“Anna!” I said. “And Mister Hanson. And yes I do remember you.”“I hope this is all right,” he said. “I know you are still kinda hurting....��“Hah! I hurt a lot worse and a lot more often in prison, believe me,” I said. He looked down.“What are you here for,” I said, addressing the man. So far Anna had not joined in the conversation.“A lot of reasons, I guess. But mainly to see if we could somehow heal the rift between us,” he said.“Oh, how do you figure to achieve that lofty goal?” I said.“Our side. James pulled back and Karen relaxed until James slammed forward again, his 7 inch cock embedded almost fully into Karen's now deflowered cunt. Karen felt a wave of sharp pain, but James kept pounding his cock in and out, all the way deep into her and then back out. Karen lay there still flush and excited, but the pain pushed away her near orgasm. James thrust again and again until he too quickly emptied his balls into Karen's pussy. James pumped several spurts of cum deep into Karen. This was. I sprayed herwith her favourite perfume, Meow by Katy Perry.Finally I fastened a name badge I had ordered with the dress onto herapron. It was pink with white writing which read, "Sophie, Sissy Maid."Just in case anyone who saw my sissy was in any doubt what her newposition in life was. I then locked her into the dress using a goldpadlock which had "Sophie" engraved on one side, and "Sissy Maid"engraved on the other."There you go sweetie, my pretty sissy maid. Give me your best twirl andpose. It was my wish too. I happily agreed to go since I was loving to travel long distances; that is too to a very attractive capital city. I always loved to visit Bangalore. I had visited there twice before, once with schoolmates on excursion and once after Padma’s marriage. I had very much loved that city. Hence, I was very enthusiastic to accompany Padma. We both left to Bangalore at 10pm from our town. We were supposed to reach Bangalore by next morning at 6. Lights were put off, after bus.