I would pretend that it was my little student that I was watching. Today I was having a hard time finding some new videos that fit this fetish. As I b...came increasingly horny, I became increasingly frustrated. As hot as the girls that I would find online were, none of them compared to my Katee. Nothing was close to the real thing. Just then, a thought hit me. What if I could film Katee in real life? At this point in my obsession, even ordinary footage of Katee, my dream girl, beat some cut-rate. It was obvious that she came in here everyday to clean. The room was clean enough to eat off the floors. He watched her work, her naked body moving and her long black hair swaying as she wiped the top. Her breasts swung in time to her work. It was a very nice sight and one that he had appreciated many times in the past. She turned and found him watching her. With a smile, she asked, “Do you like what you see?”Blushing at having been caught, Ed answered, “Yes, I do.”“What are you going to do. That night, as we were all preparing for bed, Priti said that the floor was uncomfortable and that there was room for all of us in the bed. So the four of us all got into the same bed together. Sonal was on the left next to Sushant. I was next to him and Priti was on my right. She was wearing a yellow shirt and thin black pants. Soon after the lights were off, Sushant and Sonal were fast asleep. Priti seemed to be asleep, but I knew she wasn’t. I touched her arm with my fingers and began to. "Scrambled it. The effect is temporary. It only takes ten squarecentimeters of circuitry to record a conversation. Every inch? Head totoe? Armpits, particulars? Did you scrub each other's backs?"They both nodded."You washed your ears? People forget the ears." We washed everything," Cheri said. "As instructed."He nodded. "First the bad news. The men - it's mostly men - in thatprison may never come to justice. I'm on a watchlist now, in case Idisobey orders and murder people who very much deserve.