I feel myself getting close. I think of my best friends still at school, those beautiful ladies, and how they threaten... promise... to rape me when I...get back. I can't wait. I feel myself getting closer.I take my fingers off of my body and move the shower spray up and down my skin, shuddering when it rakes across my clit.I feel myself getting closer.I pinch one nipple with my free hand, and then the other, remembering his mouth on them, so long ago. I remember being with him in this very bath. Then Hermione as she wiped the start of a tear, showed Harry her new book and the inscription Read with a Friend, she quickly said Harry when I saw the inscription my thoughts was of you, not sure why, but each time I open it I think of you, silly isnt it No, not at all, I am your friend, Mione your best friend and Ill be more than happy to read with you, anytime, just say when, now if you would like he had really missed her. Yes, I think now would be a good time, thank you Harry and kisses him. Isn't it better looking at me when you jack off, rather thanpictures? Even if I am your mother?"Bobby simply nodded, hypnotized by the sight of his mother's breasts."Still like my tits, don't you - even if they aren't very big?"she said as she reached up with both hands and began to play withher nipples, bringing them to erection."Wanna know a little secret?" Norma asked conspiritorially.Again Bobby just nodded, watching his mother fondle herself."Promise you won't tell anyone?" she half. Then they went out. I stood there dumbly, feeling exposed and alone, for what seemed like hours. Each time I went to move so much as a muscle, a voice on an overhead speaker told me to stop. After standing there until my legs began to cramp, the guys finally came back in, with another thicker hose, and pointed it at me, turning it on. Again no explanation. The water hit me like a hammer, it was a fire hose, and blasted my skin. When they finished, I was drenched, and looking down, I saw.