That won't make it any less believable. Itcan still work, I'll see if I can try it this weekend.I sleep fitfully for a couple of hours then I snap awa...e, knowingimmediately that I'm not going to sleep any more tonight. My mind isracing through what I'm going to say and the possible problems thatmight come up. I spend a long time thinking things through and findinganswers to the questions that might come up. Eventually I know that I'vedone the best I can.I still can't sleep, I seem to be all. Hermoine's pussy still glinted in the light as it was still filled with some juices and cum from her previous sexual ordeal with Ron. Ginny wasted no time on formalities and quickly brought the two feet long dildo to the opening of Hermoine's clit. Ginny started teasing Hermoine by running the dildo up and down her labia, occasionally letting the head peak behind her folds to get lubricated by her wet pussy. Ron and Harry were staring with open mouths, clearly enjoying the show. When enough. Tall black boots with heals which make my cock ache for another go. "OK sleepy head! Get yourself ready...and make it...hot!" I guess that answered that question. I brush my teeth, comb my short hair with a little moisturizer she left on the sink, and shave, taking the time to neaten up down below before grabbing my Levis and a crisp white oxford. I grab my loafers hurriedly, for fear this highly motivated club hound would ditch me for someone more lively, and barely grasping her fingers. These guys, thebeverage and office supply delivery men especially, would hear my name onthe phone but would be surprised by how I looked.I think it also bothered them that they thought of me as a man but Iwould never helped them unload anything, preferring to stay at my desk orin the chart room. One of them, that Jerry, made some kind of remarkunder his breath about me being a "pussy" or something like that.Thankfully he only came every two weeks and I could avoid him.Besides the looks I would.