.."Let me get you a drink to makeup for that indiscretion."I took a gin and tonic, then watched as he faded away into the crowd,leaving me at the bar....As I stood there I saw that I knew who mosteveryone was, only a few eluding recognition. Nobody seemed to knowwho I was though, which was just fine with me, because while notuncomfortable, and dressing as a woman seemed easy enough, I didn'tplan on doing it again."Hi there," came a voice from behind me. Turning, "I saw you over hereall alone and. 'I see you recognise your ex-wife sissy'I started to babble something about being forced to do this and it not being something I wanted to do.'You will shut up and behave now sissy or the video you made will be presented before the courts showing them what kind of father you are'I bowed my head knowing I was beaten.'You know how I expect you to behave sissy and I expect that from now on. Do not fail me, do not try and bargain, do not stray from acting like the complete and utter simpering sissy. Have you ever thought what being a slavegirl might entail?" Adriana stared at me confused. I smiled and continued explaining, "Slavegirls in ancient times were used in a variety of ways, such as satisfying the desires of their master. All sorts of desires. Do you understand what I'm saying?" I gently touched the girl's bare thigh with my fingers, then slowly began running a hand up the girl's slender leg."What are you doing?" Adriana began to exclaim. "Stop it!"I quickly snatched the girl up by. When she saw him coming up the trail, she took off her shirt and bra and started to dig through her backpack for her bikini top. Her breast were moist from the strenuous hike and her nipples were hard from thinking about him. She made sure to look for her top long enough for him to get a good look at her, then she started putting on her bikini top. Then she looked up at him and waved. "Are you ready for lunch" she asked. He said he was and moved off the trail to join her. He sat cross legged.