Apparently the divorce was finalized and she received word from her grandparents that she would be going home to live with her mother and her new husb...nd who had been actually living with her mom ever since she moved out of the house. Her biological father was taking a cruise around the world and had taken his former secretary who was at least twenty years younger and would make a fine trophy wife.Her new stepfather’s name was Peter and she had to smile every time she heard his name spoken. In the broad daylight it appeared as non decent at all. Expecially in front of her boyfriend's mom. "Good morning, everyone! Good morning, D-A-D-D-Y!", she giggled, hugging the older lover of hers. She shrieked ecstatically, when being lifted up from the floor by strong hands. Ben caught himself looking at his mom's direction. He glimpsed at her bare feet which looked nice. Then he moved his eyes a bit higher. The calves. They looked plump. And their skin... it was a bit brownish. Ben knew,. The v******e of his actions only added to my steadily building terror. He pushed my blouse down my arms and allowed it to d**** over the ropes that secured my wrists. His large hand came up and reached between my breasts. I saw his muscles bulge as he jerked on my bra. The pain in my shoulders and back before the surprisingly strong garment let go caused me to cry out into the nylon panties still stuffed into my mouth. But this strong young man would not be denied and in seconds my bra was. It wasn’t until there was a quiet moment, about half an hour after they had left the station that Hermione realised that something was missing.“Where’s Jake?” she asked.“He’s...” began Susan, “ ... not here. Where can he be?”Myrtle had followed this, her English improving rapidly, but nevertheless she replied in French.“Milady, I saw him going towards the front of the train. But that was sometime before we left. I thought he must have returned.”“Well,” said Hermione, “There’s nothing we can do.