There were at least 15 packages of brand newstockings, each from the expensive department store downtown. Tan, black,nude, and white...Aha! White st...ckings that would stay up themselves! Ihit the jackpot!Back to April's room with my prize, I slowly open the package of hose. Onthe package, a woman of uncommon beauty, wearing bra, panties, and girdle,all of old fashioned pin-up style, was pulling a black stocking up herperfect leg, while the other leg was crossed underneath, already encased. Scooting my foot till I create a rhythmic pressure against the front of her white satin panties in time with the hand motions of the foot rub. J's eyes flash open, hips subtly gyrating against the ball of my foot. Whimpering J grasps my ankle holding my foot where she needs it to be. This is when I notice that her panties are no longer dry under my touch. This goes on for a while.We maintain eye contact as I move J's relaxed foot to the front of my sweats and proceed to massage her other foot.. So I didn’t mind flashing my boobs to him in the interview, after all, I wanted to get this job, no matter what.The moment he said, “ you..” I had goose bumps. He was smiling and he knew that had me. There was no running around.So I got up from my chair, went over to him, and sat sideways on his lap. His face lit up. He was looking really excited and happy. He kept his one hand on my waist and pulled me close. I giggled as I felt a tingling sensation in my body.He pulled me more closer and. Slowly, the tables had been cleared of food. They were mostly empty besides a few students who still had food on their plate. The bench opposite Lavender at the Gryffindor table was empty and nothing was on the table.Testing the waters, Hermione moved herself and Harry to the table. Stepping onto the bench, Hermione then moved to stand on top of the table, Harry beside her. The invisibility blanket clung to their bodies, leaving little fabric that could accidentally brush up against.