Just the way I suspected my wife and her lover would have done if that stupid assistant hadn’t screwed up the shoot.I walked up to the front desk an... was immediately greeted by a young, exceptionally pretty girl. “Yes Sir, may I help you?”“Yeah, do you have the number of a cab service I could call, please?” I asked.“Of course; would you like me to dial it for you, Sir?”Funny how sometimes the slightest little gesture can affect a person’s attitude. To her it was the simplest of helpful services. “Welcome back to the land of the living,” the queen says, smiling cruelly. “We don’t recall having any children, other than what we have created.”“But you...” the young woman begins to say before trailing off with a shake of her head. “You can’t be her.”“No...” the queen strolls in front of the group, enjoying the power she has over them. “We are not your mother. I merely use that image of her.”“That’s because no matter how much you despise us, you want to be just as human as us,” Eisley. Sara threw her arms around his neck and squeezed. And as he feared she used tits and all with her hug. "Christ she may as well wrap her damn legs around me" he thought. But there was nothing he could do but hug her back. He held her close. Arms tight around her. God he wanted her so bad. He moved his face close to her delicate throat and softly tried to take in her scent. She smelled wonderful.Then she pulled back from him. "Shit did she catch him smelling her"? he wondered. Then she leaned in. The kitchen would not accommodate everyone, and so breakfast that morning was in shifts, the last one being the Weasley family and the friends of their children. One chair had remained empty during breakfast, but no one had taken any notice. That is, until another guest appeared at the door."I thought I smelled bacon. I'm starving!" said Imogen, surmising correctly that the empty place was intended for her.Bill looked at the newcomer. The girl reminded him greatly of Fleur, causing him to feel.