He started working on the guards, because he was around them so much. He painted them until they were no longer afraid of him. Then he started experim...nting with them, to see what he could make happen.He couldn’t control them, such as making their bodies do something, but he could convince them that a certain action was okay. Such as leaving the cell door unlocked. One of his jailers was a man named George, and George was the first to ‘forget’ to lock the cell after he brought Bobby his lunch. For a brief moment she was inches away from me. The longing to jump out there and then was great but I just froze and continued watching her lean forward.After wiping her brow I was to get an eyeful of her perfect breasts. Kneeling upwards she began tweaking her nipples, trying my hardest not to make a sound I continued rubbing my erect cock.I thought I had been rumbled as my heart's desire quickly stood up and slid a hand inside her panties.Squeezing my pulsating length urging myself not to. Wayne seemed to get better so much quicker the more time I spent with him so I just didn't leave. It just became natural I went from giving him a sponge bath to actually bathing him in the tub. I really didn't look at it as anything other than helping someone as if I was a nurse, but that started to change and I started well, I guess to get turned on when I was washing him. Especially, well, you know where. After the bath and he went to bed, I went into my bedroom and played with myself. . well ... special nighttime help?”I should have expected that. “Yes - but try to limit that. You don’t know him, he is younger but he can help with security ... like a nerd rebellion. But keep in mind, a decade ago they were Marta’s indians, now they belong to me. His job is to be at my service 24/7, and these folks get rotated in and out. He is not your nightly bedroom service.”Samantha was suddenly very happy with one of the extra features in her new home. As CEO she made an executive.