But the sun was warm. Helen leaned against the roof support beside the stairs and relaxed. With her hands in her splayed lap she could easily fall asl...ep. Hearing another vehicle, the towhead opened her eyes. It was only the mail man driving form box to box in his little jeep-like truck. As he neared her house, the 14-year-old girl guessed she should at least close her legs. Not that the mail delivery person would see much, or probably even care if he did. She had pink flowered underpants on. After all what is morality? Morality is merely a moral code designed to restrain the sexual impulses and desires of the homo sapiens. You take these away and he is a beast. If you doubt it just let the the human female go naked in the street, and you will see just how many voyeurs there are. But I am getting getting off my subject which is to relate my story. That is to tell how i became a voyeur. I guess my voyeuristic tendences begin when i was in high school. I had just turned eigthteen in. I took each cock like a prize, noting the prominent wedding ring on each man's left hand. I stared into each man's face as I swallowed their salty sperm.After the last of them had filled my mouth, they zipped their pants up and pulled me to my feet."Put your panties back on, and come with us."I slid the panties on and followed the three back into the bedroom. I heard a clinking sound. They pulled off my shirt and handcuffed my hands behind my back."You're not supposed to fuck me," I cried. "I'm. I look into her eyes. I see only lust. But this is her test and I must disburse her of any idea that this will be easy. So with no pleasure I grip her nipples between my thumb and curled forefinger. In an instant she realises this will be no lovers caress but a gaoler’s pain. She shuts her eyes as I crush and stretch the tender flesh. She moans a little through her obstructed mouth. I release her having done just enough to show her this is a serious game. I take the crop from her mouth and take.