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Voyeurism is a practice in which an individual derives sexual pleasure from observing other people. Such people may be engaged in sexual acts, or be nude or in underwear, or dressed in whatever other way the "voyeur" finds appealing. The word derives from French verb voir (to see) with the -eur suffix that translates as -er in English. A literal translation would then be 'seer' or 'observer', with pejorative connotations.
Ecouterism is a variant of voyeurism that involves listening rather than seeing.
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The lanky blonde smiled as he placed an ear against the door.
He was no stranger to Japan, having been born and schooled there while his father was serving as a special correspondent for a German newspaper.
At that moment, he had no desire to think about his past, either about his subsequent education in the Fatherland, his prior relationship with a severely ill woman who had left him for her doctor, the time he had spent as a model for TAG magazine, or his heading to Lebanon to become a mercenary, intent on avenging his father's death at the hands of terrorists.
But, as coincidence would have it, he did think back to his time in the Middle East. After having discovered that he was a remarkable shot with a sniper rifle, he had become an excellent soldier. In fact, the only other fighter as deadly as him had been on the other side. Listening intently, he wanted to see if that same young man could become his equal with women as well.
"Come on, Sousuke. You can do it!" Kurz Weber, call sign Uruz-6 and his ID number B-3128, rubbed his hands together. He hadn't heard any voices, but there had been the unmistakable sounds of foreplay. It seemed that his hearing was every bit as good as his eyesight. "Do Sis and me proud." While he still hadn't managed to get 2nd Lieutenant Melissa Mao into the sack, there had been no lack of bedmates when he had time and opportunity. Up until now, it had been amusing to watch Sousuke Sagara and Kaname Chidori orbit around each other like two planets destined to collide. But, enough was enough. It was about time that they did the nasty!
Every so often, he caught wind of someone approaching. That led the resourceful Sgt. Major to take various steps to cover his true intentions. When an old woman walked by, barely able to push her walker and carry a bag of groceries at the same time, he told her he was the new building maintenance man, and helped her to her apartment. When he was nearly caught off guard by a drunken man in a fancy business suit, he quickly began tapping at various points on the wall, claiming to be listening for rats. When a pair of pretty high schoolgirls came walking down the corridor, long-strap purses swinging from their shapely shoulders, he affected a French accent, saying he was lost.
"I hope I didn't miss the good part!" Alone again, Kurz put his ear back on the cold wooden door. The door might be cold, but it certainly sounded like things were heating up inside. "Melissa is going to be so jealous that she missed this." He truly believed that, even though it should be quite obvious that she would have grabbed him by the ear, dragged him away, and beaten him to within an inch of his life, had she happened upon him at that very moment.
Bit by bit, the romantic encounter within the room grew more intense. Moaning. Groaning. Gasps. Nonverbal pleas of every conceivable type. Face frozen in a perpetual grin, Kurz did more than just listen avidly. A marksman so proficient with sniper rifles and Arm Slave long range precision cannons, it was said that he can visualize the trajectory of a bullet exactly, resulting in an almost inhuman accuracy. A self-confessed womanizer, he could also picture everything that was happening on the living room couch. And, just as he was known to burden the Mithril mechanics with extremely complaints and requests, he now whispered things that he wanted Sousuke to do. This was better than the Adult-only pay-for-view channels he watched on shore leaves!
"That's it… you can do it… don't stop now!" Kurz had spoken louder than he had intended, but it didn't seem that he had been overheard. The erotic noises deep in the unseen room were reaching a crescendo. Knowing how bad luck always seemed to befall his friend at the worst possible moment, he swore to guard that door with his life, no matter who might show up. An evil thought came to mind, causing him to grin a wicked grin. "I wish Tessa were here…."
Yes, wouldn't that be a hoot! He knew that the pretty little Captain had a big time crush on the clueless Sergeant. But, despite the fact that he had been rooting for Teletha Testarossa, Kaname Chidori had been the one to win Sousuke's affection, not to mention, by the sound of it, his youthful enthusiasm and unbelievable stamina.
"Hello, Kurz." That voice. It was familiar. But… but… but how? It was Kaname. In the flesh. Standing in the corridor.
"Ka… na… may…." Kurz stood up, caught red handed. Then, it dawned on him. If Kaname was out here, who was in the room with Sousuke? That sly dog! He chuckled. He was very fond of the Whispered girl, and didn't really wish her any misfortune. But, this situation was even better than he had first dreamed. How was the indestructible Sgt. Sousuke Sagara going to survive this one? Caught In Flagrante Delecto by his violently-tempered sweetheart! "It's good to see you again."
"Uh huh," Kaname smiled. Suddenly aware of some barely audible cries coming from behind the door Kurz had been leaning on, she blushed. Then, her eyes widened, as she put two and two together. "You know… this is Souske's room." She knocked, watching Kurz' face. That look was precious!
"Wh-… Wh-… What?" Kurz stood stiff, as if he had been struck on the head by a large mallet. Uncrumpling the tortured piece of paper he held in his hand, he cursed. Melissa had written out Sousuke's new apartment number. She must have been drunk at the time. The number had been hard to decipher.
"Kaname." Sousuke had opened the door, but not having heard his fellow soldier's voice, had no reason to look out into the hallway.
"I'll be right back," Kaname said to Sousuke. "Keep the door open for me." With that, she ran over to the other door, brushing past a stunned Kurz. An impish look in her eyes, she rang the door bell and then sped back into Sousuke's room.
"Shit." Kurz heard Sousuke's door close with a slam. That noise was followed by the sound of a tumbler lock in action, and the jingle of a chain being put in place.
"Who the Hell is it?" An angry voice came from inside the unknown occupant's room.
Kurz took off running.
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