"No not you Mrs. Baxter?" smiled Lee being sarcastic. "It's not likeyou've even dropped a hint here or there have you?" Oh please little miss innocent... of course I never beat around thebush," said Mrs. Baxter. "Now you can say all you did was lean in andtalk and I'll take you at your word but don't forget I'll be relayingback to your mother whatever I find out is the other side of the storyso did you want to change that answer before we move on?" Of course I don't," groaned Lee mortified. "And. I turned around after getting dressed to see Kyle in a small powder blue Speedo. His penis was making an indent right in the middle. He didn’t turn it up or down, just left it.“Do you like it?” he questioned.There was no doubt I did. “That is hot.” And with that I pushed him onto the bed and kissed him on the lips. He ran his hands down the wetsuit to by butt and rubbed so smoothly I almost laughed because it tickled so much.“Lets go down to the beach.”We started off with a nice early morning. ”But this day, I was wearing a very open weave linen shirt. Since I didn’t want strange looks from my fellow musicians, and wasn’t expecting to do any activities that would bounce my boobs, I had not worn a bra. So my boobs were giving me growing pains. Between that, and the broken spring, and being overheated, I was not a happy camper. I dug a rubber band out of the case, and tied it around the key as an emergency repair, and began to get my music in order. I had just gotten it all set, and. "Grindelwald stood, surprisingly spy for someone his age. "It is not in Parseltongue," he said. "It's in Phoenician." But that's a dead language," said Skeeter. "There has been no speaker of Phoenician for thousands of years, ever since the Romans crushed the Carthaginians in the Third Punic War. All that remains of it is the alphabet and a few words." I am amused that you would contradict me," said Grindelwald. "Would you permit me to refute you? I would have to approach you to do so." Skeeter.