Lydia lifted it to the top of her head allowing it to spill in increments back to her shoulders. She gathered it behind and turned to admire her long ...mooth neck. It had the poise and attributes sought after by the finest painters to be rendered in oils for eternity. She tilted her chin in the fullness of wanton pride. She was surrounded daily by tedious plainness! Lydia gloried that true beauty was hers alone and so reached down her sides sliding hands across hips and waist: so exceedingly. ??What if I hurt you, darling.?Only her lovable but dizzy Fauna could have come up with that one, Fianna thought, choking back a laugh. Fauna was already distraught, she mustn`t laugh at her at this critical juncture. Still, it was a crazy thought. Fianna, the champion gladiator versus Fauna, an exotic dancer and pleasure slave, and Fauna`s biggest worry was hurting her opponent. Fianna ruffled Fauna`s hair. ?Don`t worry about that you silly sweetmeat. You won`t touch me except if I have to let. My gaze was broken when he moved towards my prostrate body.As I lay there on my back, he slowly forced his foot down onto my righthand, crushing it against the gravel. The pain was excruciating, but Idid not want to give Ross the pleasure of getting a reaction out of me.Thus, when he moved his right foot towards my left hand, I compliantlymoved my hand closer; it was not a conscious decision, and even now,typing this, I do not know why I did it, but the result was that Rossstamped his foot down. Hermione examined Harry from head to toe as if hewere a science experiment. He stopped leaning up against the sink and heattempted to walk, feeling as if they were his first steps all overagain. He had a new feel of gravity due to his new height, body shapeand chest. He kept hold of his now-to-large pants with his right handwhile he felt his new thin waist with the other. He walked around thelavatory trying to get used to his new body as he stroked his hand downhis arched back down to his.