Sal was turning to go because he wanted to get finished with the cleaning chores before noon. He wanted to watch the Yankee game. He stopped because h...e was certain he could see tears flowing down the sitting woman's cheek from under her long flowing hair cascading down onto her bowed shoulders. It wasn't any of his business, but he heard himself ask the question that started it all."I hope I didn't step on your hand or anything, Mrs.?" Oh, no, Sal, I just was feeling a little blue this. ”“Lorelei watches out for me. She’s a good friend. I told her the car belonged to a friend and that piqued her interest. Without going into details I explained how last night I found myself stranded in a bad part of town in the wee hours, that my cash and credit cards were taken, and that my friend rescued me and crashed in my guest room in order to take me to work in the morning. Lorelei said, that must be some kind of friend. I said, yes, he is. HE?, she replied and gave me a wink and a. "The way she conducted herself today was, if I may say, in the best traditions of Gryffindor house, although it is unfortunate that she earned herself an indelible black mark in the books of Professor Umbridge. Perhaps in the Ministry's books, as well. Imagine volunteering for detention, when expecting that the punishment would be a week's torture with an illegal artifact."Unknown to Imogen, her use of the time turner earlier that day was not in fact her first. She had been subjected to its use. It looked like he was auditioning for a part in a vampire movie. Madelaine screamed in pain but continued to beg for mercy, if not for herself, then for Mellissa.'Please, not the girl!' she pleaded. 'Me! Just me! Oh! God! Not the girl! I'll give you a good time if you'll... ' but Turk punched her in the stomach and she sank to her knees, gasping for breath.Melissa had started by resisting, but by the time I had pulled her stretch-jeans half off and had a little feel of her pristine pussy she.