.****************************************************Polyjuice Potion and the squib******************************************************I remember ho... it all started. It started the day my sister got the letter. I had been expecting it to come – always hoping against hope that she would be a squib like me. Then I wouldn’t feel so inferior.I had always been jealous of my sister. She got all the genes that I wanted, not me. Mum and dad were so happy - I went un-noticed as per usual.She got the. I was going to have a dick in my mouth... I had a shower and, about fifteen minutes later, he had arrived. He was in the lobby and was wearing a blue shirt. I nervously walked out of my room, wearing shorts, a T-shirt and sandals, and went to the lobby. There I saw a man, somewhere between 40 and 50 years old, a little on the heavy side, sitting on the couch and wearing a blue shirt. He saw me and smiled. I told him that nobody was sharing my the room and he followed me down the hall. On the. 30PM. As I cleared up everyone apart from Dan and Will had left and before I attempted to usher them out Dan asked me if there was any chance of another drink, commonly known as a lock in!Although I had no place to be I wasn’t sure as it wasn’t my pub although they were only 2 well behaved guys. Before I answered Dan told me they would pay for my time and asked me how much it would cost them. At the time I was getting like £5 an hour so I told them my overtime rate was £10 an hour. Dan promptly. "And how are the bride and groom thissss morning?" he hissed.Gor was instantly at the bars, his strong arms straining to get at their tormentor. Lars carefully set the tray on the floor several feet from the cage and pushed it to them with a long wooden pole. He had obviously fed Gor before and knew better than to come within reach of the ape for whose scars he was largely responsible.Adrienne pulled the tray through a small slot in the bottom of the bars."But there are no utensils," she.