"We’re almost there, baby," Hermione whispered, moving in further but even more slowly than before. "Push out; it will make it easier."He concentrat...d on relaxing, on being as open as possible, and she slowly slid the rest of the way in. He looked up at the mirror.She had never looked as lustful as she did then. Her eyes were closed and her mouth half-open, tiny beads of sweat running along her forehead, and then she stuck out the top of her pink tongue to wet her lips. Harry bit his lip. He. I gasped in a weak voice, "Paint it black! Oh, god, paint it black."This clearly scared the hell out of the rookie cop and bought me back from my daze. As I gathered my stuff under the eyes of the now more diligent cop, I remembered the argument.When we had rented the house it really was quite a dump. The guy that owned it said he would give us a break on the rent if we did some of the work ourselves. That seemed okay with us since we both liked to do that sort of thing.We had painted. ’ So I did. I reclined back in the chair a little to peek around the corner. I heard some soft music click on and then heard the oven door creaked open and closed. I caught glimpses of him moving efficiently throughout the kitchen while I had a fine view of his backside bending and moving this way and that. Yes, I admitted to myself enjoy the view. Within minutes he was back in the dining space with oven-mits on his hands that looked like fish and a casserole dish that he actually placed on a. Anyway, all of a sudden he's layin' into the CSIRO and how they meddle in business and then he begins cursin' you. So I remembered you and how you helped Shirl and gave a talk at the Wine Institute. And I thought I'd call and tip you off, 'cause he's layin' for you." Well, thanks. What was his name?" Darrell." Darrell. No, I don't think I've met him. But thanks again. And say hello to Shirl for me." I sure will. You take care now."I looked at my watch. Still a bit of time. I called Sue, but got.