‘Uhn!’ You can’t help but cry out. ‘Shh…’ I remind you, and you bite your tongue, ‘Such a good girl.’ I add, pleased with you, my pris...ner. My mouth works its way down your soft, yet firm stomach, my tongue worms its way around your belly button. As I do this, I can’t help but look up at your face to see you bite even harder on your tongue. Suddenly, my mouth is gone and I let your hands fall, still entwined in your blouse, in front of you and they land on your skirted lap. You sense my. I met some of the otherguys at the dorm and a couple of them wanted to know how a "hot chick"like me ended up with a brother like Steve. I told them I was adoptedand they laughed.The kegger started at 7 so we grabbed a bite to eat and then went backto his dorm and I touched up my makeup and hair. Steve asked if I eversmoked. I said "Cigarettes are bad for you." He said he wasn't talkingabout cigarettes and with that he pulled out a bong and started fillingthe bowl. He showed me how to do things. "It was not until the four friends had crossed the school grounds and the other three had stretched out on the ground underneath the elm tree where Harry had seen his father and friends lounging after their OWLS in Snape’s pensieve the previous year that Harry tried to explain. He paced nervously back and forth, while the others frowned at him, finally starting with "I can’t believe I could have been so stupid, so careless," and he paced some more. The others exchanged nervous glances at this,. "Well, I mean - were you hiding back there so no one would see you?"He shook his head, "No. I was just thinking."Frances took his right hand in her left, pulled it to her lips and shekissed it. "Do you want to talk about anything?"He shook his head.Robbie took hold of his left hand and repeated the soft kissingprocess that Frances had just performed. "We know what it's like, youknow. Our dad has only been gone for a little while. I still expect tosee him when I come down stairs in the morning..