Let's just hang out and talk or something."Nick veered off toward the concrete racquetball courts. They were semi-hidden from everybody else."So what ...o you want to do?" Nick asked."Something new! Something exciting!" she said eagerly."Do you have an idea?" No. Do you?" No. I thought you were thinking of something." No. It's Friday. We should do something. We can't go home yet." Yeah," Nick said, pondering. "If we were in high school we could go somewhere. They're always going out on Fridays.". His first idea was to pit him in a wrestling match against another of the objects. He had selected a younger, slim but still muscular, reject from the gladiatorial school. This beautiful young Adonis was chucked out for no other reason than failing to recognise the principle arse he was intended to worship, literally. The gods had given him a heavenly mouth and tongue but he deliberately appeared to be unaware of whose cock he was supposed to suck, and for whom and when he was meant to bend. ”“Speaking of that,” Ginny began as she put down the brush she had just ran through her hair, “I had better go and find him before he makes a new one.”Ginny and Hermione walked out of their dorm room smiling and began to descend the stairs into the common room. Ginny was the first to emerge into the common room, and what she saw there made her stop in her tracks.“Mum?” Ginny asked. “Dad? What are you doing here?”“Good morning, Ginny dear,” Molly said with a smile. “Did you rest well?”“Fine,”. “He looks just like you,” he complimented. Jenny looked from Monique to the baby and back to her. She smiled and moved closer behind Scott’s chair and rubbed his shoulders. She was the first to notice the obvious.“Unfortunately my parents did not bless me with a sibling, for he is my own son.”“You had a baby?! But you’re now barely sixteen! You didn’t even tell us you were pregnant?! I hope the father hasn’t mistreated you!” Scott tersely exclaimed.“No, his father has never mistreated me in any.