Plus the clients seemed tougher in residential design. It was more personal to the client since it was their home and reflected their personal taste. ...he lure of the money, and clients that seemed to come out of the woodwork for her, tapped into her work-a-holic nature. She loved design passionately and the luxuries her hard work afforded her definitely made it worth it in the end.She had first dates with men. But she always found an excuse with a project or an appointment with a client that. I was facing the bar, with my eyes half closed, as waves of horniness flooded through my body. Thoughts of sucking on his cock, swallowing cum, licking his sticky asshole and a myriad of other desperate thoughts flooded my mind as I succummed to my overwhelming homosexual urge Just as the bartender asked me what I wanted he reached down and gave my rock hard cock a firm squeeze. I croaked something unintelligible, cleared my throat, and as my cock received another squeeze, managed to ask for a. Disobey me again and your friends will find out just what sissy you are," she informed me. "I want you all dressed when I get home or else! I'll get you a few things that fit you better tomorrow."I asked why she was doing this to me and she said that was my punishment so I would not end up being a criminal and find myself in jail for stealing. Mom would not tell me how long she planned to keep me in girl's attire. I hated wearing those stupid clothes, especially the panties, but I didn't have. Jill sat still, fiddling with her necklace nervously. "Yes, Mr. Moore, what did you want to talk to me about?" Jill asked, noticing how hard it was to look at him directly. "It's, your grades... You're failing the class. If you did your work, you'd be great. I know this, because you pay such close attention in class and you always ace your tests. However, you never turn in any homework and its holding you back. Now what are you going to do about this?" He said, sitting down next to her."Oh no!.