On the way out of the courtroom, I had a brainstorm. I placed a compulsion on Sammy the Shoe to tell the authorities everything he knew about organize...d crime in our area. It turned out not to be much information usable in court, but the authorities, particularly the IRS, were directed to look at some people they had previously ignored, including some politicians.That evening, at supper, I said to Dad, "I have a serious philosophical question. If I go back in time and make a change, say killing. “You could put it that way. He’s taken my necklace that Mum and Dad got for me. It means the world to me and that bastard has hidden it near Snape’s office and he won’t give it back unless I… did something for him that I am not prepared to do. Well, not for him anyway. We haven’t been getting along for a couple of weeks…” Ginny trailed off. Although Harry didn’t show it, he was feeling pleased with the nights events and had completely for gotten about his dream. “Well look, I’ve got my. I felt like I was cumming for several minutes, wad after wad of my hot sticky cum shooting between Jenny’s legs. Finally I stopped cumming, and at the same time Jenny’s orgasm began to subside. Her body went limp, my softening cock still inside her as she collapsed against my chest, her mouth searching for mine, her tongue tasting my own tongue. The aftermath of our joint orgasm finally allowed me to focus on the room. Sally was bent over the coffee table, Mike behind her fucking her doggy. I bit my lip and giggled, “You’re so bad.” Derek leaned forward, took our cups of coffee and set them on the nightstand. Our lips met. He tasted so good, pure sexual male, cream, sugar and coffee. I moaned as he pressed me back onto the bed, covering my body with his. Our tongues explored each others mouths, his hands caressing my face, mine threaded into his hair, pulling him closer. His mouth traveled across my cheek and nipped my earlobe. “Mmmmmmmm Derek…baby… you know that’s not fair.” My.