.The meet up didn't go as well as I hoped. Although I missed my girlfriend she was kind of cold (whoever said absence makes the heart grow fonder) but...what I had on my mind was fucking her so perhaps what I interpret as cold was simply playing it cool ?. It was still summer vacation and with school out and parents working my mind was on going to her house and getting busy. We did go to her place but she played it so cool that I was tired of playing the game and things simply got so cold that I. “I’ll miss youTrish. If you ever need anything, anything at all, youjust let me know, ya hear?”Without waiting for her reply, he pulled her close for aquick hug before turning his back and walking away sothat she wouldn’t see the tears glistening in thecorners of his eyes. By the time he reached his car,they had turned to rivulets, streaming down his cheeksunbidden and unbridled. She watched as he climbed intothe little red sports car and sped off. She stood in the. To emphasize the point, I sat and played with the same little ball of light I'd used to impress the girl Virien. It was inconsequential magic, mostly useless for anything practical, but I did use it now and then as a focus for my concentration. It was far less ridiculous than staring into a glass ball. The serving girl was somewhat put off by it when she delivered the lavis I'd ordered. I motioned to the table and she put it down, her eyes never leaving the blue glow flickering between my. When Hermione pulled out a couple of books a four color glossy magazine fell out from where it had been hidden behind the books. There was a schoolgirl in uniform being spanked with a strap while lying over a desk. Hermione’s heart nearly skipped a beat and she did gasp. It was called Janus, a London based spanked magazine.As Sydney came up on the snooping girl who had found the Victorian novels and Janus magazine, she was aware of the ignorant bliss, dare say innocence of an exciting lifestyle.