We'll call you if we solve this case anytime soon. We thank all of youfor your time."Later, after everyone had gone, Zelda asked Vera to join her in h...roffice, where she suggested that a private investigator might have abetter chance of finding the collection than the police. Vera, angrybeyond words, merely nodded her head and stomped out of the office asZelda picked up the phone to call Mark Preston.Mark was a well-known fashion reporter that always seemed to have thebest and most accurate. "Hi, Daddy. Whatcha watchin'?"Bill looked up to see his daughter Betsy walking into the den. He was sure glad Betsy hadn't seen that commercial. It was totally disgusting! Bill wondered if she'd seen any of these ads when he and his wife Martha weren't around. It was so hard to protect children these days."Nothing much, honey," Bill answered. "Just killing time."Betsy sat down next to her dad and stared at the screen for a while. Bill Powell's daughter was the light of his life. She was just. This piques his curiosity and he asks her, “Is there something funny?”“No,” she said. “I wasn’t expecting something as innocent as a shoulder rub is all.”“Ahh,” he let out a small laugh of his own. “Don’t worry about that. We’re just getting started. Let my hands do their work and you relax.Close your eyes, breathe, and relax.”It was a simple enough of a request and his hands certainly did know their work. She could feel the tension leaving her body. This massage was enough to already make it. ” CRACK with that, George was gone. Wow an orgasm charm Harry thought, it was surely real, it had happened to him. Suddenly he heard a disturbance out in the hallway. CRACK. “Aha, caught you sneaking around you little vermin, take that,” Harry heard George say. “Ahhhhh uggghhhhh, oohhhhhh.” That was Kreachers voice. Harry rushed to the door, pointed his wand at it and said, “unay ocklay.” The door unlocked and the Harry looked out. Standing down the hall was George pointing his wand.