His mouth gaped as he saw her touch the wood and then herself and then the wood. She was building copies of herself that were so alive he could see th...m breathe! And then in the dimmed lights he saw her nakedness, reddened with reflection of the crimson wood. And then! Frowning, she kept rubbing the buttocks of one woman and then another. Finally she stepped back and removed her pants, and rubbed herself! Now he could see that she had fully faithfully reproduced her body four times over in. She was always called “Bunny” because her shape was like the classic Playboy ones from the 70s. Her IQ was less than the total of her three main body measurements, but she was beautiful with long blond hair and blue eyes.She was a nice person. When she took her envious female peers catty advice that to be popular she should let guys touch her any way they wanted to, she did indeed become very popular. It was wise of her mother to begin contraception when she did.She was a fair student in high. Below in the street, the yelling had stopped. Everyone had turned to view the second story of number four Privet Drive. The movers looked perplexed, the mother and father stared blankly, and the daughter seemed to be laughing with her hand over her mouth. To Harry’s horror, he realized he was hanging out his window in his boxers with no shirt and, of course, a severe case of bed head. He quickly pulled himself back up, flashed a half-hearted wave and smile, and shot back into his room.What a. The rain had stopped customers coming and so it was a slow day. I was rearranging some books and Elsie was behind the counter just seemingly daydreaming. I noticed that she also had one hand between her legs and was moving it ever so slightly. The dirty old bitch, I thought. Not one to miss an opportunity I crept round her back and putting my hand up her dress said I could help her with that. Opening her fat thighs, she in effect gave me permission to do her. First, I just rubbed her lovely fat.