Overcome by curiousity, he broke the seal.There was a rush of wind, and a flash of fire, and suddenly, Jacob was no longer alone. Standing in front of...him was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, her glorious body clad in a harem outfit straight out of his fantasies. He was so awed by her bauty that it took him several minutes to note that she was a head taller than him, had pointed ears, and skin the color of a lightning bolt.As he realized this, she looked at him."Greetings mortal," she. The book loving witch had fuller hips, a rounder and more inviting bum, and larger breast. Hermione’s smile also showed her teeth were perfectly sized.“Hello Harry,” Hermione whispered. “Tonks showed you the wonders of the female sex and now I’m going to show you the wonders of the female butt. Just hold still…I’ve prepared myself for this. Mum and dad made a tape of this act and mum really likes it.”Those words had the wizard raring to be in his best friend’s rear. Hermione quickly obliged her. "Yeah, fucking wonderful," confirmed Mark. After the two of them had been sprawled on the bed for a while, Marsha decided to check on the washing. She came back to announce that the items were clean, but now they needed to dry. "You are not in any hurry to be anywhere are you, baby?" she asked Mark."No, none at all," replied Mark, who was happy to spend more time with this woman."Do you often wank men with your arse on trains?" Mark asked after a bit of thought."Ha, I have done it a few times,. ’ ‘And tell me George, how did the fight start? Wait, wait, did it have something to do with haiku?’ ‘You know it did.’ ‘George, why can’t you just go to a poetry reading and let the poets read their poems, good or bad just let them read them.’ ‘But it’s wrong Karen, dead wrong. I mean when they stand up and read a sonnet, it more or less is written in iambic pentameter and fits a set rhyme scheme. I mean they don’t stand up, call it a sonnet and then read an ode, or a triolet, no they read a.