Just remember, you're the one who wanted to have sex with me. If you were a good girl and went to work, you'd be fucking your boyfriend and not your s...epfather." I knew he was right. I really fucked up and had gotten myself into this mess. I should have just gone to work and stopped fucking my boyfriend. It was too late now. I was already my stepfather's whore. I went upstairs to get ready. I now knew my stepfather had lost his mind. I couldn’t believe he was going to make me dance nude at a. .. five students of anthropology ... and a study subject.Doc would love to meet her.The Powers are going to get their original adaptive membership study ... today.What I didn't understand is why Mother didn't just pop back in time and start over.So ... I asked.I made an appointment with the Powers that Be for our group. I wanted all six of us there.On a Tuesday, nearly a month later, we met in the Accommodations Suite with The Powers. I asked my question ... this is the answer I got."We. I tried not to look as it was just torture so I was thrilled when she excused herself to shower. With the click of the closing door I leaped under the covers, laying there I could hear the water running through the wall, my mind envisioning her washing herself. With two fingers buried deep in my pussy I wondered just how was I going to get through this weekend and why did I agree. I was sucking my nectar from my fingers when she returned, I quickly moved to the very edge of the bed, my breasts. Her glare said she didn't belive me, but there was also a hint of something else in her eyes, the same glint as when those photos had been taken. For a moment neither of us spoke or moved, she just looked at me as I awkwardly half sat, trying to hide my (by now) semi. Then, slowly, she bent down and picked up the photos, flicking through them one by one just as I had done, a small smile becoming visible on her face. "Well" she said, "Did you like what you saw?". This question surprised me, and.