She smiled as she remembered a time when her body was the stuff of legends. She was far from a less beautiful now, but she no longer had the same conf...idence in her charms. In more ways than one she was more of a woman now than she was then. Back then she was petite and cute. Now she was the image of femininity and she was beautiful. She also delighted herself in remembering what a bad naughty girl she was. She recalled the time, before settling for her husband, when her promiscuity was only. We just found a hotel near Swargate Bus Stand. We headed there.In the register we registered as Mr. & Mrs. Joshi and entered the room. She was quite hesitant to enter the room, I convinced her and she entered the room.On the bed I sat near her and then started talking to her such that she can be in good mood. Then I told her that you have to remove her clothing as we had discussed over the phone. She was quite shy but she started removing it by herself. As she was removing her dress, my dick. He’s also hooked up with plenty of other women. His secretary, our insurance agent, the bartender from one of our favorite restaurants, as well as Lily, his current little dish on the side. He probably has a lot more that I’m unaware of, but I don’t ask and he doesn’t tell.He did confess to me last week about a fling he had with our friend Sara, while I was away on business in Arizona earlier this year. It just so happens that Sara’s husband Doug was also working on the road at the time. He was. When he walks in, Hedwig starts hooting at him. “Oh yeah, I should probably write Ron and Hermione.”Harry sits down at his desk and quickly scratches out, Hi guys, Sorry this can’t be too long, but I’ve had an interesting couple of days.I can’t go into details right now, but I’ll fill you in when I get to Grimmauld Place.HarryNot entirely satisfied with the letter, Harry hesitantly attaches it to Hedwig’s leg and sends her off. He then gets into his trunk and digs.