Mary was dry heaving beside him, the contents of her stomach having been left far out in the water. Alyson was crying on the other side of her. Mary a...nd Alyson had briefly gone under with the boat, but had somehow escaped. They broke surface on either side of another life vest. Mary and he had insisted Alyson wear it. He'd had to half-drag Mary to the beach against the pressure of the wind. It hadn't been easy swimming in his canvas deck shoes, despite his almost legendary endurance, but he. At the Hufflepuff table, some of the students were dueling by proxy, allowing charmed cutlery to fight on their behalf, while other students laid bets on the outcome. Slytherin was only a little bit more restrained, the table rather noisy in showing their enthusiasm for one of Zabini's stories.While there were some boisterous students at the Gryffindor table, a number of the students in that house did not join in the revelry. This was partially because they were missing Ron, who usually made. The nurse pushed her black rimmed glasses back on her nose and double-checked the lock on the examining room door.She lifted her white stockinged leg to the examining table and pulled her red panties to one side displaying the soaked and closely shaved slit for the young girl to rub with her inquisitive finger. Soon they were both trembling with the emotion of the moment and the attractive nurse was unable to control the spurting of her female juices all over the girl’s silly procedure gown. .." when he gently murmured something about fixing the bag. Randall wasn't running his full mental process, either, but he mused that the last time the bag had been close to arranged properly, he'd been on the bottom, so he again rolled the whole system over, which worked well with Darla Jean clutching him. This closed the worst of the leaks and gave Randall the use of his hands; he managed to get the bag zipped and Darla Jean's bag back atop them -- even finding the blanket and fashioning it.