The car interior was dark and I could hear the radio and mum and dad chattering away as the music played, but more than that, uncles hand was softly s...roking my bare back, my shirt had come loose from my skirt as I lent forward, and he wasted no time on making contact with my bared flesh.In the darkness and solitude my senses were alive, the removal of any sense heightens the others, and it felt nice feeling him roam the expanse of my back, I purred as his finger tips caressed and toyed with my. He had a good brief and got off with a slap on the wrist but his particulars were certainly floating around there if they ever got good enough to connect the dots.He ran down the empty field inside the fence and exited only a block from his house. There were no police cars in sight and he made a beeline for the garage door. He slammed the door down because he didn't want any coppers snooping around in the junk scattered around the messy interior.It was a good thing he had returned home. She later learned from Snape that the instructions had not bothered to mention that one only used the right side of the leaf, for everyone knew that the sinister side of a tree leaf was unsuitable most potions. This kind of error, where she displayed ignorance of what was common knowledge of plants, had been coming up increasingly often, and it was maddening for Imogen. Yet she was so busy with Transfiguration and her other subjects that she felt she could not spare the time now to start. After all, these so-called ‘friends’ had gone and convinced my father to part with some extravagant amount of money for me to go along with them on this stupid trip. Curse of having rich parents, it seemed to me right now.I trailed behind the group of twenty-seven other people while they were busy making plans about what they were going to do when they reached the summit. One of the boy’s uncles had a cabin that had been granted to him for use and he was busy describing the cabin’s beauties to.