We drove toward Lincoln, although I knew we wouldn’t go that far before we would turn around and head home again. Once it got dark I laid my seat ba...k and and relaxed, and began to let my husband massage my breast through my sweater, I had already undone my bra, and slipped it off. Now by looking at my pictures you can see the breasts I have, and the nipples I have to go with them, believe me they perked up almost immediately! I lifted up my sweater and even took it off, revealing my breasts,. If you wish my services in anything else, you have but to ask."With that, the woman quits the room, and leaves one very confused young man to sort out his thoughts and feelings.Harry's sitting in the Library after his encounter with Petunia as he tries to sort out his feelings Harry sat in the library, trying to wrap his mind around what had happened, or, rather, what he had allowed to happen. "How in the name of hell did I allow her to suck my cock? I swore I'd never let that. She did look gorgeous, but I felt like teasing her. Her shoes were nothing more than gussied up shower shoes, like the rubber thong shoes we had when we were kids. And I told her so, indignant, she told me the price she paid for them. After the spit take, I said something clever, but for the life of me I can't recall what it was. Oh right, something about the less is more theory of thongs. She thought I was referring to the shoes. Oh well.I busted her on her skirt, Which was short to the point. It simply was. Abigail, upon it happening, turned to run but couldn't get past me in the doorway and the Seers themselves along with Morgana's own security protocols prevented teleportation."Problem, my Mage?" I asked after stepping to the side having locked the door and giving Morgana a respectful formal bow."Not sure yet, but seems probable as we planned for it," she replied. "Welcome back ... all of you." Thank you, Mage Morgana. It seems our young Seer here may have picked up a passenger?".