"In your dreams," I shot back. "I have a terrific woman in my life, andeven though I can see that you really are quite endearing." He gave methat pup...y dog look again. "I don't intend to have any men.They're just not my thing." But we can be friends? Me and Sara?" We'll see," I responded, trying to look thoughtful by wrinkling my browand tucking my hair behind my left ear again. "Let's get through thisevening first, and then we can take it a step at a time. I'm not theonly one who has to. He paused to gauge their reaction. Ive been told you havent had very much practical magic in this class he continues. Ron leaned in towards Harry. Thats an understatement he said to Harry. Yes, Mr. Weasley, it appears it is. So in the spirit of new things happening, why dont we scrap the theoretical bullshit and focus on real, proper defense against the dark arts. He finished to cheers from the students. Isnt he amazing! remarked Hermione as they exited the class, looking abit more dishevelled. "You enjoy that big thing."I was redfaced and sweating when I jumped in the car. Sandy slid in beside me and kissed me, telling me that I did wonderfully.The trip home was the same as the trip down, with her teasing my cock over and over again.When we got home, she told me to grab us two glasses of wine and meet her in the bedroom. When I walked in she was naked, except for her strap on, which was big, black and aimed right at me. She guided me around to the side of the bed where I could see. She’d been pretty, once. Early thirties, blonde, green-eyed, dressed in expensive but badly torn clothes, and filthy. ‘I’m not a soldier,’ I said, guessing that she might have been a victim of the rape squads, ‘Besides, I’m too old for that sort of thing.’ I smiled. She calmed a little, her fists unclenching, but immediately stiffened as a distant string of automatic rifle fire drifted in from the wasted streets. ‘That’s too far away to worry about,’ I whispered, listening for any other.