"I looked over at Kristin and shrugged, "Excuse me. Duty calls."She smiled at the pained expression on my face, "I know."I followed Mom off to meet Co...sin Who's It from Michigan. The rest of the day was spent meeting and greeting and drinking bad, really bad, wine. It did keep me from over imbibing.Finally it was over. We stayed with Uncle Jake that night and got an early start for the airport. When I finally boarded the flight back to California I felt like kissing the plane. This must be what. My mom wears even in the night. She opened her mouth wide and eyes wide and said you notice all these things also. I said I am sorry if it offended you. I don’t have any sisters at my house so I did not realise it is wrong to ask. She smiled and said I understand but sometimes I don’t wear them. I asked what do you mean by some times. She said leave it now. You will understand if your wife has the same problem as mine. I said if you feel I am your brother and a friend whom you can confide you. Now Ron was being disrespectful to both Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall and his best friend. “Look,” she said irritably, placing her hands on her hips, “I know you’re nervous, but—” “Come on!” This time, he had grabbed her hand and was nearly dragging her down the hall to Professor McGonagall’s office. Before she had a chance to complain, Ron was banging loudly on the Professor’s door. Suddenly, his whole demeanour changed. His shoulders, which the moment before were tall and defiant, had. Our faces are but inches apart as she stares into my eyes and raises one hand against the wall.A sound. A zephyr against my privates. She watches me intently. A moist poke against my bottom. OMG. Another "unhhh" from me, this time it was no purr. Still I try to hold her gaze. Invasion. I wiggle and try to relax against the inevitable. When fully penetrated, I sigh out one more low-toned "unhhh."In response, she gives me her best Grinch grin and must have pressed something else up on.