The clearing was covered in high billowing grass and it would make agood bed substitute. Harry continued working on Hermione with kisses everywherefin...ally she lay down on her back.�I really like you Hermione,� Harry said reassuringly and started unbuttoningher trousers. Hermione didn�t reply, she had not expected this and was tornbetween lust and self-respect.Harry tore of her shoes and pulled her pants down, she wore white lace knickers.The lace was in front so he could see some of her pubic. Sure, I could get a job real easy at the Wal-Mart or even waitressing for shitty pay and hoping for good tips. I hadn't heard of any museums looking for apprentice anthropologists anywhere.My old room looked just the same and I found my diary still locked in the writing desk where I had placed it 4 years ago. Looking back on my thoughts as a 17 year old inexperienced teenager, I had to laugh at my naïve attitudes about sex and thing that seemed trivial to me now.The entire narrative about how. Slinking slowly towards Theodore, she let her hips swing wildly as she moved and noted with pleasure that his eyes travelled down her body.“Shall we commence with roll call?” She asked coyly as she neared the side of the bed. One eyebrow raised in question.“Yes Miss,” Theodore replied. Still trying desperately to keep it together, he overcompensated to ensure his voice remained steady. The side effect; an insanely low and sensual tone that was too much for Mihara to bear.First placing one knee. .. what if... there were lots of what ifs. She talked them over with Sean. He had similar doubts; similar misgivings, but the sexual excitement overcame all of them. Yes, he had experienced the jealousy of another man touching Ginny; another man kissing and caressing her, as well as the experience of seeing her enjoyment with the sex, but all these were overshadowed by the sexual excitement received from watching her being fucked by other men. There was just something about watching hard, dark.