It was a Tuesday afternoon in June although I don't remember the exact date, when it happened. I had just left work. Actually I'd driven home early be...ause my wife Kerrie had called to offer me some afternoon delight. So hell yeah, I dropped everything and went home.I think that all of us have seen those videos and articles on how to avoid being mugged. You're supposed to look around you and be aware of your surroundings. You're supposed to look at the people you meet and make eye contact so. Too many students, too many old school academics and too friggin cold.Suddenly Lake Constance was in front of them and Switzerland on the other shore. They had eliminated 99% of the schools in Germany ... but, hey ... what's this?University of Konstanz; a new school as schools go ... under a hundred years old, but not by much ... the school had a private beach, there was a grass not exactly an aerodrome, more of a gliderdrome nearby. The summers were hot, fall and spring are beautiful. Winter. For weeks leading up to the yuletide, mental images of her, of her red hair, flawless fair skin, had flooded Harry Potter’s mind. He wanted to kiss her, be with her. She was beautiful, one of the best looking young women he had ever seen. Yet, she was out of reach. In a broken relationship and also the sister of one of his best friends. It was getting to him, distracting him from his day to day. His head was full of raunchy thoughts and desires all the time. He knew, of course, that Ginny. He was inches from the strange woman and he could sense the electricity. Her novice hands unbuckled his gag, the dildo still swaying from it, and his mouth was emptied. The penis gag slid out covered in his drool.His hands still cuffed behind him, the guest slowly and lovingly fed him the sandwich. With his second bite, he was positive of where his cum had gone, and once again felt an inner humiliation that he now recognized the taste so readily. He was starving, and ate eagerly. He was offered.