Simon sat heavily and rubbed his hands together in an anxious way. What had he done? How had he let himself deteriorate into such an evil man with an ...nsatiable need for sexual desires, some of which, if exposed, would ensure his total exorcism from his cosy yet frenetic, high profile life and to be banished as an outcast – plus jail. He thought of Tammi’s childhood and yet that brought back painful memories of how he had peeped on her from infancy. Watching her dress and undress, her toilet. "Yeah, it's more, than sometimes. What can I say, I'm a guy loving Christmas and celebrating it twice a year..." Michael, could you come here?"Foster appeared at the door of the office, he had the look of a person who could not wait."Look Noah, Foster wants to see me, I'm sure it's something important. Just relax, 'cause you're very good at your job, your colleagues like you. This is such a positive workplace, I'd want you to not be worried about getting fired over these meaningless things.. She resumed kicking when I let go, only to be once again stopped as I tied each ankle and thigh to daddy’s leg with the curtain ties I’d commandeered.It was about then, with her resistance un-faded after so many minutes, that I realized the other me had not released pheromones. Given how much her fear excited me, I understood why. Taking Mommy and my little s*s with little to no effort had been fun, especially after how docile and willing they had become, but this was a different kind of. When I’d finished I walked back in the lounge all cheerily for her to be stood up looking quite serious and a bit angry with a black paperback book in her right hand.“What’s this?”“Um… it’s the Satanic Bible.”“Yes, I can see that. I can read you know, working in a library and all that!”I was quite taken aback by her aggression, her accusatory tone. It was a side of her I had never seen.“So despite my religious beliefs you’re a secret Satanist. A devil worshipper. A dirty little sinner—““It’s.