“What did you do that for?” Harry asked uncertainly.“This is an empty classroom,” Luna said absent-mindedly as if that should explain everythi...ng.“Oh,” Harry replied uncertainly.Luna smiled gently and pulled her arms out from the sleeves of her Hogwarts robe.Harry had no idea why she was doing that and before he could ask her; she pulled it off and placed it neatly on a nearby desk. Underneath her robe, Luna wore a yellow t-shirt with the text ‘The Quibbler’ on and a knee long matching skirt. On. It was then that I felt Jenny squeeze and pinch my nipples. I was the one to moan. I did the same to her, after all turn about is fair play in lover's games.I heard moans from the mats. I knew then that we were not alone. It did not stop me from my quest. It was my intention to take her to the stars with pleasure and gently bring her down.I left another trail of kisses on her body, this time headed south. As I reached her navel I swirled my tongue in it just to her giggle. She was ticklish. "The dull glow morning peaked into the room as it penetrated a small tear in the window dressing. The shaft of dull sunlight touched the mirror and with a shriek, the glass went dark.Erik awoke and stretched. He felt relaxed and rested. The nightmare had not plagued his sleep and he had slept through the entire night undisturbed."Oh! What a relief. It is still dark..."He rolled over and began to close his eyes to go back to sleep, when he inadvertently noticed the time. The grandfather clock in. He parked his car in the parking lot -- not the Mercedes, but the six-year-old Honda Civic that he drove when working prospects, to show how frugal and environmentally conscious he was. The old car made the right impression on some people, and this time, he'd deemed it the safer choice.He walked into the restaurant, and looked around. There, in a booth in the back, sat Jenny Easton, with the guy that had been with her at the shoot a week before. The guy saw McMullen, and waved him over to the.