This time, I wasn’t able to hide the shock on my face. So much so, Scarlet actually laughed a little. At the same time, she pushed my hand more firm...y against her, and I could feel the contours through her shorts. Involuntarily, I extended my middle finger a little, reaching the bottom of her snatch, and Scarlet inhaled sharply. “What are you doing?” I finally managed, because I was genuinely confused, despite how clear her signals seemed to be.She laughed a little more. “You stare between my. I asked him How do u know it. Did you see her, Don’t made stories with a poor girl.I acted as decent in front of them. By the way I got the cell no. of that girl. Everybody had it. Anyway I tried that number that night itself. Oh yaar, She was very busy. I think you guys know the reason well. I tried more than 10 times, but no way. She’s very busy 2,3 days went like the same of first day. I frustrated a bit. The discussions about sex go on in our lunch time. At that time I came to know that my. I was very tempted to grab them right there, but I still fought to maintain a shred of decency, and I forced my fantasies out of my mind. I moved my hands to her stomach, slowly rubbing the lotion into her flat stomach and over her flared hips. It was a moment of indecision as my fingers grazed over the bottom of her breasts. Both of us groaned as I finally made contact with the bottoms, and I quickly pulled my hands away. "Daddy, would you please put lotion on my breasts," she asked in a cute. “That wand belonged to he-who-must-not-be-named I’m sorry to say. You and… and… and he…” Ollivander lapsed into silence and Harry said.“But that one didn’t work. This one did.” He liked the look of the wand he had in his hand. The wood was faintly red and the grip where he held it was a little rougher making the thing feel stable in his small hand like none of the others had. “How much for this one.”“Take it.” The old man suddenly looked just that, old. He waved them out as he turned and walked.