”I had to undo my seatbelt to reach for the gloss and as I retrieved it, I glimpsed a sketchpad jammed beneath the driver’s seat. I looked up out ...f the window. The light was still on inside the house.I tugged the book free and flicked it open. The page was blank. My heart sank. I flicked back a couple of pages. Nothing. Further back. Finally I caught a glimpse of colour and opened up the page. It was a sketch. Easy lines in blue biro. For a second the image refused to register. Maybe it was. Some people tend to classify men as being either Alpha males or Beta males – leaders or followers. John was of that even rarer breed, an individual. He wasn't interested in giving or taking orders. He just went along doing his own thing. He had started his own business to avoid the corporate culture with its fixed hierarchy of social status.John's Farm was an example of how these traits all fit together. Despite working in a high tech field, he enjoyed natural surroundings. Trees, grass,. ...'' Says Dumbledore as the door closed and cuts off any more sound.John walks to the Library and gets out a couple of Books, then hits the Gryffindor Common Room and proceeds to Catch up on some Studies. He's halfway through his Advanced Transfiguration Book when he Heard Harmony Come into the Common Room. Everyone Held Their Breath and Sweatdropped as John finally Looked up to see Harmony looking at him. John Picked up his wand and Slowly walked towards Harmony. ''Have it?'' Asks John. "Aye,. Knowing how I much I need to feel the crack of leather against my tender skin. Then you run the crop down the crack of my ass and up my juicy slit. I moan a little loader now."You like that slut?" you ask me."Yes, Sir." I whisper to you in a husky tone. I surprise myself as my voice sounds as it never has before.You move the crop back and forth roughly against my clit. A wonderful feeling is rising up inside me. I am trying so hard to fight it off, but it is becoming more and more difficult..