You’re right. Many of my friends—my straight jock friends, at least—fit into that category.”“What about outside influences? Is there anyone ...ou can open up to?”“What, you mean admit I’m gay to? Hell no! I’m not giving someone the power to torpedo my career. There’s too much riding on my future to squander it.”“I understand you’re not into relationships, but having someone to work through issues can help. I’m not suggesting a romance, but stopping by to talk isn’t risking much.”“Except that. "I know," she said as she walked up. "The car is older than either of us, but it runs and Dad says it's safe, so I can drive it." It's more car than I have," I said. "For now, at least." Cindy had put her hair up in a ponytail, which was better than the big hair girls were wearing down in North Carolina. She wore a t-shirt that hugged her breasts, a peach skirt that came down to mid thigh, and some cute tennis shoes. "Cindy, this is my mom and dad, and my brat sister, Amy"."I am not a brat!". Since this was my 31st birthday andI had been feeling sorry for myself for a couple of weeks forbeing “over the hill,” Shiela had talked Marcia and Linda intomaking my birthday a very special one.Both Marcia and Linda began by kissing me on and about the face,while Shiela began somewhat lower. She took my semi-soft penisinto her mouth, and gently sucked on it until it was as hard as arock–which naturally didn’t take long. As my cock swelled toits fullest proportions,. “Knowledge is power, Harry,” he whispered to himself. “Together, we can—”“Draco, if you go down that path—”“I HAD YOUR WORD!” Draco cried out. His voice echoed down the corridor and reverberated in Harry’s ears. Slowly, reluctantly, Harry nodded his head.“Yes,” Harry said, “we had an agreement. And as long as you’re here to help me see that the Centaurs are victorious, well, I guess—”“You still don’t get it, do you? It’s not about the Dementors and the Centaurs. You think the darkness is gone?.