Probably he had rained on the dude’s parade, since the doctor had seemed so happy to see him awake, aka alive and kicking.So, he needed to get ready...to face the music. What the fuck was he going to do? What the fuck was he going to say to Aron? Was he going to face Alex, the douchebag, too? How much did that guy know, anyway?And it just fucking hurt everywhere.“My baby,” his mother hurried to embrace him, the moment she put foot in the room.All right, it wasn’t like he wanted to cry, but his. Carol brought out my food, and I tucked in, enjoying it as much as always.I loved the idea of the Charity, and I loved the idea of having Sam help me to do that. But I also knew he was uncomfortable with the rewards he was getting. He saw it as too much in return for the level of work he was doing. The more I thought about it, the more sure I was that he would be more comfortable as an employee than he ever would be as a partner. I could fix that.The question was, what was I risking by doing. Vernon had drummed up a little ruckus when Susan had called him on their phone. In a choice of good faith Harry agreed that it would be easier than talking on the house phone. That and the fact he caught Dudley trying to listen in on his conversations. Harry decided to stay in the Dursley’s after having so much fun with Susan and no real threat from Voldemorte this summer. He did think it was odd that Hermione sent him so many letters asking him to go to the Black home. In the end Harry. ” He measured Melissa’s upthrust bottom with the tawse... then laid it across her viciously.Tthwwaaccckkkk!Probably it was the unexpectedness of the stroke that made Melissa cry out... and squirm right down to the floor. Havers enjoyed the sight greatly. He noted how quickly the girl scrambled up and back to present herself as before. A bright pink-red band ran across both buttock cheeks.“How many of those do you think I’m permitted to give you a day?” enquired Havers.“I... ah... d-don’t know,.