My cock was getting harder and harder and I was speaking less and less. I had to get out of there so I could jerk off. "I've gotta go!" I said. "Oh, o...kay," said Dave.I ran out of the door and got in my car. I drove about three blocks away, pulled into an alley, and jerked off right there in the car. Then I drove home, stripped naked in my room, and jerked off four more times. A couple of days later I went back over to Dave and Lois' house and Dave answered the door. "Hello there, you left in a. They were in an area of the Forbidden Forest not frequented by students, and with no real chance that Skeeter would be heard, Hermione had been content to let the writer rant on and on.Eventually Skeeter's voice had grown hoarse, and becoming calmer, she looked at Hermione with more objectivity. Skeeter's captor had a hint of a smile on her face, and was clearly enjoying her victim's histrionics. The threats meant nothing to Hermione, and once the woman ceased herraving, Hermione spoke."Now. You didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know what she was going to ask."Would you mind if I shaved you?" she asked demurely."Not a bit. I had done it once in hopes that my wife would have thought it erotic. She instead thought it was odd," I told her."Well, I think it would be very erotic and will add a new dimension to our intimacy."She began with the electric trimmer, carefully and slowly removing the thick patch around my now very stiff erection. She then covered the area generously. Stella hoped her Dad would approve from wherever he now rested.She and her Mom missed Dad very much. He was only thirty-two when he was killed four years ago, just a year older than Mom.The only problem was the long walk between bedroom and den, Stella mused. But at least there were no squeaky floor boards to announce Eric's frequent nightly walks down the dark hallway. Only the squeals and moans would tell of the young man's visits. *****Stella's year in Germany passed quickly and she had to.