I loomed at the driver as he was driving and shifting gears.He looked at me and smiled again.I felt my cock raising. Could it be the thought of the dr...ver’s hand on what looked like a cock? But, I’m not gay so it can’t be, I decided.In the first stop, two of the people got down. My friend called me to sit in the back with him.“It’s ok,” I said. I kept looking at the driver’s hand on the gear. He saw me looking and looked at my pant.Oh! He had seen my erection! I felt shy so I kept my bag on my. " How much is that?"Well, there was the question.It seemed he was being honest with me so I decided that I'd tell him."Well, in the summer, like you, I've got more time so I usually do it in the morning. The house is quiet and I can take my time which is nice. And, I don't have to be quiet," I added with a slight giggle."Then, well, sometimes before Mom and Dad get home, then in bed later. So, three times. During school, two times usually." How do you do it? It can't be the way I do it, you've. " A trickle of power flowed through my body along my arms and into my hands, which were resting over the gash in her stomach. The surge of power took her breath away, which caused her to pass out.Relieved, I felt drained. The now familiar adrenalin slump that followed my asking for Kassandra's blessings in battle took a hard toll from my system. Sometimes I hated this society.I didn't have much strength left, but the Sister needed rest and someone to care for her; that left me to remove her. Of course, I had to video all of it and send to Mistress or post online at sites Mistress ordered. Mistress had set a date and pick a motel for us to meet. Of course, it was not a nice motel but as a sissyDirty, sleaze motels are like home and where we belong. It was then sissies job to book hotel we sissiesCredit card and in sissies name. Also, sissy had to be there 2 hours early to check in and prepare room.Then I was to text Mistress the room number. As her sissy it is my job to protect her.