I walk in, take my seat, and wait. Em walks and takes a seat next to me. “Hey you.” She whispers.“Hey” I smile back.It’s a boring lesson, we...whisper about silly things, but lesson wise it drags. About half way through the lesson, the teacher puts on a video, and proceeds to read a book. Em lowers her hand, onto my thigh. Blood instantly rushes to my prick; the warmth of her hand fills me. I look at her, then her hand, then back at her. Before I can say anything she kisses me. I’m slightly taken. And yet in her cooperation she screams loudest, exposing the depths of your pitiful insufficiency. I watch as she endures the abuse with dignity you could not fathom. I watch her wince and cry out in pain...sweat, bleed, choke. I weep for her, and for you, you miserable degenerate man. And yet, as I obsess in her suffering, my love for her trembles like an earthquake, shaking me to my core. I watch in horror as you violate her, and in such you allow her to show me who she is...and why she is. Youre in your night dress, I saw you not an hour ago! Now come, please, and eat. The door to the bathroom opened and Obe had to hide a smile as the young girl shuffled out, a pout curving her lush lips, the dress long and far too large, but it hugged the curves of her breasts snugly, a low dip showing off her magnificent cleavage, something he hadnt noticed before. Amelia wrapped her arms around her chest, her eyes studiously looking out the window as her cheeks burned crimson, her toes curled. I used all the money I had saved and bought camera like the one in banks butSmaller,more like a spy camera and I placed it in the bathroom where she used to shower.The windows were a little high and no one could guess there was a camera unless they knew.Her house was two storeys and there were two rooms above, one which was directly in the bathroom so I decided to sit there with my laptop and I connected the wires along the pipelines and into the room above.It was Sunday and she usually used to.