“Very,” Albus agreed. “So now that we've had Slughorn for three years, have you noticed that he always starts the year with a contest?”“Yeah.... I bet he uses the same curriculum every year,” Matt added. “Can't imagine that much changes in terms of potion brewing.”“I bet our parents brewed the same potions,” Albus said.“I wonder if it's possible for this potion to explode,” Matt mused as he tossed a few pieces of chopped beetroot into the cauldron.”“Well, I suppose we'll find out,” came a drawling. "Tama, try and not kill any more than you must, I hate trying to get the blood stains out of my cloths." No promises Silor, you know how this song and dance goes as well as anybody. To be honest, I don't want to have to kill at all on this one unless I have no choice. I just want to mobilize the Elven people to take down this threat and get our homes in the wood back. Not that you and I have one anymore." She saw the pained look on her friends face and knew hers mirrored it.They moved out at a. Then she went limp for a few seconds, blacking out. I pressed my lips to hers and her eyes opened wide, as she breathlessly exclaimed, “OH! My God!”I asked if she was okay, and she reassured me she was okay. We lay there for the longest time, simply kissing and enjoying the moment. When my cock withered and slipped out of her, she whimpered a soft, “No, put it back in.” I tried, but it wasn’t meant to be.“We have to work on that,” she said. “I can teach you. Sex therapy is going to be my major. After reading the small sports section, I noticed a magazine on the floor in the stall next to me. I leaned down and after a few tries I was successful in grabbing the magazine. It was a copy of Woman's Confidential, and I wondered just why THAT magazine would be in the men's shithouse. I looked at he cover, which showed a picture of a girl crying, in the lower corner it gave a teaser of what was on the inside, which grabbed my attention for some reason. It was an article on how a woman could.