I could fantasize all I wanted. My teaching partner, Rudy, had helped me move my desk to the back of the classroom during my planning period. I had m...aintained that I could keep a better eye on my AP English students if I was seated behind them (as if they needed any guidance! Ashley Cummings was fast becoming the class scholar on 18 th century English lit and Bryan Montgomery was almost as knowledgeable as I was when it came to the beat poets). My cover story was solid though, and Rudy never. . and][ ... no, it was not easy to fuck me at first and she became a trooper with experience volunteering to do me in front of record setting crowds!]Sweet lady Lois. She could be my mentor and I hadn’t seen her in years. I used, or tried to use, my god powers to be able to see her through the ethers of time. I concentrated so hard while I held my penis firmly hoping for inspiration and I received a shock. She wasn’t the Lois I remembered now with seven kids of her own and living in eastern. She didn't realize when she came in that there would be lots of people in the bath with her. There were many children younger than her. And many assistants bathing them. The reason she was told was because she was 18 and they invited all those people. She was shocked. Not only did they make her be bathed at 18, but also with children younger than her. She was treated as a child. But she considered herself not. She thought herself an adult. The hidden reason was to test if the girl was modest. I would later learn that this trained was intended to teach the trainee to associate pain with the desire to orgasm, thus training the person to avoid orgasm without express permission.On one particular close episode, I announced my impending orgasm and the grip on my penis was eased just as the finger was removed from my rectum. To my surprise, no discomfort or pain was inflicted, as I had anticipated. Instead, my hard penis was allowed to throb and spasm under Mrs. Perkin’s watchful eye.“You.