Lavender wanted girl talk. Hermione had never had a girlfriend she could talk to about boys. I mean they’d talked about sex a lot in the last few da...s but it had been mostly technical…Hermione broke out into a sheepish grin and giggled. Hermione didn’t usually giggle but she couldn’t help it looking at Lavender’s face. “First question,” Lavender looked all business now, “so, which one of them made you scream like that and when’s it my turn?”“Oh.” Hermione was surprised to hear Lavender was. As I thrust upwards you lower yourself on to me completely, we kiss deeply, we can not get enough of each other. We are both lost in the ecstasy of the love making. I begin to lose my breath and my testicles get tight, just then you stop as if to punish me again. You tell me I have to wait and that your are not done yet. You begin to move away from me but grasp me by my cock and lead me to another room, while keeping eye contact the entire time. As we enter the room you tell me to wait. "He ain't dead," he told me, his voice shaking as he dragged out the soldier who had been moaning and crying almost the whole time, his shrunken privates still exposed."Throw him in," I said."Ain't you gonna kill him?" the young man asked, looking sick. I wondered if he had ever shaved."He'll die, can't have much blood left. Look at the trail he left. Throw him in." The body flopped limply into the pit, still twitching.By the time the five bodies lay tangled together in the shallow hole, one. His shoes glistened like a mirror, and my God, he looked handsome. She threw the screen door open for him and stepped back as he entered her living room. After Jack entered he took a few seconds to let his eyes adjust to the room. He extended his arm to present her with the roses and for the first time really looked at her without the blinders and the haze of his anger and hurt to distort the view. The sight before him was much better then his thought of a young Beth last night. Here was a.