She had long jet black hair that fell in waves over her shoulders. She wore glasses, beaming a smile. Pink full lips, teeth like cultured pearls. A si...ple black skirt, and a loose fitting white blouse. Skin like a baby's, non-porous, white and smooth.The moment I laid eyes on her, my heart began to quiver in my chest as if I was in the presence of danger. For a brief moment I felt the impulse to leave the classroom, but the sound of her voice and her bodies insouciant movements as she prowled. I intend to fill in all the blanks for you. Your presence here is no accident, and I am the architect of your fate.?Stuart could see the wild look in her eyes.?I know bitch, you want to get up from the chair, and attack me. But that isn’t going to happen. In fact, you will never leave that chair again. By the way, while you ere unconscious, I fucked you. Shot my load deep into your guts. Shame you weren’t a virgin really. I have had better shags, but, what the hell, ity was the last one you. It scares her and it turns her on at the same time. Sean sits on the edge of the bed and watches as she continues to take inventory. Her shoes are on the floor at the foot of the bed. They are five-inch high espadrille sandals. The wedge soles are wrapped with tan fiber and the narrow leather straps are painted silver. Sean has chosen well. These will look perfect with the adornments on the skirt. As she expected, there are no panties.“You’ll need this too,” Sean says. He hands her a thin. " Then she placed it back on the dresser, leaning it against the wall to balance it on its head. She knew Leon would flip it over when he saw it. She once bet him he could not leave it on its head. He struggled to ignore it, but his compulsiveness forced him to turn it over. Matilda had laughed and jumped up and down with glee. But when Leon's face hardened she instantly became still. He hated not being in control and believed his compulsive behavior to be a weakness.Matilda stared at the.