"We still need to find: Nardook root, turnock juice and spectorperspe." Harry read off the list."What’s spectorperspe?" Ron asked."It’s more commo...nly called ‘ghost sweat.’" a voice said from behind them. Startled, the four boys turned to see Hermione and Ginny standing by the fireplace. "Why on earth would you need that?" Hermione asked, a smirk on her soot streaked face."What are you two doing here?" Ron asked, finding his voice first."You didn’t think it would be that easy to ditch us did. ?”“Oh, hi, I’m Alisha Moore, I am co-owner of the Singletree Ranch….and I’m very glad to meet you, Mr. Braxton.”“Please, call me Colin. When I saw such a beautiful woman in my showroom, I knew I had to take care of you personally. I’ve heard about the Singletree Ranch. Who is the other owner. Seems I have heard it is one of the biggest ranches in Colorado.”“Well, Mr. Braxton……….uh Colin, thank you for the compliment, you flatter me. The other owner is my Father, Bob Moore………..and yes, it. * Whispering. "He's totally passed out." Giggling. "Look!" More giggling. "Oh my god!" "Should I wake him up?" A hand on my thigh. Soft golden light flooded into one bleary eye, then the other. Two large dark blurs resolved themselves into the shapes of Bri and Kris. "Hey," Kris said softly. "You feel asleep." "Yeah, sorry," I said. "I guess I was tired." "Or you're a lightweight," Bri accused. "No, it was just a long drive is all," I defended. "I'm up now." "In more ways than. We’re both students at our local university where she’s a prominent member of the volleyball and dance teams. She had been a dancer her whole life and my family loved going to her recitals and competitions growing up. Jess is incredibly gorgeous and all the guys are after her. I’ve never really been sexually attracted to her until she caught me stealing a pair of her panties. 

Me: Wow, straight from dance practice, huh? 
Jess: Yeah, life is so chaotic these days. Where’s grandma at? 
Me: She.