I was handsome, bold, strong… I really had it all. Not that I didn’t work hard at some of it; it takes more than wishful thinking and good genes t... earn a square chest and a six-pack. But the art of communication, the gift of manipulating people? That came naturally to me, and I had no problem reaping its benefits.I still remember the party that changed my life. It was a business function, after-hours drinking in the office. I suggested to Maria, one of our younger interns, that she should. ’ Bill ran to the bathroom. He wiped himself off and returned almost immediately. Amy could tell that he was no longer just embarrassed, he was scared. He stood quietly waiting to see what would come next. Burnside and Lisa walked over the table of S&M implements, while Amy and Wendy watched. There was an assortment of paddles, crops, leather switches, straps, and martinets. Burnside handed Lisa a black leather paddle. The paddle’s surface was oval shaped, about eight by six inches. The thick. "I'm giving you one more chance son. There is a barber shop right there.We can get you a proper boy's hair cut and you can get back to your boysclothes. They will cut all that girly hair off of you and you will looklike a proper boy should. What do you want to do son?"I look up at mommy holding my hand as we stop walking and stand in frontof the barbershop in the mall.Tears start pouring down my face. "I don't want all my hair cut off likeall the other boys have mommy." I continue to cry but. ..hot saucy tongue work. No inexperienced college lass now.My hands were on her bum cheeks ...pushing her body into mine...letting her get a sense of the hardness developing quickly in my pants.Her tongue kept up the enjoyment in our mutual mouths but her hand was easing my pecker out of my trousers...she had a firm tugging grip...it was obvious; Renee was a cock lover.I hadn’t realised for a while; in my intense personal cock and mind satisfaction that Renee was easing and wriggle hip jiggling.