Somehow while you were pretending you exchanged email addresses, pictures of each other, cellphone numbers, and private addresses. You even have other...online friends in common who know of your strong bond. It doesn't take much. Only the slightest amount of fear. Reality is like the back of the hand across your face. Truth turns into lies. Trust is lost. Hearts are broken. The only thing left is you trying to catch your breath and the ache in your stomach when you realize you have lost something. Ginny was now lying flat on her back staring wantonly up at the still connected Harry and Cho while the Ravenclaw young woman was on her hands and knees being shafted from behind. This new position allowed Harry to angle his thrusts so that his dick stimulated the most sensitive parts of Cho. The brunette could feel an orgasm building in her belly and could tell it was going to be phenomenal. Currently Miss Chang’s focus was upon Ginny’s snatch which was right in front of the Claw’s face in. “Yeah, good guess,” she replied, and went back to kissing. I started to feel her arms wrap tighter around my back. Then, I felt one hand move down my spine. I shivered. “You like that,” she asked, whispering the question in my ear.” “Yeah, actually.” “Good,” she replied. I felt her hand move farther down my back until she reached the tip of my pants. I felt a hand go down my pants then and her fingers work her way towards my butthole and in. I stood up straight with a yelp. She laughed.. The bed was a custom bed bigger then a king sized spring bed, made thread by thread. The covers were a red crimson silk the blanket was a large hand knitted down blanket with many pictures and emblems on both sides. Every floor in the house was oak wood and perfectly stained. She slept without a care that night.But during the night when she slept a presence watched her. Eager for it's new guest the shade crept from the ceiling, it's form looking like a black floating cloak with peering red.