4. My closest friends must be there. That was Jen and Rich so far, if she is still seeing him. I swapped two and three and then swapped three and four... As I added to the list none of the new items seemed make-or-break. 5. Attire must be dress-up. 6. Artist for drawings 7. Photos for guests 8. Flowers 9. Music 10. Dancing — how will they accommodate twelve hundred guests? 11. Theme for the wedding 12. Entertainment for guests during hors d’oeuvres, pictures, whatever Each item became more. ‘Now, I must depart’ said Voldemort as he turned back to Ron and Draco, ‘I have a long journey to Bulgaria to complete before the end of the night......farewell my most faithful servants,’ said Voldemort fondly as he tapped the top of the head of Ron and Draco with a cold, blooded hand, ‘I’m sure you will enjoy my little present,’ and with that Voldemort stood up and swiftly departed the room. After a few moments, with a smug final grin at Bellatrix, Ron and Draco got up and hurriedly left the. He’s fixing me…but I don’t think he means to…He wants my body for himself.’ Again the shudder overtook him, Michael closed his eyes, still stroking her hair, murmuring softly… ‘Pretty hair…pretty hair…my sister’s pretty hair…’ schooling his face back into it’s former, somewhat vacant stare, only to begin blinking suddenly. ‘He’s right, Angela. You do have pretty hair.’ The voice was Michael’s, but cool, and distant…the cadence not at all like her brothers’ fragmented but soothing tones. She. She feels his tongue moving downwards over her lips. His tongue continues further until it reaches her tightly pulled asshole. She feels his tongue moving in circles over it as she pushed down. As she does so, the doctors tongue moves into her butt. Shannon gasps. The gasp turns into moans as his tongue begins to fuck her young virgin asshole. She covers her mouth with her hands to stop from making too much noise. Just then the doctor stands up and walks over to the door. Shannon sees him lock.