Most of Sunday Roy was either on the phone or the computer. She knew he was pissed at her but figured best leave it alone.Monday Roy left early, she f...ed the kids then took them to school. When she got home, she had a second cup of coffee, she was about to start doing some housework when her phone buzzed.She didn’t recognize the number but decided to answer it on the third ring, the message read open short vid then be at front door in 5 minutes. She clicked the video, she was horrified there. Well she came in front of me clapping her hands and smiling. I was taken back and could not do anything. My shaft is still in the vertical position as I was sitting on the branch in a slightly slant position and stroking it. I immediately removed my left hand from my shaft and stood up. The lady SI was staring at my shaft and I can see her lips & neck movements’ gesture as if she is swallowing something by seeing my shaft. She even bit her lips. Even when I am into my senses, my shaft is still. Some of the students were panting, like they ran a marathon, some were confused, and the teacher was bent over his desk shaking and a large lump going down his leg.“Oh no...” I whispered to myself. Did I just project my daydream to the class? I let the guard down on my empathic powers and felt the wave of lust wash over me. I did project my daydream, it was the same lust I had. Oh goddess, what have I done?!“Ok, uh. Well, that was ... interesting.” Mr. Callahan said as he looked around his. And they did go wrong."You know that saying, 'This isn't brain surgery?'" has asked one evening."Sure," I admitted."Well," Kevin said with a wry grin, "I'm beginning to think maybe this is."I nodded. I knew what he meant. "Is there another way we should look at this?"He shook his head. "If there is, I can't come up with it. We're close, but trying to meet all the criteria is like pushing into a balloon full of water. You push in one side and it pops out the other. I'm wondering if we can.