.what, sir?" You must have a very limited understanding of the laws that govern thepropagation of light, Rafferty, if you thought I would be unable to...seeyou sniggering." No sir...I...I mean yes sir." You will collect your things, leave the room in single file and gatherin the south cloister," Oscar told the class. "And you will do this insilence."He didn't say what would happen if we disobeyed him. He didn't have to.'Cloister' was a rather grandiloquent term for the open-sided brickpassageway. He was not guilty about it. In fact, he liked to think of his victims because in a strange way they were a part of him. Only one of his victims was suspected to have met death by foul play. It was a kill that he regretted because he had allowed his emotions to cloud his judgment. Despite having a tenuous connection to most of the victims, Beckner had never been questioned by any of the overworked homicide detectives in the major city where he lived. Half of the victims had been classified as. Her pussy was throbbing and she knew she had to leave before things got out of hand. She'd just had her period and she and Jim hadn't fucked in more than a week."I, I need to go," Erica stammered. She looked around for Carl so she could complete her transaction but he had left the room with Michael's friend, leaving her alone with Michael."You gots time Baby," Michael replied without hesitation. He placed his left hand over her right and moved it to the crotch of his jeans.Erica gasped and. When all of a sudden she caught me. She asked me, "Were you looking down my shirt you naughty boy?" I responded with, "I wasn't looking down your shirt." She asked me, "Are you just saying that to just avoid embarrassment?" I said, "I can't lie to you." I looked her in the eyes and said, "I did look down your shirt and I'm sorry." What she said next surprised me. "Your mother always gave me permission to spank and properly punish you." I froze as she said that because I was so nervous. I wanted.