All three of us were working flat out. The bow saws were sharp and well oiled. I had filled about six punts full when I made the mistake of stretching...too far. I grabbed a branch to steady myself and it broke off in my hand. ‘Shit!’ I fell backwards knowing I would miss the punt and fall into the mud. I didn’t. I fell into Greg’s arms. His punt rocked wildly as he fought to retain his balance. I flung my arms around his neck in relief. The punt wobbled again. ‘Keep still!’ he hissed. I kept. Her name was Katherine, Katy for short, and her parents, after meeting me and Maggie, readily agreed to the arrangement by sometimes allowing Katy to bring Maggie to their house when Katy had something special to do. It worked to be a mutual blessing for us both because I could go to work secure in the fact that my daughter was well taken care of and Katy knew that she had a steady stream of income coming in; a win/win situation for all concerned.That was 3 years ago and Maggie, Katy and I. At the same time as I round her globes, our mouths open and tongues touch for the first time; ever so slightly at first. Deeper and deeper our kiss becomes. I notice that we are starting to breathe a little heavier.When we break our eyes meet again.ch other so erotically. Then I put my dick on her pussy lips and teased her by rubbing it for a while. And there she begged me to insert my dick into her pussy. I inserted it slowly and was in the momentum of pushing it up and down slowly. After that. Owww!Guilt and shame can have a negative impact on therapy, and I intended to purge these negative feelings from my client. While under hypnosis I had imparted a scenario to her that had me finding her drunk and verbose, tearfully telling her tutor about the abuse at the hands of her uncle, the uncertainty of her sexual identity, the high she got from teasing, and even her private masturbatory fantasies. This enthralled surrender of her denial was cathartic, but I wanted the truth to be.