I hadgrown fairly long over the last few months, so she had quite a lot towork with. When she felt the shape and cut was just right, out came thehighl...ights brush. I've heard women talking about this, but I have neveractually seen how this was done. After Sara put some of the lightener inshe wrapped parts of my hair in what can only be described as aluminumfoil. I think as a guy I might have detested all of the smells, but Iguess women can stand a bit more of it.When she completed the. She rose early the next morning andrushed to catch her plane home. But she took a moment to log on and let Himknow what she was doing, how much she wanted him, and that she would give herselffully to him without any limits. The next week passed slowly. Each evening, he would give her a little of histime but he was busy and could not properly instruct her. So by the weekend,she was having a hard time concentrating. She was so anxious to meet Him, afraidthat He would not take her as his. Friday. All the elves had risen with her, and several elves used charms to move all of the carts, tables and cabinets to the walls so that they were floating over a clear area of tiled floor. Dobby walked towards her in the air and stopped next to her legs. He took the robes from Hermiones limp hand and threw them aside. They dropped several feet and hit the floor below. Dobby lay Hermione back and propped her up on her elbows. Hermione gave him her complete cooperation. Breathing heavily she watched. His fingers touched my bare flesh,exploring the humid folds of my vagina, my...pussy, I thought wickedly,although I'd never said that word in my life. I knew what it was, I wasn'ta k**. Paul was touching my pussy, rubbing it with his fingers, squeezingand pinching and probing me carefully. All I could do was hug his neck and rock my hips, with my head tiltedback and gasping for air. Every part of me was alive and most especiallymy sex, more than anything else, the feeling of Paul's hand.