On that occasion, it was Hermione's fault, for she had warned the Professor about the broom. Harry appreciated that unlike last time, on this occasion...Hermione was trying to make sure no one would take something away from him."Thanks, Hermione," said Harry. "I'll keep that in mind." Hermione hoped that the dagger would not be displayed so much. It had occurred to her that any of the school's Muggle-born student might recognize the dagger for what it was.The three joined the lineup outside. “Hello.”“Hi, is that Claire?” It was a woman’s voice. I sighed as I waited to discover what she was selling.“Yes, that’s me.”“Hi, this is Sofi, a friend of Michael’s.” When it dawned on me who she was talking about, I was stunned. He had said that he’d get someone to call, but I didn’t think it would ever happen. She had an accent that I couldn’t place; Italian maybe? “Hello? Are you still there?”“Yes. Yes, I am.” I stuttered.“Michael asked me to phone you? The agency?” She had that. Ensure that I cannot take that risk! That makes me very vulnerable to all orders!There, I should have to suffer vile and degrading sessions with real pain, severe canings, and vicious torture. Moreover, I shall have to fear that YOU will surrender me regularly to dominant Shemales in my area, with the target to enforce my feminization far beyond crossdressing. These Shemales shall not only expose me everywhere as a sissy in a deliberate ridicule manor, but also train me as a pain slut who. Build. Isn‘t it just cruel to let someone as handsome as you hanging for half a year? It‘s like your girl took your dick with her. What a waste of energy.”“And I‘m sure someone with your build won‘t have a problem to find someone else. Sorry, but I‘m taken.”You get up. Your chair painfully squeaks behind you and your hand snatches for your jacket. “Nice meeting you,” you force yourself to say and try to avoid her, but her long, soft fingers grab like claws for your wrist.“She would never.