“No, you can’t.” she replied, softly.Ashley went on to tell me, she had to go run errands, then she was going to have to put her SUV in the shop... it was giving her problems. She was going to rent a car, while they had it. I told her not to bother with that, I already had this one rented, she could bring me back to the airport, keep it till her car was ready, then turn it in. It was on my credit card, I would pay for it. She objected, but as usual I paid no attention, the matter was resolved. I. She saw both men staring down at her. "Well, I want, er, he needs to be dressed properly when we drop our first bomb." She smiled her shark smile and continued, "When we charge a state senator with assault and battery, white slavery and kidnapping in civil court, a whole lot of exciting things are going to happen.Judge Reynolds' court is the one I'm going to file in. He knows I don't waste time on frivolous suits and will be most willing to get this on the docket. I estimate about fifteen. After only ten minutes of waiting in the dark, Madam Pince shooed the last few stragglers from the library and blew out the lights before she also left. This left Hermione seemingly all alone, with hours upon hours of time to burn away looking for some kind of reference to the Spellbook of Desires.It took Hermione only a couple of hours before she struck gold and found a small reference to the book in one of the more recent volumes of a dark magic encyclopedia.The entry read:The fabled. I guess I should tell you right off that I'm something of a slut. No, I'm a whole lot of a slut. I love to show my body and get fucked just as much as I can. I suppose my hormone levels are high. I knew even in high school, I was rubbing myself and fingering my pussy, anything to make me feel sexy and good. Then, well, I'm going to tell you something that maybe you won't like, okay? My first sex was with my brother, Phil. He was two years older than me and one day during the summer when we were.