“And yes, there is room in my class. We meet on Wednesday evenings at seven at the Clarksville Community Center. Wear your gym shorts, runners and t...shirt. We’ll take care of the rest.”“So ... you’re a student here too, Miss Keller?”“Yes ... I’m a student. I just finished four years in the Army and I’m catching up on my schooling. Back when I was in high school, I couldn’t wait to get out of school, so I joined the Army. The first thing they did was send me to school. I should have known,” she. I felt completely submissive dressed as a sissy and being with my Mistress who was still dressed in her tight sexy PVC outfit. I gazed into the mirror like a deer in headlights. I thought I looked silly but I knew Mistress Sarah was pleased with my look and I knew that her pussy was dripping from my obedience and from my sissy look. This alone, made it worthwhile. I would not want to be caught dead dressed as I was, in front of my friends but in Mistress Sarah's world, I was thrilled, aroused,. " Daddy doesn't even know what he's doing." Izzy grumped huffily."He does too!" Tink insisted. "He's protecting us. Daddy doesn't want to lose us like his real family." Her final words faded with a terrible, lingering sensation of despair behind them.There wasn't a sound to be heard. Utter and absolute silence embraced the dining room with a cast iron choke hold.It wasn't easy, making sense of what I'd heard. I played Tink's words over and over again in my mind.'Real family' rang in my ears. We both bonded well as we were almost of same age group. I used to address her as bhabi or sometimes just as Vidya which she preferred more.I and Vidya Bhabie were always in touch over phone, with regular calls, sharing photos and videos and jokes on whatsapp . She liked my company a lot. Vidya bhabi was 31 years old and she was having a 4 year old son. She was 5 feet 5 inches tall and had a great figure. Vidya bhabi usually wears chudidars and during functions she used to wear sarees .Now.