Hermione looked at the nearby mirror on the wall of the common room. In it, she was leaning over the table and reading the book as she had thought. Ho...ever, she was totally naked, Harry was fucking her from behind. "Oh my God, we ARE having sex! It must be the magic, we didn't even realize we were doing it", exclaimed Hermione.The moment they saw the image in the mirror, they could see what they were actually doing. They had removed their clothes and started having sex while thinking they were. It was a friendly arrangement and indeed the only problem was thatRobert was not able to dress in his favourite women's clothes while hewas in London. At the weekend back in Lincoln he could lose himself inhis desires and dress in his wardrobe of women's clothes, readtransvestite magazines and abandon himself to his sexuality. However,while in London in the flat with Jessica he didn't dare do anything,just in case she took offence. So he contented himself to surfing thewebsites, dedicated to. .. there's a whole war I know very little about." I have a lightbulb event ... I'm going to buy that boat and sail it to the Atlantic ... through Panama and head to Australia and New Zealand." What on earth... ?" There's the ANZAC's to interview." Now she was speaking more for herself than the administrator. "I'm beginning to see why it's taking to long for the soldiers to speak out about the war. It's traumatic. Maybe we have enough in common now." That's an unusual approach." Most of the war. Now the formalities were over the MC invited the guests to take to the dance floor. At the sound of animated voices and shuffled movements, my shoulders relaxed and I felt like I could breathe again. I set my glass on the table and turned to Sarah, waiting while she pushed her chair back and stood beside me. She smiled and drew me into her arms, surrounding me with her blonde curls and floral perfume. “Thanks, Luce,” she said. “I know that wasn’t easy but it meant so much to me.” “It’s okay.”.