As I entered the bathroom, I stopped, there on the floor must have been his wife panties on the floor. It was floral design and clearly it was soiled.... I quickly flashback to my younger years when I used to suck off my neighbor while dressed up like a sissy. My cock quickly got hard in my pants and in a trance I couldn't help myself as I quickly picked up her panties. I bought it up to my face and inhaled her scent. It was so intoxicating and I was so horny from being felt up by my. This won’t do.”Erica removed the dress just as Don was tugging the jacket down from his shoulders to perfect its fit. Casually, she slipped the ribbon straps off her shoulder and started to take the slip off.“Jeez. What am I doing?” she laughed, turning to face Don’s eager eyes, holding the slip against the top of her breasts, barely covering her nipples. “I forgot you weren’t Derek.”“Uh...” Don was embarassed, “do you want me to step outside?”“Oh, don’t be silly. How many times have we all. My sister is a real piece of work. A sociopath who hates men and uses people like pieces on a chess board. She’s got no conscience whatsoever but she’s good at hiding that from people. She can’t hide it from me. She got married to some sucker who was on welfare his entire life. I pity the fool. He doesn’t know what she is. Oh, well. She’s his problem now. The further she stays away from me, the better I’ll feel. Seriously. She’s got diabetes too and both she and her husband are having trouble. I can feel the cool air on my unprotected clitoris. I start to cry....A door swings open and suddenly there is light in my face. I hear a bunch of clicks that turn lights on all around me, seemingly pointed at me. Above my head a see a bunch of screens....I'm being recorded from every angle. My naked breasts, my wide spread vagina....I can see it all. I hear footsteps and a shadow darkens the area between my legs....."Mr Carlton? What have you done to me? What's happening? I don't.