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Ayesha Chapter 3 I kept the palm of my hand clenched when we left the caf?. Louise had seemed frightened in case Emma had seen her talk to me, so I couldn't risk the telephone number being spotted. As we walked down the road I kept telling myself that the number might prove useful. Louise had spent three long years being feminised by Emma. If I stood any chance of getting out of this growing nightmare it would be through understanding Emma's tactics and strategies, and only Louise could fill me in on those. In a way I was very lucky that Emma's previous victim was prepared to take such a risk and help me. Despite this I still felt uneasy about being near Louise. She was just too convincing as a woman, and I found myself responding to her in ways that might be proper if she was a girl, but certainly not now that I knew she was a man. The fact that I knew she was a man should certainly have prevented me getting an erection in her presence, so what was wrong with me? I wasn't gay. I know I wasn't gay. I had a history of several good looking girl friends. I was as straight as they come. If only I could make this all stop. Perhaps if I knew where Emma kept the photographs. But no, they were digital and if she had any sense there would be multiple copies, possibly stored on the internet where I could never find them. My only chance would be to persuade her to call a halt to this game, which meant not upsetting her in any way. Emma walked me through the high street. It was now late afternoon and the lunch time shopping frenzy had petered out making it easier to browse in peace. "As you know, Jill, your girlfriend, your current girlfriend, is away tonight. I think it would be advisable for you to keep me company until she gets back. From your obvious intentions towards me last night I don't think you can be trusted to be unsupervised while Jill is away. I feel I owe it to my dear room mate to keep an eye on you until her return, otherwise you'll probably hop into the bed of some media studies girl. Jill is such a dear girl, and I want to do what's best for her." I didn't like the sound of this. "But if you're going to spend the evening in the girl's dorm I'm going to have to lend you some suitable night wear." "Please don't do this," I said, squirming. "When I say suitable, I of course mean suitable for the panty slut that you have revealed yourself to be." "I can't do this... please, Miss Reid." I remembered in time not to use her first name. "Of course you can. Think carefully, Robert. Jill will be back in just over 24 hours. You can do as I say until then, or you can walk away now and enjoy whatever freedom you think you have for that period, after which I assure you Jill will break up with you and you will be a laughing stock throughout campus. I wouldn't have thought it would be such a difficult decision to make. Now, what's your answer?" She had her answer later that evening when I stood naked, except for stockings and suspender belt, in her dorm room. There was a look of stern approval on her face as I slipped on the peach coloured peignoir gown that she had laid out on the bed, and felt the material cascade softly down my body. The sensation of the soft, silky fabric rippled against my skin and set my penis twitching again in the confines of the lacy panties. The gown was held by the thinnest of straps, and boasted generous amounts of delicate lace at the bodice and hem. At Emma's instruction I began to walk slowly in a circle to show off the garment. Each step I took made the soft fabric slide against my skin, bringing me to full arousal. It was hopeless. How could I wear such a sexy garment and feel like a man? Emma handed me the matching robe with lace at the wrists and down the front. My senses were running wild at the touch of this garment. If this is how women felt when dressed like this, I could understand why lingerie was so high on the list of desirable presents. The peignoir set was finished off with a pair of stylish peach mules, trimmed in marabou feathers with a three inch heel. "There, you look suitably dressed for a girl's night in." Emma cupped one hand at groin level and felt the tenting effect that my penis was having on the drape of the gown. "And however much you may deny it, your body is only too willing to betray you and reveal how much you're enjoying this." Emma stroked my hard penis through the silky fabric and it felt wonderful. I closed my eyes and moaned contentedly before she lifted her hand away. "I have an idea. Lift your gown." I did as she commanded, lifting the hem of the gown delicately between the thumb and forefinger of each hand, raising it high on my body until my swollen penis was on full display. Emma ran her fingers teasingly along the shaft, producing more moans of pleasure from my mouth. She smiled mischievously and set about to tie a pink ribbon around the base of my shaft, knotting it with an ornate girly bow. "How sweet," she said. The movement of her deft fingers in fastening the elaborate knot made my body tremble. "Poor baby - all dressed up in silk and lace and desperate for Emma's touch. Do you like this?" She continued to stroke me and I nodded, babbling "yes, yes, oh yes, Miss Reid." "Undress me, slowly and carefully. But your fingers are not to touch my skin, understand?" She removed her little hat for starters and perched it on my head for safe keeping. It smelled of her - that faint smell of soft cedar wood perfume. My hands shook as I carefully slid the high-waisted jacket from her body and hung it up on a coat hanger. Her long black skirt was fastened at the side with large old fashioned buttons. It was a simple matter to undo these and slide the dress down her legs. And what a sight I saw then - Emma's legs, sheathed in real silk stockings, not nylon like the ones I wore, her sex hidden beneath the most beautiful pair of silk French cami-knickers, and her legs beneath her knees booted in shiny, oiled leather with three inch heels and laces down the side. Emma stood on one leg and raised her other one, bending it at the knee to rub it slowly and sensuously down the length of my peignoir gown. I wanted her so much and she knew it. Her black top had a series of small pearl buttons that were difficult to reach in my fevered state, but I managed to undo these and help her out of the garment without touching her skin. Underneath she wore a corset and it looked magnificent. There were ruffles of lace all round and a complicated series of tightly drawn thongs at the back that contorted her waist line into the most beautiful hour glass figure I had ever seen before. Her breasts, impressive enough in their natural state, I guessed, were pushed firmly up in the style of an 18th century low cut bodice. The overall effect made me grow weak at the knees. As I reached for the thongs at the back of the corset, Emma ordered me to stop. "No more. I think you've seen enough for the moment." She adjusted the drape of the long silk scarf that never ever left her throat. She trailed a long finger down the length of my stiff penis again and remarked casually. "You're very hard. You must be dreaming of your girl friend Jill again." "You know what's making me hard, Miss Reid." "Not me surely?" She expressed a sense of mock surprise. "But we're just girls together, settling in on a Saturday night. How very wicked of you." She slapped my bottom playfully and pointed to the bed. "Lie down sissy." I lay back on the bed as Emma took first my wrists and then my ankles and tied them to the bed posts. Jill had never tied me up before so this was a whole new experience. As I struggled against the tight bonds my body began to tremble, deliciously so, as I felt truly helpless for the first time in my life. The total surrender of power, coupled with the soft touch of the feminine undergarments made me feel hornier than I had ever done before. Emma slid her legs over me and positioned her sex close to my face. Her black silk cami-knickers hovered close to my mouth and it was obvious what she had in mind. Hadn't she described doing precisely this kind of thing with her former boyfriend? Emma's fingers stroked my body slowly, but she was careful to only stroke the parts of me that were dressed in silk, nylon and lace. She wanted me to associate her touch with the feel of these soft materials, and in time to always associate the touch of a woman with wearing these feminine fabrics. Emma toyed teasingly with her cami-knickers, almost but not quite rolling them down her body. "A sissy boy like you has to earn the sight of his Mistress naked. Tonight you'll wear a blindfold." She had one ready, close by on the bedside table. It was soft but opaque, and when Emma tied it firmly around my eyes I couldn't see a thing. But I could hear. I could hear those silk cami-knickers as they slid down her legs. I could feel her moist sex as she lowered herself onto my face. And I could feel her hand in my hair, gripping it tightly, forcing me to open my mouth and slide my tongue between her pussy lips. "That's a good sissy," she said as I began to pleasure her. Every woman is different when it comes to giving them oral sex and usually it takes a while to learn what they like and don't like. Miss Emma Reid made it simple for me - a sharp twist of my hair indicated if I was doing something wrong, and a gently stroke of my quivering penis reassured me when I was doing something right. I could feel the hard leather of her boot heels digging into my thighs as she straddled me. I could smell the sweet scent of her feminine arousal, and I could hear her soft moans as I brought her to climax throughout the night. Emma Reid is a greedy and insatiable lover who believes men are there to provide as many orgasms as a woman requires. And tightly bound to the bed as I was, I had little choice but to obey. The infrequent touch of her fingers on my penis was maddening. It was just enough to keep me in a state of helpless arousal without ever offering the slightest hint of relief. And any attempt on my part to force the issue, or perhaps rub my body against hers was quickly met with a sharp, painful tug of my hair, or the application of a sharp crop against the thighs of my legs. "You're here for my pleasure," she cooed. "Any pleasure you receive will be a gift from me to you at a time of my choosing." I thought of her ex-boyfriend, soft, fragrant Louise, and how she too would find herself expertly bound to a bed like this, dressed in silk and lace, forced to please her Mistress. I squirmed deep inside my body, knowing that this was all going horribly wrong for me, feeling the control slipping away in stages with no apparent way out. But worse than that, I could feel myself enjoying this. How could I be turned on by being tied to a bed and being forced to obey a dominant woman? To my absolute shame I was being turned on by Miss Reid, and she knew it. If I felt like this now, how did Louise feel after three years of feminine conditioning and training? The evening finally ended with a content and satisfied Emma Reid and a very frustrated Robert Conway. "You've pleased me, so you get to sleep on the bed tonight," said Emma as she untied my ankles. She produced a short length of chain that ended in a steel shackle and locked it around my right ankle. The other end of the chain locked to a round bolt that Emma had previously fitted to the wooden bed frame. Then, pausing only to brush her lips softly against mine, she undid my left wrist and handcuffed it to my still bound right wrist. Finally she released my right wrist from the bed post. I was still bound and she was still in control, but at least this way I wouldn't die of cramp during the night. Emma snuggled her body against mine and snaked an arm around my waist. "When Louise displeases me I make her sleep in a cage. You wouldn't like to sleep in a cage, Robert." Although I'd never slept in a cage I suspected she was right. The softness of her body kept me hard for some time but it was plain I would not get any relief that night. The morning however proved to be somewhat different. Emma Reid is an early riser and the first I knew of this was when I felt myself being turned over onto my back. While I squinted through sleep- encrusted eyes, Emma set about methodically re-tying my wrists and ankles to the four bedposts. This being the morning I of course awoke with my customary hard-on - my 'morning glory' as Jill used to call it. There was my penis, erect and proud, still trussed with the length of pink ribbon, sissifying it in her presence. Emma gazed down at my helpless and trussed body and licked her sensuous lips in anticipation of the next stage of her plan. "I'm going to give you a choice, which I didn't offer to sweet little Louise. I'm going to give you the opportunity to beg to wear my chastity belt. If you decide you don't want to, I won't do anything to you in return, so you have a free choice. All of this will end and you can go about your mundane life as you see fit." I gazed up at her, hardly believing what I heard. She was offering me the choice of wearing a chastity belt or going back to my life with Jill? Was she mad? Did she really think I was going to agree to have my penis locked away just because she made me feel horny last night? Was she really that deluded? Did she really think in the cold light of day I'd be begging her to keep me? At last there was a light at the end of the tunnel - I was home free. "I don't want to wear a chastity belt. I'm not a sissy." There, I said it. I stood up for myself and laid down the law. Now she knew there was no point in carrying on like this. I'd be back in Jill's arms tonight and I could put this embarrassing incident behind me. Emma shrugged her shoulders and nodded without a trace of emotion. "I thought that might be your answer. Very well then, I won't continue this any longer." I felt a surge of relief which then turned to confusion as I watched her rise from the bed. She quickly dressed, picked up her shoulder bag, stuffed some books into it, and prepared to go out. "Where are you going?" "To the University." She shrugged. "I've got work to do researching a paper I'm writing. It has to be in by the end of next week." I wriggled in my tight bondage to the small extent that I was able to move my wrists and ankles. "When will you be back?" "Later on tonight. Depends how long I'll be working." "Aren't you going to untie me first?" "No." Emma looked at me matter of factly. "We're through now, Robert. I won't bother you again." "But... Jill will be back early this evening. You can't leave me like this! She'll walk in and find me..." I broke off there, suddenly realising that this had been planned all along. "Yes," Emma shrugged her head. "She'll find you dressed up in silk and lace, tied to the bed. So?" I moaned. "You can't do this to me." "I'm not doing anything to you. Quite literally in fact." Emma picked up the steel chastity belt from her table top and turned it round in her hand. So my choice wasn't quite so simple after all. If I refused the chastity belt she simply walked out of the room. Six hours later Jill would find me here. I'd lose my girl friend and worse, she would be bound to tell the other students. Perhaps she'd even leave me here for a while and bring them in to take a look. No, I couldn't let that happen. The alternative was to beg Emma to wear her chastity belt, just long enough to get free. I'd have to come up with some excuse for not having sex with Jill just long enough for me to get the belt off. How difficult could that be? It was made of metal, true, but even metal can be cut. It wouldn't be easy, but the point was it could be done, given time, and my secret would be safe. "Please Miss Reid, I beg to wear your chastity belt." "Really?" She seemed surprised as if it had never occurred to her that I might change my mind for any reason. "Well then, let's do this properly." I was presented with my mobile phone. Emma held my gaze as she tapped in a telephone number, presumably her own, and placed the phone to my ear. I could hear the ringing tones, followed by an answer machine message with Emma's voice. Emma held a small piece of paper up to my face. "Read it." She said. I swallowed to clear my throat and read the scripted words into her answer machine. "Miss Reid, it's Robert Conway. I've thought long and hard about the wonderful way you've brought out the sissy in me. I understand now that I will never be fulfilled unless I spend my life as your panty slut." Tears welled in my eyes as I said this, but what other choice did I have if I didn't want to be discovered? "I beg you to lock me in a chastity belt, and take control of my penis. Thank you." I bowed my head in shame as Emma switched the phone off. "Well done, Robert." She stroked my head. "You did very well, and in a single take too." She reached out and carefully freed my right hand. I clenched my hand several times to restore circulation to my hand. "Now all you have to do is sign this simple piece of paper to confirm that you wear my belt freely of your own will. I wouldn't want any unfounded accusations to be made against me to the University principle after I've freed you." With a muffled sob I signed my name on the document. Emma folded it carefully and placed it in her bag. "For your information that document sets out that you're taking part in a sociology experiment for a paper that I'm writing. You've volunteered to wear a chastity belt for the period of one year as part of my study into male sexuality." Emma smiled again and I felt the jaws of her trap closing around me. "For this I am depositing the sum of one hundred pounds into your bank account. That's collateral you see, which makes it a legal and binding contract because you've been paid. Oh, yes, it's possible that you may have entertained the possibility of cutting the belt away after I set you free. It wouldn't be easy - this is strong steel after all, but I suppose it could be done eventually. The thing is there's an important clause in the document you signed. In view of the importance of your role in my paper, and the fact that my whole study will be ruined if you pull out, you have agreed to indemnify me to the tune of one hundred thousand pounds should you remove the belt without my permission. Said sum would be paid to me at a minimum of ?5000 per year. The balance would accrue interest at the current bank lending rates which are, ooh, roughly 5%." In other words if I paid her ?5000 a year, and how could I realistically afford more, I'd never pay off the balance - it would accrue as quickly as I made repayments. She had me, lock stock and barrel. Oh God, this had just got even worse. "But my girlfriend... Jill... she'll want to have sex with me..." I was crying. Emma wiped away the tears with a silk scarf. "I'm not heartless, Robert. I like Jill. She's a sweet little girl in her own way. I wouldn't want her to be unhappy. If you've been a good boy, and she asks me very nicely, and very politely, I may allow the two of you to spend some time together minus the belt every once in a while." I moaned again, knowing my relationship with Jill was doomed. Emma slid along the bed until she lay with her back against the headboard, and her hand in my hair. "Things are going to be very different for you from now on. No more playing with yourself whenever you feel the urge, and you will feel the urge, even more than before now that I've brought your inner sissy to the surface. Your penis will be so cruelly confined, so desperate to escape from its tight metal sheath. Your behaviour will improve dramatically within days of being locked up. Chastised panty wearing men soon become the most accommodating individuals, always keen to please their key holder, which is as it should be." She guided my free hand and closed it around my erect penis. The thought of what was about to happen to me had made me stiff again. "I want you to feel your penis one last time. I want you to masturbate one last time before it's locked away. So long as you're belted you'll never touch it again. You'll only ever receive orgasms when you're trussed up in tight bondage from now on. Many men in that position soon come to associate sexual pleasure with bondage and petticoats. Given enough time you may find it difficult to achieve an erection without either. Louise for example discovered that earlier this year. I dressed her up in male clothes one night and gave her the chance to masturbate in my presence, without being tied to the bed. The poor sissy was quickly in tears - she felt confused and bewildered and couldn't get hard. Only when I forced her back into pink petticoats did she achieve an erection. Of course by then it was too late and the belt went back on. There were such tears that night." Knowing this was my last opportunity for some time, I played with myself, feeling the thick shaft between my fingers. Emma poured a little baby oil over my penis to aid with the lubrication. "Oh, but you're enjoying this, aren't you?" I moaned in reply and closed my eyes as I stroked up and down, enjoying the sensation of the slippery oil on my skin. This was one moment of pleasure I was going to prolong as... my eyes suddenly snapped open as I felt something hard and slippery press itself into my asshole. Emma had poured baby oil over a small rubber dildo and was efficiently penetrating me with it while I masturbated. It hurt, sending sharp stabbing pains through my ass, as Emma patiently worked the stiff rubber implement all the way until my cheeks closed around its butt. I shook and tried to arch my body away from the intruder but confined as I was it proved impossible. Emma matched each stroke of my fingers with a warm thrust of the dildo. "This is how panty sluts achieve orgasm," she said as she trailed her fingers down my chest. "Move your hand away now!" Emma had sensed I was close to orgasm and had been varying the intensity of my strokes to delay the moment of release indefinitely. Now she took over with the dildo and began to slowly trickle drops of baby oil onto the tip of my penis. I groaned as each drop landed on my cock and slid slowly down the shaft. As hard as I was, my penis was now overly sensitive to every drop. "Poor baby, so overcome with pleasure." She could see my penis twitching uncontrollably at the slightest touch of the baby oil. I wanted Emma to touch me so much now, but my cock was left to stand to attention, straining for a touch that didn't come. "You'll be so tightly belted soon. And tomorrow we'll buy you a corset, a pretty one that we can lace you into to give you a soft feminine shape to your body." I groaned, turned on by her words, even though I was very afraid of what they meant. "You'll need to be tightly corseted with a slim waist line to fit into some of the clothes I'll buy you. I'm going to start you off with feminine slacks, soft blouses and women's flat shoes in public." I groaned again and writhed as the steady thrusts of the dildo drove my penis crazy. "But in private... oh Robert, in private I'll have you in petticoats." She smiled, seeing me lose control. "Soft, satin petticoats, with lace on the cuffs and a short flared skirt to show off your ruffled panties underneath. Little white bobby socks and shiny girl's shoes with pretty buckles. You've so much to look forward to." I knew my cock was going to explode if she just so much as brushed her hand against it. Just one touch was all it would take. But then and there everything stopped. Emma gazed down at my rigid, trembling body. "You have another choice now. I can touch you or leave you to grow soft, unsatisfied." "Touch me! Please, touch me!" "But it'll cost. It'll cost you pierced ears." "Yes, God yes, please, anything, just touch me!" I couldn't stand the sheer unbridled need any longer. "Pierced ears with pretty earrings?" "Yes, yes, please..." And then Emma Reid touched me - her fingers, covered in slippery baby oil, trailed down the length of my straining cock and I shot hot semen two feet in the air. My body was torn by the most wonderful orgasm I had ever had, and Emma Reid knew it. Then, as I lay there quivering, she picked up a DIY ear piercing kit and made two little holes in the lobes of my ears. She quickly cleaned the wounds with disinfectant and clipped two little hoop earrings in place. I felt the cold metal against my skin. In exchange for that blissful orgasm I now wore earrings. What had I done? "I know it's difficult to begin with, but you must stop fighting the feelings you have deep inside. You love the feel of the underwear and very soon you'll be ready for the next step." As she talked to me, Emma began soaping my penis with a flannel face cloth. It was flaccid now and small. She picked up the chastity belt and clipped the steel band around my waist. The sheath was metal and curved, lined with some sort of soft plastic to prevent chaffing. It was open at the end to allow me to pee, though I would now have to do so sitting down in future. The device looked strong and well made. I had no doubt that it would take serious engineering tools to cut through any part of it. I closed my eyes as Emma slid my penis into the sheath and then lowered the guard to click into place. Now my penis was pressed flat, pointing down, unable to move or grow. A stainless steel chain connected the penis guard with the back of the belt around my waist. A few adjustments were all that was needed to draw the chain snug against my bum crack. "The chain includes a small snap lock to which I can add a butt plug," explained Emma. "It will be necessary soon." A key was produced and Emma used it to lock the belt tightly shut. "There, all done." She smoothed my soft peignoir gown down around my legs again and said something about my body hair. "We'll deal with that tomorrow." For Emma was running late now. I struggled futilely against my leather restraints as she finished packing her bags and moved towards the door. "What about me?" I was still fastened to the bed. "I'll be back later." Emma smiled. "But what if Jill gets back before you do!" "Let's hope she doesn't. If not, then you have a few hours to think up a convincing explanation for what she's likely to see." "Please Emma, please..." I had forgotten to call her Miss Reid, and I realised the mistake I'd made almost immediately. "I mean Miss Reid. I'm wearing your belt now, please let me go!" Emma looked thoughtful. "Perhaps the time for calling me Miss Reid is over. Perhaps Mistress is a better word from now on." "Please Mistress!" "Yes, that's better." I must have sweated buckets over the next few hours alone. Throughout the day I heard people coming and going down the corridor outside but of course I was in no position to call for help. All I could hope and pray for was that Emma would be back before Jill otherwise I was doomed. I wriggled in my bonds, feeling the maddening touch of the sheer peignoir gown sliding over my stocking clad legs. I wanted to be anywhere but here, and yet the underwear felt good. It felt so good that a short whole later my penis tried to rise again, only to meet swift resistance from the steel belt. My penis wasn't going anywhere and nor was I. It was getting dark outside by the time Emma returned. She didn't even greet me as she walked through the door and placed her books on the study table to one side of the room. As I watched, she walked into the kitchen on those beautiful booted heels and poured herself a glass of orange juice. When she returned to the main room she sat down on the bed and released both of my wrists. I sat up and rubbed my hands to get the blood flowing again. Without saying a word, Emma passed me the glass of orange juice which I accepted gratefully and swallowed in just a few gulps. "I'll leave you to undo your ankles. I suggest you hurry - Jill will be here in twenty minutes." "Shit." I wasted no time. The restraints were off in thirty seconds and I was off the bed and onto the floor in my three inch mules. "I bought you some clothes to wear." Emma passed me a bag. Inside was a pair of light tan coloured woman's trousers, with a high waist and a button fastening at one side. With it were a white blouse and a pair of flat shoes. I have relatively small feet and Emma had found it easy to buy shoes for me. There was also some fresh underwear - another pair of stockings, and another pair of frilly panties. The clothes could pass for men's clothes at a distance, but wouldn't survive any close scrutiny. "I took the liberty of going into your room with your key. I've bundled up all your own clothes and donated them to a charity shop. Hurry up now." I slipped the peignoir off and left it lying on the floor. Emma scowled and told me to hang it properly which I did, conscious of the time slipping by. I sat back down on her bed and peeled each stocking from my legs and unclipped the suspender belt. The panties came off in a hurry and then I set about rolling the fresh stockings up my legs and attaching them to a new suspender belt covered in lace. The stockings weren't easy to slide up my legs because of my body hair, but Emma told me we'd get rid of that tomorrow. The panties felt as deliciously erotic as the previous pair and I swear if it wasn't for the uncomfortable chastity belt I would be standing to attention again with them on. I slid my arms into the white blouse and quickly buttoned it up, drawing the tan trousers up next, buttoning them down the left hand side, and slipping my feet into the shoes. My reflection in the wall mirror stared back at me. There was no doubt about it - I looked like a ponce. Emma gave my longish hair a quick brush, adding some body to it, and she applied a few touches of foundation to my face where I had been crying. "You'll want to look your best for Jill." "I don't want to see her. I don't want her to see me like this. What if she wants to have sex with me?" "Nonsense. Your girlfriend has been away for the weekend and she'll want to see you. You can't hide away!" Emma spanked me lightly on my bottom. "As for sex - you'll just have to tell her you feel tired." I stared at myself in the mirror again and felt like I was going to faint. I just looked so effeminate, even if I was wearing trousers. "These are women's trousers." "You'd rather I gave you a dress?" Emma stared hard into my eyes and I had to look away. "No. Please, no." "Then be pleased you're wearing trousers. Be pleased you haven't done anything as serious as Louise did to warrant further humiliation. And be very, very careful not to make me angry." I seriously did not want to make her angry. "But I'm wearing a white blouse." "If anyone asks tell them it's a shirt. Who can tell the difference these days?" "But it buttons like a blouse." "I will put you in a skirt if you carry on like this." "Please, no. I'm sorry." How long did I have? How long did I have to think of some way out of this? "Now come on," said Emma with a wicked smile. "Jill will be waiting for you at the station. I'm sure you'll have lots of catching up to do." To be ctd

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