Oh,that reminds me you want something to drink? I'm a whisky drinker myselfbut I can fix you a girl's drink like a margarita or mudslide.Walter: No th...nks. What about harmful side effects how are you going toregulate that stuff?Gorilla: Well, it's your loss; a drink would make all this go easier.Yea, the side effects? There's a bunch, blood clots and stuff,especially on the doses I have planned. I won't push it too much; atsome point upping the dose becomes diminishing returns. But I'm not. “Actually yes, yes you can.” She said smirking.”So get this, The final Death Eaters have been rounded up and in an interesting turn of events many of them have asked for the death penalty and for you to become the sole successor of all estates they own. Not only that but two people appear to have returned from the “execution” unharmed and proven not guilty.”“Who” Harry asked upon hearing this remembering full well the fate of his godfather.“Only the Black sisters,” Hermione said “This being. Being tipsy we had a laugh, a joke talked about UK and the gym. He got changed, he wore a white Punjabi pyjama and kurta, it was obvious he had no underwear on as the lamp light revealed no boxers in sight.Off to bed we went. After a short while I couldn’t sleep, the thought of this hunk sleeping next to me and this bulging hard on was causing me a bit of grief. I could hear quiet little snoring from Aman and I couldn’t sleep, being tipsy I had a bit of courage so I slowly started moving nearer. "She couldn't sleep alone and came in here. Come over here and get in beside me." Junior moved on cat feet to the far side of the bed, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. Sarah sat up in the bed, the covers bunched around her waist. Her bare breast caught the moonlight that filtered through the window sheers, and Junior's breath caught at the picture before him. He wished he had a camera to catch the moment, as she made a lovely picture. Shucking his clothes quietly he slid between the covers.