Hermione Granger didn't haunt me beyond high school, although I did have one scare when J.K. Rowling published the final book, Harry Potter and the De...thly Hallows, where Hermione's middle name was revealed in the reading of Dumbledore's will. You guessed it: Jean! My heart froze when I first read that line lying in bed one night, the paperback still shiny and un-creased. I had visions of undergraduates parading around me in the student union cafeteria calling out "And To Miss Hermione JEAN. I found myself wandering where I might go to jack off. There’s nothing like pulling yourself off in a strange unexpected place. Then I realised that there were two movie theatres upstairs, one hetero and one gay. I bought a ticket and drifted up stairs. I went into the hetero theatre and watched for a while getting more and more turned on at the screwing on the screen. A huge orgy was taking place on with some of the most beautiful girls you can ever imagine taking it from every direction. I. "Very impressive," came a soft voice. Without haste Igwanda turned to the source of the voice, a middle-aged man with something of a paunch who was emerging from the convenience store. In his hands was a shotgun, the muzzle trained directly on Igwanda."Let me introduce myself, boy," he said, still softly. "I'm Cal Perkins, and I'm sheriff here, and I do believe that impressive beating you just handed three of our upstanding citizens has earned you a little trip to my jail." For self-defense?". Stan begins to wiggle in protest but I grab his hair and remind him that I am in charge. When he realizes that this is the case he submits and I resume my flow. The hot flow empties out of me and all in his face. I tell him to open up for the last little bit and fill his mouth with the remainder of my pee. He swallows without me having to tell him. His is getting the picture now. I tell Stan to get up to his knees. I know how much you want to fuck my sweet pussy but you have not earned it yet..