”“Stars and stones,” she laughed. She used her foot to shove him back against the door. “Let me worship at the altar of George,” she said,...completely overdoing the sarcastic humor. George knew that Angelina, and maybe even Alicia would ask her if Ron was at the same place. He rather doubted it. He couldn’t pretend to know Ron as well as Hermione did, but he hoped that Ron was as comfortable in the relationship as she was. Of course men didn’t think about relationships the same way women. .. okay..."There were a few undecipherable sounds, then something that sounded like a slap. Then another, then ten more in a steady rhythm. The next sound was of the bed frame squeaking as if someone was bouncing rapidly on it, followed by a strange mewing sound. If I hadn't known it was just mom and me in the house, I'd almost have thought she had someone in there with her. I was both repelled and aroused by the thought of my mother on her bed, legs spread for some guy. I suddenly realized. "Oh gee thanks", he replied sarcastically. "Now come on sweetheart, you know as well as I do that I don't get to go out that often. It's the first time in three weeks I gotten to relax a bit. So let your dear ole mom let loose for once in awhile", she said with a huge smile. "Yeah, I guess your right, plus the games on tonight too", he added. "Good, well then I gotta get ready, so grab whatever you want and go to town." He watched her turn and make her way down the hallway and up the stairs to. ”After her father fell into deep slumber she lay with him, basking in the warmth of his body. She remembered the many over the years when he had snuggled her in this way to sleep as a child. The memory of guilt she had processed whenever she fantasized about sex with her daddy nipped at the edges of her mind. It was because she had always thought her daddy was above shabby behavior. After having discovered the deck of cards with pornographic pictures on them in his desk drawer she realized that.