Oakman, are an exceptional designer," Bob said."Maybe so, but I am not a licensed architect," I said."This is true," Bob said. "But that issue can be ...andled. We'd like to engage you as a design consultant for the firm. Because of licensing requirements, your work out of necessity will be presented under the banner of our firm but would also include your name as the designer. Such an approach circumvents licensing requirements." I hope you're not talking about a fulltime job, Bob." Not at all.. With that he got up and told me to bend over the table and grab the far edge. He raised my skirt and pulled down my panties. Before he started to cane me, Nicole stood in front of me and said, "I bet you're enjoying this, you pansy wanker," and then she walked away. Then down came the cane. My God, I'd never been hurt like that before! Even when I had hit myself as hard as I could with the wire coat hanger at home, it had never hurt that much. And that was just the first. He built up the. I had to bury theonly Dad I really remember, my Step-Dad who completely accepted me afterI started my transition four+ years ago. He was also the man I looselybased the character of Pop from. Dealing with his passing, and the holethat has been left in my life has cause my muse to be.... Uncooperativeto say the least... I had to rewrite some areas that I had intended moreinteraction with the parents in this chapter, I just couldn't get pastthose parts though. Hopefully I was able to salvage this. She started pulling her panty down and sat on the toilet seat. I was unable to control myself as I had a clear view of a clean shaved pussy in front of me.Somehow I controlled myself and after she finished she again got up and hugged me tightly. Her panty was still down and I had a hard-on. Due to the hug, my penis was touching her pussy. After a while, she suddenly kissed me and was touching my penis. I replied properly to her and kissed back. We kissed and while kissing I removed her bra and.