”“She took it to get it serviced near her hairdresser. My other question was, what would you do to her?”“Should I tell you or show you?”“...how me.”“Maybe we should put some towels on the bed. I'm pretty sure your folks wouldn't be pleased if they could tell their bed had been fucked in.”“I already thought of that,” Goldie said, pointing to beach towels that were folded on the dressing table chair. “Look what I found.” She opened a nightstand drawer and pulled out a tube of personal. I tryed to cover it but i saw her staring as if she never saw one before. she realised that i saw her looking and her face went scarlet. I thought about what Ron said earlier and decided to try it. But i was tired and i went to bed that could wait until tomorrow. The next morning we had the day off an every one was outside on the grounds every one except Me and Hermione. As i entered the common room i saw her siting in a couch reading a book. I walked up to the armchiar opposite her and sat. " I could tell from her tone she was serious, and to tell the truth, moving hurt more than the blow. Two more strokes fell on my bare ass. Each of the stripes on my ass continued to sting. "There, now let's put a salve on those wounds," she said. "Don't move." I wasn't even thinking about moving. She let go of my nuts, and fiddled with a container. I felt a cool sensation as she applied the salve to my bare ass, and then reached around and rubbed my sack. She pushed the butt-plug to. For the next two and a half hours he wrote, paced, drank, went to pee, then wrote some more. His mind wasn't on what he was doing at all, and he had difficulty putting the words together. What he was thinking about was the girls, and how he was going to handle things in Lynn's absence.The temptation was going to be there, staring him in the face every time he turned around, and it was going to be damn near impossible to ignore it. Could he? And if not, what would he do? The question plagued.