He hated to see her go but trusted she would be back. She had, after all, packed most of her belongings neatly back into her hole. Spring passed so qu...ickly that Kokata sometimes found himself wondering if he had been cold, and if he had, how he could possibly have gotten so cold. But, really, it wasn’t a fluke of cold nor speed of time: Spring flew past because he was too happy to stop and notice the passage of time. Now that he was actually talking to her, and not merely allowing her to talk. You had to do have done more to Hermione.”“No sir, not really that ‘bird’ is whacked!”“Look I understand how you feel, but let me outline your choices for mentioning Hermione’s panty lines. Either you let me spank your bottom until it looks like a red and purple colored art piece or I can let our Gibson girl cute coed go directly to Mrs. Umbridges.I was with an ass’s eye of caving and then I thought about the spontaneous spank I had given Hermione meaning no harm and decided it was in my best. ‘I salute the Dogs of World War Two.’ The man said and raised his coffee. The congregation that was growing of the elderly that met for a morning cup of Java all raised their mugs as well. ‘I’ve seen those dogs work over there in Germany, Norway and France. Those French now they taught some dogs to go out into the battle field and find wounded soldiers.’ The man said with excitement. ‘You always say that.’ Another said while shaking his head as if he had heard it a hundred times. ‘Snow dogs,. He look at me and stepped closer. Chamon was an easy two feet taller then I was. With natural silver hair, his eyes an even brighter green. He put one arm around my waist and the other around my shoulders, pulling me close to him and kisses me full on the lips. I was so shocked I couldn't move. When I didn't do anything he pulled away and flushed a bright red. “I..I'm so sorry Aeris, I didn't mean to do that. I don't know what came over me.” “Its okay Chamon,” I replied quietly putting my hand.