She looked up at me just in time to see me take her picture like that, then forced herself to straighten up and continued to her desk on somewhat shak... legs. There she allowed herself to bend over, placing her hands on the desk and looking down as if studying something there, but I could see that she was biting her lip and that she was breathing unsteadily. She glanced up at me, her eyes pleading, but I simply took another picture of her and left the power on until someone, a woman who was. People have really accepted me and it was right to explain my powers. Many people know what I can do and they have seen me in action, but this story gives a true insight on what I did to learn my skill. The car accident was true, but their were no witnesses and I am sure the driver did not see me as I ran in front of his car, that night. The bathroom incident, happened, but in a different way. The Terence Street Boys do not really exist and so did not attack Melissa. I was not in sight when my. Good to see.I checked in, paid my entry fee, and cruised. Since it was a Wednesday, there were few in the facility. Most were middle-age, but a couple of youngers were there as well. I checked out the booths, to see if the GHs still existed - they did! Also very good to see.I entered a booth, dropped my pants, and began viewing videos while indulging in some self-pleasure. It's always been my M.O. to stand in a direct line to the GH, so anyone peeking could get a full view. It didn't take long. Not to be let out of the fun. Don got on the bed behind Nancy and between her legs. In his hand he had something that looked like a small elongated chicken egg. He pushed a recessed button on it and it started rapidly vibrating. Then he rubbed some lube into the surface, pressed it against Nancy's ass hole and pushed till it popped in and her anal ring closed behind it. Nancy moaned from the strange but sexy feeling of the egg vibrating inside her shit hole. Her ass automatically tried to push.