I'd been virtually forced into having this meeting with Michelle by my mother. Well, not exactly forced but she harped on and on about Michelle wantin... to see me as she had something really important to discuss with me. I'd had to agree just to get mother off the bloody telephone. Mother had been calling me at work several times a day and, to be honest, my boss was getting real antsy about it."You heard me. I said I want you to get me pregnant," Michelle repeated."You've got to be bloody. George Weasley's face, normally so cheerful and animated, looked ghastly in the weak Lumos light. George's self-revelation was the signal for which they had all been waiting, for George was the last of their group to descend the ladder and his arrival was the signal that it was time for them all to proceed. The light lasted for only the briefest moment, its life span hardly more than that of a flash bulb. Everyone heard Harry's voice come from the front of the line."Let's count off before we. With both hands she played with his cum, smearing it over his cock, stomach, thighs, balls. She wiped her face with cum soaked hands, licking the thicker drops of it into her mouth. He, in turn, lay panting between her legs, her cute pussy inches from his face, his hands still gripping her ass. The warm breeze through the window against their spent, wet bodies felt beautiful and perfect. Eventually she lifted herself off him and turned her body around to lay alongside him, face to face. . You quickly pull yourself together frantically thinking “There is no way I am late to work my watch must be wrong!” You rush down the street and finally you make it to your job. You were a server and cook at old Al’s diner Miss Al was your boss. You reach for the door and find it is locked. Looking in the window you see the clock hanging over the counter it read 7:52am 38 minutes before your shift was supposed to start.You breathed a sigh of relief and looked at your damn watch again but this.