Hi! My name is Carl, and I'm a serial rapist.I have no idea how close the police are to catching me. I always burn down the place as soon as I finish ... rape. I figure forensics is tougher that way. According to The Internet, shows like CSI are causing criminals to act silly. Apparently, most of the time the main tool for catching criminals is fingerprints. DNA is rarely used for evidence. Worse, criminals leave new evidence behind when they try to clean up. So, I use fire instead. Simple, easy. Alice appears to be waiting for my next move. I support Alice’s lovely breasts with my hands. I wish out loud, “I wish mine were that size.”“Honey, your size is not only quite nice but is unlikely to give their owner a backache. Trust me on that.”Despite her words, I still wish my boobs looked and felt like Alice’s. Her boobs feel good on my lips as I kiss them. I know it’s silly but they even taste better when licked.I rub Alice’s tummy sensuously.“Oh Z, that feels good. I wish I were 20 years. "I pushed the others out of the room before me and winked to Paige as I passed. Her calm face got a smile on it. The door clicked as I closed it. She was subservient but never stupid.We went back into my room and the girls sat on my bed. "Susan did that turn you on too."There was no hesitation. "Oh yes. Paige is a little doll. She's perfectly formed but just a bit smaller that the rest of us. If she is not an old man's wet dream she would be mine."I smiled then turned to Maggie. "What did you. Clearly seeing Matthew was hurt he told the class to run on and for me to stay with Mathew until he could get help. About 30 mins later another master arrived with his car and we got Matthew and back to school and to Matron. I got back to the school, showered and was about to get changed. Mr Calvert came out of his office still in his running shorts but no socks or top on. "That was kind of you he said". "Helping Matthew, and staying with him". He put his arm around my waist, held the back of.