Flynn had expected it to be one of the bandits, making sure Flynn was still in the cell. Nobody came through, however, as the boy heard only a click a... the door, and the footsteps rushing away.Curious, Flynn slowly got up and checked the door, pressing his ear against it. He heard nothing but the sound of metal against metal as the bandits fought against the King’s soldiers. Giving the door a light push, Flynn was pleasantly surprised to find it unlocked.The door swung open slowly and Flynn. People saw the Railroad Crossing sign and slowed down and looked both ways. Then, if the way was clear, they proceeded on their ways. That was too simple for a bureaucrat. Since it worked and was simple, the bureaucrat had to fix it.Along came the expert who designed the underpass he decided was needed to replace the simple crossing we had used and had worked fine for years. The dirt was gouged out from under the tracks and trestles installed. Whoever designed it got his measurements wrong and. We hummed a song together. After that I started a casual conversation. And she joined in. We talked as we always did, before the incident the night before. The tension between us went away. The ice broke. We were able to look at each other again. And honestly, it felt great to be able to do so. Then I tried it, slowly began to move the conversation on what happened the night before. It was fragile territory. She noticed me being nervous and took a shortcut. She told me that she was into kinky. Amy, what about Amy? Itried remembering what she looked like but her face seemed fuzzy tome. The clothes were just my size. I read a tag and it said size 4. Ididn't know what size 4 meant but they fit. The panties fit like aglove and I had a bit of trouble with the stockings and garter. Thebra made my now developing chest push up and out making me look likeI had little nice almost "B" cup titties. The top was tight andshowed my belly button. I slipped on the skirt and found a set of 4"heels.