The classroom itself became a favorite playground for some of her fantasies. As an assistant teacher she had a key to the school and could get in anyt...me. One afternoon I found a note under my door, which read: "Carol is being kept after school for being a nasty little girl." And when I arrived at her classroom I found her standing in the corner with her face to the wall, hands behind her head, as if she had been stood there for punishment. Not only that, but she had dressed herself as a little. He convinced his awakened heart that this pretty young thing deserved his hand in marriage in order that he might guide her closer to the one true path to heaven and sit at the right hand of the Lord as a handmaiden of femininity that would serve as an example of womanly behavior pleasing to the eye of all males.He fully intended to share his new discovery with the sexually deprived males of his congregation in a way that would insure their devotion to his teaching and it would enhance his. I never felt like such shit inmy life. I love my Mom completely and I’d never doanything on purpose to make her feel bad. Besides, I waspretty embarrassed myself -I must’ve looked like a totaldipshit standing there with a two-foot rubber schlonghanging out of my distended face.I went to the closed bathroom door, and tapped my fingeron it, knocking. She stopped sobbing aloud, but there wasno reply.“Mom,” I pleaded, “I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean. " Bill told them. "When I get to the basement, I expect you two to be ready to accept whatever I choose to give. That includes pain as well as pleasure."Both women moved quickly down the stairs hoping for the pleasure. They arrived at the door to the basement and Jennifer ducked into the library to grab the book and the key. Showing it to Monica, she opened the door and went down to the basement. Flipping the lights on Jennifer moved to where she had been undressed and showed Monica around.