” There was a rustle on the line. And then his voice.“Hi Claire,” his voice was clear and well spoken. Almost old-fashioned, “she’s waitin...,” with the phone pressed close to my ear, I walked almost on tiptoes, to the stairs in the hallway to check if the children were asleep. To my relief, I was greeted by silence, and closed the door behind me, as I returned to the front room. “Are you still there?” he asked, his voice becoming strained as he breathed heavily into his mouthpiece.“Yes,” I. No one saw anything," he fumed right up into my face. "Joe you went too far in messing with me on payday. I am going to see you are so blacklisted you can't get a job replacing light bulbs."Smiling I handed him the envelope with his paycheck and watched as he tore into it to make sure it was correct. I then handed him a stack of forms off my desk.In a very flat, regular tone of voice I said, "If you ever raise your voice to me in anger again, you are fired. I do not tolerate disrespect from my. Brandy noticed that the light flashed 5 times per picture and the pictures were coming pretty fast, about 2 seconds apiece before new one. Music started playing the voice from before saying it was to help us relax since we all were having trouble relaxing. It was weird Techno music with whispering and chanting. The pictures were all head shots now boy, girl, boy, girl, boy, girl the boys looked strong and the women looked… trashy. They were licking their lips and begging to give the camera a. I saw a wet spot on them too that seemed to be growing. She was not aware of the great view I had so I took a couple of pictures of my granddaughter before zooming in to get a couple of great pictures of my daughter’s crotch.When we got home I was sure that I had gotten away with it until I went to bed that night. There on my pillow was that pair of bright white panties and a note that read, “I thought you might like to keep these. Happy Father’s Day. Your present was in these, but obviously I.