Tom had to admit to being a little perplexed as to why she said the words “I‘m glad.”“Now in just a minute I want to test your eyes a little f...rther so take those glasses off Tom and put them on the table next to you, I will be back soon.”Tom watched as she left, and removed the glasses as he was told. Again he watched her as she walked. Strange thoughts of torture devices crept through his mind and he wondered what she would bring back into the room with her. The door opened and Mrs. Watson. His black clothes and long black leather coat seemed to come from flea markets. His dark eyes were piercing, his smile and his deep voice engaging. He electrified her.Last week, they had talked together in the café at the train station for two hours. She was then driving home in agitation, could hardly sleep that night. His charisma fascinated her. She felt secure in his presence and she was sure she would surrender to him. She wanted it.She remembered him asking her a few days ago if she would. .. I gotta do this... and oh, I got to keep calm." he said as hereverted to his normal form.Tim put back on his clothes and hurried back to the school. Before heleft, he took a small mirror with him. Cheerleading practice was overand he knew that the cheerleaders would shower. This was a greatopportunity to play with his powers. Cindy almost always left theschool grounds after practice and that would be the perfect time to"blend in".After finding some towels in an empty locker, he shed his. "It really is!" He heard Tomas saying as he came around to get a look at the scene. "Wow...fantastic!" Then Tomas raised his camera and took several quick pictures of Mara holding Omar's black cock, and then stepped back, in a gesture of not wishing to intrude too much into what was transpiring between Mara and Omar. Omar found Tomas' deference towards him flattering, to say the least. They made eye contact several times, and each time they did, Omar felt more emboldened than before. He liked.