“Oh my!”Amelia looked at her.“Oh dear—your clothes hide your figure, dear. My goodness, you could be a fashion model.”A deep flush spread fr...om Amelia’s face down to her chest. Denise took in her youthful figure. She had a perfect hourglass shape with high, firm breasts, a small C-cup, Denise thought, and a round perky derriere. Standing at about 5 feet 7 inches, she radiated a nubile femininity.“Denise! You’re embarrassing me,” she chided.“Can’t help staring; you’re a vision of loveliness,. Then we talked about normal things for some time and she thanked me for the help and she asked me whether I can donate my sperms and I agreed to that and she asked me to come on the weekend and she gave a address.I went to the address on Saturday and it was a flat and I went to the door number she told and a Aishwarya opened the door and I was so shocked to see her and went into the house and she asked me to sit down and went into the kitchen and got me coffee and she said that I thought of. Cathy often came to campus for a weekend and I guess it was Diane's turn to visit her.The week went slowly by. Work was drudgery, TV was boring, and the campus was dead. I found myself on Saturday morning with nothing that I wanted to do, so I made some plans. I planned to drive up north tonight and surprise Diane. Then we could drive back together on Sunday. It was about four hours of freeway driving and then a short twenty minute ride on a county road to the camp. I was already looking. Not you.” Hermione raised an eyebrow to make her point. Anger boiled inside Harry, not all unlike the fateful night a few weeks ago. “I'll tell Ron. He'll be pissed, you know? More than pissed actually.” Hermione let out a sharp laugh that echoed in the room. “Ron won't give a shit. Ron has Lavender now. If he cared about me... well let's just say that he wouldn't have left me for her.” “He'll still be angry.” “His anger means nothing to me. But, Ginny might be interested to know that you.