”“Well what exactly is the problem?”“I like dressing, and I enjoy what I do when I am dressed, but I’m not sure I can say ‘yes, this is wh...t I want to do, how I want to be’, from now on.”“Let me ask you this. Do you like feeling pretty?”“Yes.” I was feeling pretty embarrassed at this point.“Do you like it when someone says you’re pretty when you’re dressed?”“Yes.” I was feeling almost naked now.“Do you like it when you feel wanted, desired, lusted after?”I just nodded my head.“Does it make you. Schneider an und fragst nach einem Termin. Dann f?hrst du mit demBus dahin, oder gehe zu Fu?, so weit ist es ja nicht." Ok, Mom." Und rufe mich an, wenn es etwas Ernstes ist."Aha, sie sorgte sich also doch. Ich auch.Ich rief bei Dr. Schneider an. Eine Sprechstundenhilfe antwortete."Hallo, ich br?uchte einen Termin?" Ja, f?r wann? Ich h?tte noch etwas f?r ?bermorgen frei." ?bermorgen? Nein, ich braucht heute einen Arzt." Ist es etwas Ernstes? Hast du Schmerzen?" Nein, keine Schmerzen. Aber ich. How’s that for fair?” “So now ye think I’m a whore do ye?” she said with a mock scow, teasing me to the hilt. “If I wanted a whore, I’d of gotten one down by the train station,” I said with a shrug. “Sorry to have bothered you, I just thought you might enjoy a vacation day.” She laughed and caught my hand like I’d planned she would and told me not to be so hasty she had to get her coat. She’d meet me by the door in five minutes, which I did. "Slowly at first, then faster, harry started moving in and out, pounding into the small redhead like a steam piston. Hermione started to get caught up in the passions of her two friends chanting "Fuck her, fuck her fuck her, fuck her... FUCK her!"Coming to herself she saw Ron was entranced, stroking his meat rhythmically. She slid off Harry, as Ginny's tiny hands and slender legs started wrapping around the boy she had wanted for so long.She moved across the floor on all fours, swaying.