I laid out my unique business plan. I told her about howKathy is my fashion designer and had put together my wardrobe to presenta "softer" image. Sama...tha had a suggestion and a challenge for me. Hersuggestion: "Ditch the pantsuits Dana, it's too casual for the executivelevel. You need some power suits with pencil skirts, sister!" Don't Iknow it! I'm telling Kathy!As I awaited her challenge, I quickly scanned the Gantt chart on heroffice whiteboard. Unfortunately, I knew the question before she. Joyce was getting a thrill from undressing before those young, burning eyes. Her tits swelled up and her nipples became even more rigid, trembling with her movements. Her cunt throbbed and was very wet, her clit swollen almost painfully. She shoved the jeans down and stepped from them, then turned about slowly, letting the kids view her naked beauty, pleased with their interest."Now," she said, sitting back on the couch next to her son, spreading her legs wide and revealing the moist, pink lips. The voice on the phone sounded both a little confused and just a little suspicious.“Just what class did he get an A in? And what’s that sound I’m hearing there?!”I laughed at his questions and with the rising of my long awaited orgasm. I managed to gasp out an answer to the first question, “It was an A in Biology.” My giggles turned into moans as I finished, “And he’s teaching me everything he learnt!”As I fumbled for the disconnect button, Douglas hit. The words stun and paralyze me. Dad has given me the belt before and I never want the belt again. I was in so much pain the last time I was bad, that I wasn't able to go to school till the pain and bruising went away. I don't want that to happen again.He continues to rub at my girl part, and as he does so he lifts my jumper and my t-shirt with his other hand. Exposing my chest, he rubs at the little nubs that will one day be my breasts, and flicks at them with his fingers. This really hurts,.