At this moment only poetry was capable of describing how I felt and even that seemed barely enough. I glanced at the clock. It was way past midnight...as we got up to shower. I washed her hair and sponged her down with lavender soap. I’ve always preferred the natural smell of a woman to artificial scents but she seemed to appreciate my efforts. We dried each other and she asked me what time it was. I told her and her eyes lit up, “Can you be a darling and make me a cup of tea? White with none.”. "I sat up again, slowly this time. "A muggle?" I offered."A what? No, a human." She got up to give me room to do the same. Strong invisible arms helped me to my feet.This was weird but par for the course. "What are you doing in my broom closet, Katie?"She shot me a look. "It's KATE," she replied, "and this is MY lab, which just so happens to be attached to your broom closet. How did you spot the door? My spells should have kept you from noticing it."The invisible arms released me and I shrugged. He just left the bra cup resting on her breast. Suzanne did the same and handed the scissors back. Satisfied that Suzanne was waiting for him to show the way John indicated that she move to be directly opposite him at the side of the bed before leaning down and sliding his hand under the loose cup on top of her breast. Within a few seconds Suzanne had done the same. With his left hand he threw the cups away before squeezing Barbara’s left breast quite a bit harder this time. Suzanne. He came over immediately. "What's the trouble?" We can't decide on the light blue or the dark blue jersey." Which do you like?" he asked."I can't make up my mind. Your mum likes the light blue and Becca the dark."Tom was in trouble either way. He turned to Alan."Would you be prepared to take photos of both and let the jury decide?" he asked.Alan smiled knowingly. "Of course," he said."Chicken!" grinned Becca.Tom grinned back. "Yup!" he said.Nell looked at him contritely. "Sorry, Tom, that was.