" You keep up fine, Mrs. Walker. Believe me, all the girls think you're the hottest mom in school. Some of the boys, too." As she added the last sente...ce, she looked at Marsha coyly through a mass of brown curls as she brushed more water out of them."The boys?" asked Marsha with a hint of interest. "I doubt that." She had noticed a few of Emily's male friends giving her a good lookover from time to time, and she thoroughly enjoyed it. It made her feel more youthful, more attractive. She even. As I thought more about Ted, a kind of rebellion, if not repulsion, replaced my craving for his hard cock. A desire outgrew in me to teach this man-animal a lesson that he would not easily forget: that women were not just fuck toys. They were as intelligent and useful to the society as men, if not more.An opportunity presented itself soon enough that brought us face to face in a verbal duo. I was having a coffee with a teammate and a friend during the break when I overhead Ted talking to some. A second flush of anger, as much her powerlessness as her being turned into an object made her grab the phone and again call. Nothing. She was just about to call 911 when her tormentor sent another text. She read the text and realized one bottle of wine wasn’t going to do it.“Taylor/Stacey, you are to wear those tomorrow. If you don’t, I’ll just send another copy of this and some other items to Faculty/Student affairs, along with some great little tidbits of your ‘other’ work. You need not. Some other people use the devices to watch over their pets to see they are ok. As I walked out of the room I remembered my device sat there on the shelf and that it was functioning. My devious, voyeuristic mind started to formulate a cunning plan. Grabbing my tablet I announced I was going upstairs to read my book and that they could have the privacy of the room to themselves. Soon I was laying down on the marital bed and with shaking hands; synchronised the two devices and started to watch as.