This evening was for watching, not for joining in. He was amazed at how much the role of voyeur was turning him on, and he intended to take full advan...age of it.Cathy loved to be watched but if she knew her husband could now follow her into her secret world she would have been mortified. She had a ritual before going online, which consisted of a large glass of red wine and watching some porn clips on her laptop while sitting at the kitchen table. Tonight it would be a horny double penetration. They satinteracting and painting some more, doing a good deed for children thatmeant so much to them. A simple act of kindness showed him humility andthat people were people regardless of what age they seemed to be or theirgender.After forty minutes, he was never happier that he got to experience thingsjust like his sister?s did as eight year old girls. When Tara held hishand and they walked away, he almost wanted to never take off this specialdress again as they walked back inside.At their. The principal went mad and tore him off a real strip. "If you wish Mr. Faulkes to tutor you, you will treat him with the same respect as every other member of my staff. You will address him properly and heed what he says. If you cannot do that, pick up your stuff and leave but looking at your grades," he consulted a form on the outside of the folder, "You could well do with the extra work." Bob went red in the face and sat down and I was asked if I would mind taking the class. He promised to. And I would punish her.“Yes, yes, yes,” I howled to the ceiling. “You've been bad, Bianca. So bad! And bad sluts are punished!”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“Bad sluts are punished,” breathed Deidre Icke, savoring the newest revelation from the goddess. “Yes, yes, of course.”The President of the Institute of Apotheosis Research stared at the computer monitor in her office, watching the spy camera placed in the ceiling of Subject 1's bedroom. The new goddess head tossed back and forth as she came.