‘I like to keep in shape.’ No doubt, I thought to myself as I checked out her figure. ‘I see you like it too.’ She said with a smile and insta...tly I felt like an asshole. I apologized profusely and lied, telling her I was checking out her ensemble. She just laughed and said, ‘It’s okay, Rick. I know how it gets…all that time away.’ She trailed off as she said this. ‘Listen, if you would like, we could start running together and I can show you the base. There is a great track not far from here. How did I get this fetish?Well, I don´t know really. I can tell you that i somehow started many years ago, in kindergarten. We had a number of the lovely inflatables there and I remember the joy of riding them all the time. Even though nothing more happened back then, of course, the memory stuck with me.Over the years I sometimes remembered the times when I saw one in a shop window or anywhere else.One day some years ago I finally convinced myself to buy one second hand. Which colour should I. " Ron looked at her for a second and responded, "But what if it’s not a trick what if that was their plan and there is someone here at Hogwarts helping out Voldemort." Both Ron and Hermione had gotten used to saying his name without much fear. "He can't be that powerful if you can keep defeating him, No offence." Ron had told him over the summer. They all sat there contemplating on what to do next. After a while, Ginny spoke up, "I think you all should stay here and," Hermione interrupted her. He'll know what you mean."The following week I went to the tavern with some trepidation. I did what my friend said. The tavern owner gestured to me to follow him into a back room. As soon as he closed the door, he asked me what kind of man I had in mind. I told him I was looking for a husky man. He said: "I have the right man for you. He's an unemployed stevedore... he's built like an OX and HUNG like a BULL!" "Just what I'm looking for!" I told him. The tavern keeper went on: "It will.