"Ibelieve you have family here, why don't you introduce me to them." Thiswas not a question, but more like an informal command.Percy led Mrs. Umbridge...over to his relations who stood patiently."This is Fred, George and that's my only sister Ginny." Percy saidnervously.Becky stood there with her mouth wide open. "What about me? Aren't yougoing to introduce me then?"Percy looked Beck straight in the eye. "You are no relation of mine.You are even more of an embarrassment to the name Weasley than. . the one you all watched grow up on TV. Anyway, I've been dating Troy for four months now, and I care for him--a lot. He's not like any boy I've ever known. He's smart, funny, kind, gentle and sweet--not macho at all. But there's just one problem--he is a boy! As much as I try to deny it, I'm just not sexually attracted to boys. The feelings I have are for other girls. I suppose I should just break up with Troy, and find a girl, or a woman, that I can love. But there's something about him that. " Standing beside the bed, they undid each other's pants, SHE letting hers drop with a wiggle of her hips before kneeling in front of Sarah and peeling hers down, kissing the well cropped black pubic hair when it was revealed. After removing the last of Sarah's clothes, pushing everything under her feet and tossing them away, she stepped out of her own clothes and they were naked. "Lay back on the bed, beautiful Sarah." When Sarah did, SHE propped her head up with all the pillows and lay on her. It wasn’t a bad kind of silence, just contemplative and strangely restful at the same time. I kept my own mind away from memories of Helen’s last days at home and her strange erratic anger and general mood swings. I tried to think about later memories, about moving away from the house and my mother stepping in to take care of the kids so I could go back to work. And of course, all the memories of my daughters growing up. Twelve years had gone by so fast, and I suspected the years ahead would.