I had been the district technology coordinator for a few years now and I had been pushing for a service called the "One to One Initiative". Basically it would mean that every single student in my district would receive a laptop to use for school work for the year. It was an expensive first-year program, but the results were promising and showed promise of making back the money in funding for better test scores.

When we secured the grants and began shopping the project, we actually got some solid buy-in from some of the big manufacturers of computers. I guess they saw a huge influx of their technology as a positive, built-in market for future products. In any event, the fully-loaded laptops with software and webcam were less than $400 each, easily making the program viable.

I began the process of setting up the computers, installing the mandatory monitoring software, implementing filters to safeguard the kids from accessing inappropriate sites, and activating a control suite which would allow me to virtually take control of their computers if I needed to. Finally, I wrote up instructions for them to keep the laptop plugged in and open overnight each night so that we could charge the battery, perform updates, and scan for viruses.

I guess it was a week or so in when I decided to run the monitoring software to search for setup errors. Access worked fine for all computers, then virus scanners all appeared online and working properly, and finally a hardware check. As it started scrolling through the camera check going from one camera for 2 seconds to the next, I truly realized what I had achieved.

I began seeing 2 second snapshots of students at the computer. But not only that, I was seeing some of they laying on their bed reading, one changing clothes, a junior high school girl sitting on her bed kissing another girl, and one little girl -- maybe 10 or 11 -- sitting at her computer topless.

I had struggled with these feelings of pedophilia for many years and would never act on them, but this was definitely a hot development. I immediately began making notes of what I was seeing, who was pictures, and cataloging screen captures of interesting things. This helped me begin to weed out some of the boring kids.

One night I turned on the camera and saw a beautiful girl about 11 or 12 years old standing in her room facing someone that I assumed was her father. We was talking stern to her and she shook her head no. He slapped her face, so I made note of it in case I needed to report it. And then she surprised me by bending over and pulling down her skirt and pulling off her tank top. Then she laid on the bed as he walked toward her.

Was I really witnessing a girl being molested? I wanted to call the police, but how could I explain how I knew.

So I watched. The man was sitting on the bed next to this beautiful young girl in just panties. He began stroking her legs up and down, each time getting slightly closer to her panties. Then he used the other hand to rub her beautiful, flat tummy and then play with her little puffy nipples. She closed her eyes, either in lust or in hoping it would all just go away.

Then he moved his hand up and began to rub her pussy lips through the cloth panties and she suddenly jerked as if she suddenly realized where this was going. But he kept up the motions and soon she seemed to relax.

He pulled her panties down past her knees and ankles, tossing them across the room. I dreamed about how they might smell or taste.

He spread her knees apart and began kissing her little bald pussy. It looked as if he was rubbing her clit with his right hand, playing with her pussy with his left hand, and licking her as best as he could. She was beginning to understand the reason for this "sex stuff" as the pleasure began to overtake her.

About that time, the man stood up, unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the floor. A large cock was hanging out in front of him, swinging perversely as he pulled her little bottom to the edge of the bed. She must have thought he was getting a better position to eat her out as she didn't seem to even notice that he was positioning himself to enter her.

With her eyes still closed tightly he lifted her legs up to rest on his chest, her feet alongside his head. Then with his thumbs, he spread the lips for her tiny vagina apart and began to push.

Suddenly her eyes flew open and she looked frightened. But just as she was about to say something, he seemed to thrust forward with everything he had. She clawed into his back and appeared to yell out something to make him stop. But that seemed to drive him even more wile as he started pounding into this hot little girl.

After a few minutes he started spasming and then collapsed on top of her. He had obviously filled his little girl with his daddy seed. After a brief rest, he pulled himself out and grabbed his clothes, then left the room.

She lay there curled up in a fetal position as I watched and thought about what I had witnessed.

I knew it was wrong, but I was definitely turned on. Not only that, but now I had video footage to blackmail the guy -- or maybe the girl -- to get what I wanted.

But that would be another day.