All that Goyle had done was to say that he wanted to take a shit and the slut began to beg him to shit in her mouth... All the time they had walk back...from the great hall to their common room, she had beg him to do it. Malfoy had the impression she would have done anything for a chance to receive his shit... How could miss book and school became miss toilet and shit...-Oh my god! Said Goyle with a grunt... Ok bitch! Head back, eyes to the roof and open your mouth.What a good toilet... Thought. At one stage it looked as if I would be chargedwith killing them, either murder or a lesser but still serious chargeand I had to wait nine weeks before I heard that the Director of PublicProsecutions was not going to proceed, it 'not being in the publicinterest'. Perhaps the presence of one of the best lawyers in thecountry, sent for by Roxy's father as soon as she asked him, may havehad something to do with it.Of course I'd changed into my male clothes by the time the police hadarrived, they. She waited impatiently, noticing a faint reflection in the small glass window that was covered in paper to stop pupils peering through.The door swung open furiously.“What are you doing knocking on the door!” bellowed the man, whose face quickly turned from fury to a smirk as he realised who was stood before him.It was Mr Harrison. Physics was another subject she had little time for but ever since he had seen the girl having sex with Miss Driscoll on the school playground Mr Harrison certainly. Which is why after visiting our friend we were now checked into a hotel about ten miles away from our old home, for just one night.And so here I was sat in the bar and the man who had just come and joined me was the person who had probably cuckolded me all that time ago.There being no point in either accusative histrionics or anything else for that matter, so we passed pleasantries, as you do, and chatted over our respective drinks. Inevitably we discussed the main item we had in common - the.