"If you're going to approach her, you need to do so carefully then,"Jamie says. "What exactly is her main problem with you and Sarah? Is itthe lesbian...thing, the trans thing?" I think it's just a combination of everything," I say. "I don'tknow..." If you don't know," Jamie says, "then maybe you shouldn't interfere,just in case you do more harm than good?" But I have to do SOMETHING," I moan. "It's killing me seeing Sarahupset..." Sometimes..." Jamie muses. "Merely trying is enough, regardless. A door opened somewhere and a person from the ladies side walked in. Young girl emerged from the curtains and immediately recognized her as the girl from earlier the day. She slowed her steps, obviously she recognized me too. She cast her gaze to the floor and headed towards the water dispenser. Behind her long hair I could see a smile on her face. I had a chance to look better at her body while she filled her cup at the dispenser. She too had wrapped herself in the bathrobe and carried a small. Small clinking noise as we walk slowly down the hall, to her her bedroom...the place I most want to be.She has soft jazz playing. I am guessing it is “Pearls”. She knows I like this song. While vicious and mean, she's lovely and considerate... she knows me. It's why I'm on her chain. It's why I will submit to her punishment.We walk into her bedroom. She guides me in and stands me in front of the mirror. The music makes me compliant, the softness of the light is soporific. She points to the full. Dominatrix that she had been.I had not noticed I'd been looking into her eyes until she smiled nervously and raised her hands to cover up her breast. Attempting to scoot away. I let her. Stopping her at this point would probably end me in prison. The fifteen year old girl had all the power, at this point. And intelligent as she was, she'd probably just now realized it."I'm sorry.. Saira, I didn't mean t--" Shut up, Dad," she cut me off immediately and swung her fist into my face. The girl.