Mar 14to Kathy Ms smith pushes the last rod in deep and hold it there for a minute. Hold up his legs Ms. smith says to Mommy. Mommy pics my legs up.... Mommy attaches a wooden pole between my ankles to keep my legs spread. Mommy attaches the pole to a rope that hangs from the ceiling. Mommy slowly hoists me up raising my bottom off the bed. Ms. Smith stuffs some pillows under the small of my back to help support me. Ms. smith attaches a small vibrator to the rod that is sticking out of my. Being able to walk into the girl's locker roomwithout consequence and see women in their element. Let met say thatit's perhaps a fine fantasy, but when given the opportunity? You can'treally help but feel like a creep.It was bad enough trying to navigate seeing - and touching - my own body,but the last thing I wanted to see were the bodies of people I knew,particularly when they wouldn't have shown themselves to the "real" me.I probably looked strange to anyone who might have noticed me. Her ass was so hot! I could not resist but watch her big milk tanks. She asked me to sit and I sat. She smiled at me for few minutes. She did not talk anything. In a few minutes, she showed a video on her phone and I was shocked too see that she took a video of me jerking. She had shot it secretly without my knowledge. I asked her to delete it, but she said she won’t. I told her I’ll do anything to make her delete the video.She smiled with satisfaction when she heard me say “I will do whatever. It's just me. I don't like drunks.I asked Kelly if he seemed sober, and she said yes, he just seemed to be thinking about something that bothered him.Looking back, the guy at the counter had the look. Shell shocked. He'd lost someone. I'd worn that look myself, for a long time after Audry was killed by the drunk driver. I don't like drunk drivers. Kelly didn't remember her mom. She'd been only three, twenty two years ago.Kelly went and checked on Bill and Bob, sitting in their usual seats in.