Up the stairs in the pouring rain she went carrying her things, trying her best to not get soaked. She fumbled with her keys and opened the door."Hi h...oney, I'm home," she said, exhausted.He walked up and helped her remove the bags from her hands and set them where she always did when she came home. The air was filled with the wonderful scent of hot beef stew, fresh baked bread, and scented candles making her stomach growl. She loved his cooking and looked forward a nice meal after her shot. He. The whole bar had become one hot glaring light. Derek felt his skin tighten and began to sweat from the heat. There was no one left in the bar except for himself and the Beatles. There were no patrons, no bodies, nothing left to suggest anyone was ever there. The tabs and the light had disappeared as well. The band was standing on the stage when Paul began to sing: “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven” The staff with the notes and words came from his mouth. I can barely move.” It was barely a whisper, but Tonks and Hermione heard it. Tonks crawled back over to Ginny on her hands and knees and began kissing Ginny on the lips. Ginny, though very exhausted returned the kiss, slipping her tongue into Tonks’ mouth, tasting her own cum. Tonks then pulled away, “Now you just relax and gather your strength while I tend to your friend. Ginny smiled, “Make her cum as hard I did, let her feel how awesome it was.” Tonks smiled, “Oh I will.” Tonks. Guys don’t cry.“Did ... you ... hurt ... her?”Each word spoken slowly, distinctly, her voice thick and lower than I’d ever heard before.Hurt Sam? Was she nuts? Wait. Stop. She doesn’t understand.“Mom, no! I love her. I could never hurt her.”Now I was crying. Jesus. This was a total disaster. Mom continued to stare at me. Then she turned to Sam, her face a little softer.“Sam, did he hurt you? Did he force you?”Sam, also in tears.“No, Mom. I love him.”Mom looked at Sam some more, then at me. That.