"Well of COURSE I've been trying to slip into your bed for YEARS, woman. Why do you think I don't come visit very often? It takes me six months to mak...e my dick limp after every time I see you and those women you still insist on calling girls."He sounded exasperated, but he really wasn't. And Betty knew that. She also knew, on some unconscious level that he meant a lot of what he said about her beauty ... and maybe even what he kept saying he wanted to do to her ... with her."Well, I tell you. I couldn't sleep for the whole night and she was just tryingto fix all of my wounds and bruises. I fell asleep when the sun was alreadyup. When I woke up, she wasn't there. I found a note; she wrote that shehad to go to work and that I better stay home for couple of day. As she wasmy boss, she didn't have to report me being ill so that was convenient forboth of us. I wanted to go home and for that I had to disguise my self sopeople around wouldn't see me all bruised up. I decided to stay there. I was upset..but i controlled myself as i don’t wanted to hurt her..again i called her around 11:30 that night..while talking casually she told me to come on Skype where we usually chat..oh thank god for with chat…she was wearing a saree which was gifted by her mom for her birthday..she is looking sexy and she is showing me her saree in all angles..woww my gf is looking horny…i showed my love and praised her beauty n her assets…she also got aroused and started showing her cleavage and she went. Where there more out there just like me? I turned to the only thing rational where I could find the answers to all of my questions. I went to google and started my search. It didn't take long to figure out that what I was having issues with voyeurism. Thousands of sites popped up on my screen. I wasn't the only one all right, there were many people out there just as sick and twisted. Among the pages of places where I could learn more about this obsession was an adult chat site called.