I learned Lisa too was an orphan. Her father had been an Italian officer and had been killed in Mussolini's Ethiopian invasion. She and her Mother had... suffered near poverty until a German officer had entered their lives. He had taken Lisa's mother as his mistress and moved them to comfortable chateau on the island of Capri. They had spent an idyllic time there far removed from any hardships being suffered on the mainland. Then the Allies had arrived and with the abrupt departure of their. We spoke to her and she said that only hymenoplasty is the solution but that too is not possible as it takes 30 days to heal, so out of question. Then I requested her to give a report that Huma had some serious infection in her hymen as it got torn when she slipped from rickshaw, so some parts of the hymen were taken out. She gave the papers, like prescription, post operative report etc.And we decided not to have sex till her wedding night. She promised me to let her fuck on her wedding night,. I told her this is fine. I appreciated her willingness to accommodate me in any way I want. This is the spirit of her which has made me wanting her more and more. I was enjoying her closeness. I got up and sat over her thighs just below her butts and moving my hands over her back and butts. I now slid on her side and said, “Reshma, let me feel you over my back. I shall now lie on my belly and you mount me.” She got up. I laid on my belly. She mounted me and started pressing her boobs from my. " What surprised me was the voice was not that of a man, but of a woman."How have you sinned." she asked"I spied on someone." I stammered out unsure if I could speak the truth of how I had sinned. "Forgive me sister, I cannot do this." As I got up to leave her cool voice washed over me once again"Have courage. Be true to yourself, state what you have done and repent. Ask God for forgiveness." the voice urged with unwavering faith and sincerity.I knelt back down taking fortitude in the.