“Good idea,” I said with a smile. “Wait for me, will you? I’ll come up too.” **** I was saddened but not surprised when our entry into the...Great Hall for supper was again greeted by whispers. “What? They’re back together?” … “How did that happen?” … “She must be helping it along a bit …” I tried to ignore it while Sirius just groaned. “Delightful, aren’t they,” he muttered as we sat down. “You’d think they’d have something else to talk about. There is a war on, after all.” “Until that. " Itold him. He went to one of the lockers and took out some socks, "Usethese." He said handing them to me.I was able to fill the cups, after all; that is what I use normally. Ipulled on the pantyhose. I couldn't wait to see how the skirt and toplooked, the skirt was a short black, tight one and the top was to diefor. It was a red sweater with loose sleeves and a cowl neck. It fitloose but not so loose as to hide my breasts. He was thorough enough to bring me some make up, lipstick and some. And looking back on how this event has played out, I'd have to say it's the best counsel I've ever gotten from that group." I can also tell you from firsthand experience that if you should be lucky enough to have a face to face encounter with any of them, your life will never be the same. The closest I can come to describing that event was like being wrapped up in my Mother's arms again and feeling that same sense of deep safety and peace sweep over my heart. My fondest hope, is that you. I had a close friend who I had known since college. He was Indian and would occasionally come over to mine to play a bit of FIFA and to generally chill. However, I also knew he came over to look at my mom. He first told me about this when he randomly came out with “yo I so would cum on your mom’s tits” while playing FIFA and I was like “wtf you twat”. He went on saying he was genuine and I just didn’t know what to say. I had mixed emotions as I somehow imagined him tit fucking my mom at that.