Then, one nite I got home from my bath house shift and VIOLA, I had a room mate. I gave him the once over eye, and damn if he wasn't a pretty boy. Sho...ulder length brown hair, a pouty mouth, very thin and pretty well hairless. We got to yapping and I found he had problems in another dorm because the jocks were trying to fuck him. Well, HELLO, guess who you just ran in to? I let a couple days go by, secretly giving him the eye and determining this was a k** I was going to bring in to the fold of. It had been like five days since I had sex, so what ever he would have done would have felt nice. I usually don’t go that long without, you know? He was pretty good, uh, going down on me. Not really what I would expect from a working slob, you know. He was okay. It was a good thing he gave decent head because he didn’t know shit about fucking. He was being slow, gentle, and I really don’t need that type of shit, you know? If you are going to fuck me, fuck me already. I want him to make me. Harry could practically feel it all around him. He swore that he could even see it sometimes. It was the most natural, pure thing in the world and Harry basked in its omnipresence.A smile came to Harry’s face as he felt the magical signature of a familiar companion approaching.A bell chimed as the door to Ollivander’s opened. The dimly lit shop made it difficult for Harry to see the figure standing in the brilliant sunshine, but he recognized her all the same.“When were you going to tell me. I showered her messy makeup ,hair and dress with my hot pee and left her there. That time she was saying sensless things moaning and her eyes were tearing and her hand was trying to find her ass, I guess because of the pain . I I cleaned my cock and left her there and still naked laid on the couch trying to relax and think about what should I do next. That time I though of my police friend ,he would guide me for what I should do for her r****t ,with those thoughts I got slept until the door.