She was a great kisser, and very good with her tongue. She turned around and started hooking up with me some more. I loved the feeling of our tongues ...ouching as my lips pressed against hers. During this, I was feeling her ass outside of her dress, and started to go up the dress to cope a feel. I felt she was wearing a nice thong that was small and tight. She slapped my hand at first, but after multiple attempts, I got my hand up there. We stopped kissing and started grinding again. She could. She even let me play withone special doll she called Lisa, because she told me that it remindedher of me. I don't know why but I took this as a compliment. We playedwith them for a time and also began to play house. When we started, momnoticed what we were doing, so she naturally made a game of it so thatwe would help her clean the house.Mom seemed to be okay with me playing with "girl" things, andencouraged me to enjoy them. In time I just thought that it was anatural thing for me to play with. .. how much of Christy’s list of things she wanted us to do did we get accomplished that night, all the next day and the next night?Gentlemen never tell.After the most incredible two days of my life, my weekend was finally over. Which is something of a misnomer, since that week, my weekend was actually composed of Tuesday and Wednesday since I usually worked at least three Saturdays and Sundays of every month. With the way Bates rotating schedule worked, one week my “weekend” would be Tuesday. " He insisted. "In the mean time we can look up the flowers, maybe even ask Professor Sprout." Or Neville." Luna suggested out of nowhere. She didn’t know why she’d suggested their lost friend, it had come to her suddenly and she had spoken before she even realized it… And now they were staring at her. Well, she’d come this far, she might as well finish her thought. "Or George… maybe he knows where Fred is."Harry nodded and went to his desk to retrieve the ring. "We can call them both at the.