"Sharon glared at him, but conceded the possibility. "If her primary function is to be used as a fuck toy, you're probably right." That's what it is,"...agreed Armand, "Isn't it, Wench?" Yes, Master." Fine." Sharon's glance at the Wench labeled her 'traitor', but the slave replied, "With respect, Mistress, it IS my job. Master has indicated that I am to await your pleasure, something I am more than happy to do, but I'm supposed to be a more general-purpose tool..."Armand looked amused, adding,. "Both Val and Cece just stared at Sandy, hardly believing what they had just heard. "How can you question how much I love Bud?" Cece whined after a while. "It almost killed me to watch him last night." Then why can't you see that it almost killed him to see you at that party? Why did you challenge everything Dr. Waxman said? Why do you just keep saying it's not the same but refuse to tell the men why it's not the same?" Have... have I really been that bad?" This time, Cece looked at Val for. The Weasley brothers looked at each other, but said nothing. Imogen, who possessed only the meanest understanding of Wizarding laws and customs, was useless on a question like this. Hermione had earlier in the year demonstrated her complete lack of knowledge of anything to do with dueling, and she too was of no help. Ginny spoke up."Why don't you ask Draco to challenge you?" she suggested."He'll never agree," said Harry. "He's far too much of a coward. Look how he avoided me only last week,. FUCK OH FUCK THE NOISES I MADE FILLED THE ROOM AS 4 THICK JETS OF YOUNG POTENT SEMEN ERUPTED FROM THE TIP OF MY COCK, SOME LANDING ON MY STOMACH THE REST BEING CAPTURED IN FIONAS LACY PANTS RIGHT BEFORE HER EYES. I QUICKLEY NOTICED THE LOOK ON HER FACE WAS NOT ONE OF ANGER, SHE WAS STARING AT MY COCK, LUST IN HER EYES I THOUGHT. FOR A GOOD MINUTE SHE HELD HE GAZE ON MY COCK, STILL HARD, STILL POINTING ANGARILY IN THE AIR. THE REMAINS OF THE COME OOZING FROM THE FAT HELMET AT THE END OF MY.