Scary Busting: Creepy Almost

(If you want to see the video this post is about, it’s download link is toward the bottom)
This actually happened to me on May 26th.
I just had to tell you guys about this right quick because it was the most disturbing busting I ever went through. I’ve been busted and sent to jail, and even that busting wasn’t as disturbing as this one. At least with that one, I could understand exactly how and why very well. With this one I could understand it too, but the way it went was incredible because it was a busting speed record.
I was out shooting candids, and I stopped to stand on the corner for a few seconds. There was this building there, and there was a woman in there who looked like she might be thick enough to tape, but maybe not. I was only looking at her through the window, and it wasn’t brightly lit in there. She was leaving, so I had to hurry up and get over there. There was very little time. I discreetly turned the cam on and stood in front of the door with the camera just poking out of one hand, and I had stuff I picked up while I was out in the other hand. All I wanted to do was make a quickie of her walking out the door. She didn’t look great enough to be worth following, but I also couldn’t really see her. She stepped right out the door of the building and immediately said “What’s that in your hand?
Now, keep in mind that I had not even been in position for five seconds, and had only seen her less than five seconds before that. I got busted in less than ten seconds! That’s a record! What really makes it big though is that she busted me literally TWO SECONDS after she came into view! I have never been so busted so fast. Especially not in this kind of situation. I’ve been caught following a woman around for too long, but all I wanted this one to do was walk past me from close range. This would literally take less than 3 seconds to do. I was basically busted on sight, and on top of it, she instantly called me out. There wasn’t even anything like glances at me or looking over the shoulder or any sign of trouble, and when she was in the building, she was talking to the person with her as she put something away. I was stunned at how things got so bad so fast. I couldn’t even answer her question with anything other than “Just this”. It was that bad. Good thing I had some stuff from the store in my hands already, or I would’ve stupidly answered “Nothing.” I was too stupefied to say anything coherent. To make things worse, she was walking the same direction I was, so when I stopped into the little store to get the loaf of bread I’d forgotten, I had to walk past her again! …Like I was “proving” I wasn’t up to no good…

Here’s the download link for the video, so you can see how short it is and how quickly it went wrong. Only one second was edited out.
That experience was so intense it gave me the shakes, and I couldn’t write about it right away. Or sleep.
It all just happened so fast… So bad, so fast…

Blackstreetbbw Computer Death Scare!

This full story’s kind of long and like, not all relevant or something, so I won’t type the rest of it unless someone leaves a comment asking me to.
I was bringing my laptop home from the library and got it caught in a terrible rain! I was prepared- at least for a light-to-moderate rain- but not for a flash flood! over ten inches of water fell in about 15 minutes, and the plastic bags I had to keep it dry inside my backpack in case it rained were not enough because my watertight-looking AC ADAPTER got water inside it! I’m lucky it didn’t blow up or something when I plugged it into the wall, but I didn’t feel lucky because my computer wasn’t working right at all, I knew it was because of water exposure, and I was afraid this was it for my computer because it was acting very different from the way it did the previous times it got in water damage danger. The other times the computer itself had water inside it, and it gave me an error message that didn’t say a word about water, but basically meant ‘your computer has water inside it, and it’s not going to come on again after this until it’s dry inside. Not even to repeat this message, so you better read it this time.” This time that didn’t happen though. It’s all okay now though, because I let the water out of the adapter and everything works now. I don’t even have to get the new AC adapter I was hoping I wouldn’t have to order! blackstreetbbw.com’s still in business!

Banned from Target: Blast from the Black Street BBW Past Part 1 of 2

Those of you who’ve been with blackstreetbbw.com for long enough and been in The Thighs Section reading, remembering and taking note of things in my video descriptions might know I’d been meaning to tell this blackstreetbbw.com story for the longest time! No- you probably thought was just never going to tell it period, just like you think I’m not ever going to go back and finish those old blog entries I’d said I was going to finish, but so far have not! But here I am, finally finishing the ‘Banned from Target’ story- in the right place for that.
I’d started working on this story already, so I begin this post with the copied contents of the text file.
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-THE BLACKSTREETBBW.COM WEBMASTER GETS BANNED FROM TARGET-

It really all started with this video in the Butts Section of www.blackstreetbbw.com with the caption: ‘It wasn’t until I stopped doing profile filming and got her from behind that I realized how good she was’. I know that nobody noticed that that video runs straight into a video called ‘Had to stop filming this for that!’ because I recently found an ommission in the link to ‘Had to stop filming this for that’ on page 3 of the Thighs Section that rendered the video unavailable, and not one single person said anything to me about that video not working. The main reason I was mad at that was because I knew that file was old. I checked the date of the update it was in. November 9th, 2006. Then I checked today’s date. August 11th, 2007. Well damn! A very attractive clip that’s really good for such an old one has been sitting on the server unavailable for NINE MONTHS and nobody said a word! Not even one person! I know that I should be making sure all the vids I post are available, but as you can surely tell I’m an amateur working alone, and I make mistakes sometimes. So yeah, I found it for you, but DAMN! Somebody could have said something! I don’t bite!
Anyway, time to stop ranting and get back to the subject. I cut the second video of her from my first sighting of her at the point I stopped it at because I thought she might have busted me somehow and remained cool about it. At the time it was just a funny feeling I’d gotten from something I though I heard her say that I couldn’t even make out and from the way she walked over to that register and said it. Then a manager was called. I thought it could all have been a coincedence and there was something kind of ambiguity around it since I didn’t clearly hear or see anything, and she didn’t say any words or make any gestures with any obvious meaning, so later on I though maybe it was nothing. Or maybe not. I thought I’d never know, and I still don’t know for sure, but now I think I do. Since the manager was coming I took a hint and left. A lot of times when I’m shooting candids in a store and having good luck I wait for the well to run dry or for something ‘funny’ to happen and take that as my cue to call it a day, so I marked my trip to Target as such and went on to my favorite Wal-Mart next door.
Now fast forward a little bit to a later day. I saw her again, and this time my reason to think I was nearing my ‘taping her limit’ was that she asked “May I help you?” as I hovered around her (That’s always an omen). Seeing her again made it finally hit me: I knew where and WHEN to find her again! Why it took until my SECOND sighting of her for that to click, I don’t know. Maybe some part of my mind needed some kind of ‘two-times confirmation’ or something, but once that second time went by I started factoring her into my xmas plans. Not changing them now- no, the plan was still go to work in the wee hours of the morning, then go to the mall, then Target, then Wal-Mart,(they’re all across streets from each other) then home, but I’d make sure to look for her at Target, especially since I thought I knew where to find her in the store when I got there. That last part turned out to be all wrong because she appears to work all over the place in there: She works on the register, stocks the magazine racks and book and software shelves, stands around to assist customers, gets the key to the electronics case to help customers there, and she does cart pushing and in-the-back work.
The first time I’d actively searched for her I didn’t find her at all and thought I’d probably shown up too late. The next time I saw her BEFORE I went to Target, at the McDonald’s getting breakfast (dressed for work in her work colors, of course). It would’ve been nice to have taped her there so I could’ve gotten a film of her some place other than Target, and when I went to the store after work she was gone, so I figured she must’ve worked a slightly earlier shift that day and left the store, and that’s when I saw something weird. When I’d pulled up to the store on my bike these to white guys had just put thier bikes on the rack and were going in, and as I pulled off I saw two police officers searching them as thier bikes lay on the ground. Something in me sank as I said to myself “I bet they were looking for me. Good thing those guys left first so I can ride by while the police are busy.”
I never should’ve returned, but at least I got lucky enough the next time to find who I was looking for. This time I walked in and found her working at the front register and thought I’d better try again another time, thinking an at-the-register video of her would turn out sub-par. I was wrong about that, which I found out after my vain, brief search through the store for a subject. What happened next was pretty much explained in the ‘Banned from Target’ Big Thighs Video from Page
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Not sure exactly what I was thinking with that hanging end there, but here goes the rest of the story:


  I’d just finished videotaping the Blackstreetbbw Curvy Queen and walked out the store door into the waiting arms of the police!

First things first: the patdown. Ah, what’s this? They pull my camera (then the blackstreetbbw ‘classic’ [original] cam) out of my pocket. Time for a brief lesson on my original camera setup
 I had to begin by explaining how the camera worked and why I was using it. The cam was simple enough, but since I’d originally been sold on the wireless spy cam idea, there was a wireless video reciever for it in a pouch that I had to carry on me because the 300 foot range claim didn’t even turn out to be 300 centimeters. And boy, did that reciever look like crap. It was ery visibly worn, and in order to work right for more than a few minutes, I had to abandon the 9v battery plug it’d come with (The manufacturer even reccommended doing that for peak performance!) and come up with a homemade 11 battery AA setup, complete with the bad looking accompanying tangle or wires!
Then the video recorder sat in a seperate pocket and had to be plugged into all that, with a nice and unreliable plug. All that crap really looked like shit too. I wish I could show it to you. The fact that it all looked so bad meant I could tell two cops that it didn’t always record, so that was why we couldn’t find the video I’d just shot

YOU KNOW WHAT? I’M GOING TO GO ON TO THE NEXT STORY AND FINISH THIS ONE LATER!

I’m Making A New Category for My Blog: Punishment!


You might’ve noticed that I do like to fill my blog with tags so you can barely find the ‘Leave A Comment’ link, but I don’t like to fill it with categories. Just Candid Trips, half of the best stuff, where I post pics fo what this blog’s all about from future updates, Webfinds, the other half of the best stuff, where I show you the stuff that struck me off the ‘net, Promo, obviously the least important category, and specially marked off as such, for use with promotions, Rants, and Wierd(Off-Topic). I wanted to make a new category called dreams for the blog of blackstreetbbw. Well, the criterion for that hasn’t been met yet, but for this one it has, so I have to introduce the painful opposite category now instead.
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Why am I introducing this category now? You’ve probably figured most of it out already by now, but I’ll be telling you why I’m putting it in here soon. Very soon…

The Candid Camera Getting Busted Story I Should’ve Told You First

I had one more blackstreetbbw story to tell here on this blog for now, so I figured I should get to telling it before I get to putting it off. I’ve been posting so much text lately, so it’s appropriate that I get the textiest post on my plate off now, near the other long passages of candid camera adventures stories and dumb rants.
Don’t let all my talking here get you thinking I’ve forsaken the site this blog’s all about, because blackstreetbbw’s still updating now
   I wanted March 2009 to see a post every day on this blog. I wanted March ’09 to have 31 posts. I really did. But not more than that! I don’t like more than one post per day on a blog. I do like playing around with the posting date feature WordPressed introduced a little while back, but a while after this thicky blog was first created. So glad I did it. I was right about to get to the 30th March post when stupid ShareAPic deleted my picture account, killing it and ruining my mood, ‘tude, and the picture set I was going to post in this post originally, and the Carnival Update post I was going to use to finish up March 2009. Guess I’ll just post this story short, and without the pictures. I know I have to save some of my future stuff for surprises, especially since it takes so long for the future stuff to make it’s way into the blackstreetbbw Member’s bbw video area.
  This is just another terrible busting story. It actually happened before the previous, and worst ever, me candid camera getting caught by police/security guards story, so it had a little influence on how that story turned out. Because of this current one, I couldn’t afford to have them call the ‘real’ police on me, since I kind of used up my mercy with the police on today’s story. The stories had a few similarities. I gone in Wal-Mart this time, with some very good footage already on my video card, and was videotaping bbws in secret like I do, and they were just steady coming! So steady, I was in there until my camera’s battery was about to die! Then, just like in the above story, when I tried to leave because I knew my battery’d been on just-about-dead for way too long, I saw one more bbw- well two more, but I had sense enough not to go back into the store for another round when there was another, even better bbw by the door- and that was the fatal last straw. If I’d just had a normal trip out the door I wouldn’t’ve seen her, and you wouldn’t’ve heard her video end with a policeman calling me! Time to go outsied for real now, like it or not.

  I held my secret camera out, plain as day, and said “I guess you want to see this?”I already knew what this was about. And if you’ve been reading my video description stories on blackstreetbbw, you’ll already know why. If you haven’t yet, I’ve been bringing hidden cameras into this particular Walmart for three years now (I know blackstreetbbw’s not that old yet, but of course I had to have the footage before I could have the site, right?), and my stealth level there was never perfect. When I had a stealthier secret cam to use on the women, I had low experience, very poor technique and unreliable, poor quality equipment. Now I have better of that stuff, but a much more conspicuous camera, so I still get busted the same- no more. Much more. All together, the staff members there that know me are tired of me, so they often call the police as soon as they see me, which I could also see in the responding police officer’s attitude, because it sounded like this particular officer had been sent off on goose chases to get me at this store for months now. I didn’t remember him, but he remembered me. “Man, I busted you at Target before, remember that?” I remembered, but I didn’t remember his face until he said that. *Sigh*. I guess police officers have to have good memories. Much better than mine. They’re like elephants. I expected things to go like they did at Target (I promise I’ll tell you guys that story, just not today!) but this guy didn’t seem to really want to watch my videos much, so he just looked at one and got to the point.
 He told me “I’m tired of coming down here looking for you. If I catch you again I’m gonna charge you with tresspassing and sexual battery. Understand?”, and I’m thinking ‘bullshit. Tresspassing maybe, but sexual battery? He’s just saying that to scare me. I remember when this guy got stopped by a cop who didin’t have a canine, and the guy went and got his greyhound from home and came back with that dog to use as a police dog to get permission to search the man’s car for drugs. Of course, Fido ‘found’ nothing, because he was a pet, not a worker. I’m looking up that crime in VA on the ‘net when I get home!’ He asked me why I do this, but of course I couldn’t give him the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so I jsut told him the succinct junior version: “Because it’s fun”. He told me that I’ll end up in jail if I keep doing this, and it won’t be fun then. “… and somebody’ll wanna take a picture of your butt.” “…You need to get a girlfriend…” . Whatever, but I’m not going to jail because I didn’t touch anyone or go up skirts. Even if I did, that’s a felony, but that’s only like, three months in jail thereabouts. And I’m not doing that. I said I didn’t know I couldn’t do that, but he said it is a problem when people are reporting it.

  Anyways, we went through the whole patdown warrant check thing and I came up clean as always, so he let me go with the warning that if he caught me again he’d charge me and take my camera. That’s why in the ‘previous’ story (actually happened next chronologically, I accepted the deal I got and deleted the videos and leave, rather than risk seeing this dude again. I’d been hoping that no one I knew saw the incident today, but as I left, I saw this dude I used to work with at a previous job who works at the Wal-Mart now. He walked up to me and smiled and was like “What’s going on? What’d you do?” But I had to cut the conversation short because officer asshole had told me to scram, so I just told him he said beat it and I’d talk to you later.

Then I left. Once I get my new camera, people will go back to not complaining, because they won’t see it. I know they won’t because they very seldom saw my original camera either.

I Still Really Need A New Camera: More Reason for You to GO TO MY LINKS PAGE and Sign Up for A Free LargeFriends BBW Dating Profile!

If you care about my bbw hidden camera website, You really need to click this link right here to go to my BBW Links Page and click the LargeFriends link so blackstreetbbw can get a commission! It’s free, and it really does help my website! The links on this page even open in a new window, so you can go do it now, then come right back here and finish reading! I need to get a new, stealthier spy camera, and if I don’t soon, something bad will happen to me! And of course to my website! Did you read this story? Well, here’s a shorter, less sweet one.
I meant to make this post on the 26th when it happened, but I goofed off. I didn’t change the date to say the date I wanted, like you might’ve maybe noticed in the past if you check this blog every day, this time either. Okay, yeah I did.
  I know my current candid camera’s getting me busted too much. As I’ve discovered, I often get busted and don’t even find out, because they catch me and go complain to someone else, like security. I was at work, minding my own business, not even thinking about bbw, when this guy walks up behind me and the following exchange occurred:
“You got your camera with you today?”
“…No…[yes]”
“Alright. ‘Cause if you take it out and I see it, I’m gonna fuck you up.”
Then he turns around and goes right back to his seat. Stuff like this is what happens when you keep getting busted, secretly or obviously, because you can’t get your new, improved spy camera fast enough because people aren’t using your LargeFriends link like they should. Now of course this little exchange didn’t go unnoticed by others around, but at least the curious talking that went on later made it obvious that most of the parties around were still unaware of my ‘mission’. “Why anybody want to fight *insert my name (if you’re a blackstreetbbw member, you might know it already, but if you don’t, I’m not going to announce it here.) here*?” “I heard this dude talking about how he was gonna rough him up!”
  Now, do you want me to get roughed up for you? If so, then I don’t like you and fuck you. Since you’re still here though then I assume you don’t want anything bad to happen to me, so you really need to help me out. I categorized this as a ‘Promo’ Post. I have almost completely run out of stuff to sell on eBay, and I still need more cash! Click this link here to go to my Links Page, then continue to LargeFriends and set up a free bbw dating profile to help me for free! Otherwise, JOIN my website, if you haven’t already, or use the Bonus Page to leave me a donation to help me out if you want to spare some cash too. And everyone can use The Clip Store to buy vids, including any upcoming videos you want!
I hate to make such a promotional post- wait, no I don’t- but yeah, help me out here! It’s free and easy to do.
Of course, so you all know, I’m working on my blackstreetbbw update too.

Another Trip, [NOT] Another Adventure

Well I just finished a bbw filming-without-permission trip to Virginia Beach for blackstreetbbw.com, and I got to say that this trip was a little less eventful than the others, although I did see a little wierdness on the bus on the way there.
It still had it’s moments starting with this nasty white fat lady I saw when I got to the Wal-Mart (a bUw!).

Have you ever seen this?
The woman was outside washing herself with her own spit in from of a trash can. And not clean spit either. Nasty mucous sounding spit. Her knockers must’ve been filthy to deserve the treatment she was giving them, and for them to actually be getting clean from this process! “HhhAAACcKk!! Ptooie!” Then she used what she’d just spat out onto a napkin to reach into her big Kool-Aid-Man red t-shirt and wash her breasts! Yuck! Wouldn’t want to handle those!

 Event Two: I hit Wal-Mart out there for the second time, thinking maybe there’d be some bbw there this time around. Things’d been hot at the mall, but the best women had already left. Plus, I wa kind of hoping that some of them had left for Wal-mart. There was this one woman in there that was really hot, but I was thinking like ‘I bet she’s not going to Wal-Mart. With my luck, this woman right there with the way smaller breasts is going there.’ I was actually right on that. Exactly right. Too bad. I also thought the assoicate there that officially put the ‘ass’ in ASSociate would be on the clock as [seemed]always. I was right on that point too. And on a third point: taping her today would be overshooting her.
I already knew I’d been creeping her out with my saturday appearances. I knew that from the last time I’d gone there and had the audacity to get in her checkout line. She helped all the customers before me, but called a male associate over while she was doing it. When he asked her why she needed him she replied something like “Do I really need to tell you?”, and turned her register over to him when she’d gotten through the customers to me. Then she went and ‘hid’ behind her girlfriend at the next register, like she could hide her big behind. The guy was totally professional with me, rung me up, and then the girl took her register back from him (I’m almost positive ’cause I saw her walk right back, but I didn’t want to look too obvious looking back like that so I stopped short of finding out for certain.). But yeah, that’s what happened last week.
What happened involving this big booty beauty this week was I was trying to get a dangercam video out of her, and I was like ‘this has to be my last video of her because I’ve clearly overshot her’ [my personal definition of overshoot: To videotape a girl knowing full well she’s on to me and is about to say something or take some other kind of action.] I knew better than to get in her line, so I got in the next line over, the one that’d give me the rear- and superior- view anyway. Then the video got ruined by one of AOL’s official hated grocery shoppers: the person who will not move their cart up so the people behind them can get their groceries on the belt. Or in my case, get thier body into prime shooting position. Booty girl’d seen me there using her paranoia skill,so I really need the bitch in front of me to move her shit, but she wouldn’t, and I was in no real spot to try and ask or make her. Didn’t want to make noise or my plans any more obvious.

Booty girl got on the intercom and called for a manager at her register. I knew I was running out of time, and the woman in front of me would not move. I’m thinking ‘Once that red coat gets here, I’m gonna have to run, vid or no vid.’ Of course, the dangercam was running hot the whole time, so technically I did have a vid, and I was able to move up a little at the last second as she simultaneously moved that behind out a little further where I could see it a little better. Two things came together there, but two staff members also came together there, and she explained some kind of thing about me to the red coat woman who showed up quickly for her. That woman took booty girl’s mic and called a real manager over to the line number of the lane I was in, not the ASSociate’s line, so I was pretty sure I was in trouble. Sensing that, I moved to the next line, and the red coat got back on to and altered the lane number in the request accordingly. Time to split! But how to get out with my needed lithium dangercam batteries?

 Aha! I’ll buy them in electronics and then get the hell out of here and not come back. Had to watch my back though; it’s a good thing I did, because the woman realized I was trying to escape and didn’t have time to wait for the big guy, so she took matters into her own hands and gave chase. I knew I’d have to ditch her or the batteries, so I chose to lose her instead and lost her by aisle-weaving my way to the electronics area. I think she made another call on her walkie talkie saying I was on the move before I did. I got my batteries though, and got my ass out of walmart. Safely. Good.

   Rather than make another blog post, I’d like to just add this final update sighting of her here. I saw her again the next week wanted to try this dangercam 640 video thing one more time by making a quickie. I would turn it on and just walk past her. One good passby and then never tape her again. Unfortunately my cover was already blown because I’d passed by her before on my way in the store where we discovered each other in the first place for that day. By the time I came back around to make the vid, trouble was already ready. She and the man who’d ‘rescued’ her from me two weeks prior looked at me extremely discreetly as I made my approach and the man said “That’s him?” The answer was affirmative, so he tried to get my attention, but the answer from me was nothing, because I was trying to ignore him, play my whole absolutely failed video off and get away, but he kept at it, and seeing I was paying him no mind and instead slinking off, he gave chase, and he was harder to get rid of than the red coat from the week before. To get him off me, I had to make it look like I was really just in a hurry and thinking about my short grocery list. It worked well enough. I got back to the dairy area, conviently located in the very back of the store so he’d have to follow me far. Maybe that was a problem for him, because he did have to leave his post to do this. I’d heard him hollar off to somebody politely “Just watch my post!” as he took off after me. Maybe seeing me get my eggs and cheese to buy them and leave satisfied him enough to get him to leave me alone.
What I was thinking at the time, and still am now though, is… What would I have done if he’d decided to run? Running for me would’ve been out of the question! Hmmm…