"Harry did not find his employer in the carport, but this was expected. He would not have been summoned to the mansion on Christmas morning for mundan... reasons. He was ushered into the lounge, where Robert Kendall sat before a bottle of twenty-one year old scotch and two glasses.Harry kept it formal until told otherwise. He stood in the doorway, erect and proper, his hands folded before him. "Yes, Mr. Kendall?"Robert gave him a somber look as he picked up the bottle. The neck clinked against. It would have been hard to lie to each other though, since we did everything together. We weren’t just lovers, we were best friends. I basically lost all my ties with the guy friends I had. I did everything with Holly. I know the saying ‘bros before hoes’. But we all know that’s BS. Come on, if you were in my situation, with this woman, you would have done the same thing. I guess the real important thing here is that Holly and I were in love, and we both knew it would never end. And we knew we. An old sorcerer, or so he claimed. He ran a shop of… magical oddities. I showed him the arrow. He definitely recognized the runes, and when he did, he became terrified and wouldn’t say another word to me. After they attacked the Manor the first time, I went back to press the man for more information. He was gone when I arrived.” “Gone? Gone like dead?” “Gone like vanished,” Rael clarified. “Every sign of him and his shop was erased. Like they’d never been.” Her ears flicked as she looked. With my palm on her boobs, I expected a reaction but there was none. That have me one more reason to start pressing those big melons. I felt like cumming a number a times but somehow managed not to. The caressing, pressing of boobs continued for a good 30-40 mins and just before we reached the destination I had stopped myself.On reaching the destination, everything was normal and my aunt had no reactions whatsoever. After dinner, while we were on our way back, I again see that my aunt wanted to.