” He sighed. “Make sure you don,t regret it!” “It,s really for my wife.” “Oh yes the lovely Sarah. Are you enjoying your fuck sessions aga...n? She,s one HELL of a cock sucker you know!” “Yes I know, but how do you?” “I don,t get to watch television or films much so watch people sucking and fucking for kicks! You two are highly entertaining!” “Glad you,re getting your rocks off watching us!” “Now don,t lecture me. It was younthst wished to have your sex life back so I like to see the results!”. I met Carol Smithers when I was fresh out of college and doing some freelance computer security work at the office where she worked, she was a junior personal assistant, and the entire company had been hit with a Trojan Horse. The Trojan was not designed to destroy any data; it just recoded all of their user information and deleted all of their passwords.I asked for a person from their staff with computer input skills to assist me, and the company assigned Carol. I found the Trojan, and we back. She looked like a big cat that was preparing to jump. “No,” she corrected him, “not love, Weasley. Sex. Just sex.”Ron leaned against the door. “Isn’t Malfoy satisfying your needs?” he asked her slowly.Pansy darkened again. “That is none of your business,” she replied icily.“It must be to do with that, or why else would you come here and ask me something like that?” asked Ron calmly.Pansy glared at him, and if a glance could kill, Ron would certainly be dead by now. “I want to try something. She bent down over the tub and slide her arm in feeling around the bottom. Her fingers roaming the tub trying to find this small gear. As she felt up the left side, then the middle, and then over to the right she couldn't find the gear. But as she was about to give up she felt small metal teeth brush against her fingers. She pinched the gear with her finger tips,"I've got it". She went to stand up but she lost her balance and fell into the tub.The water quickly covering her from head to toe..