Not only were there Death Eaters to deal with on the outside, he realized, ones they would have to deal with eventually, but they now had to deal with...internal enemies.Ones skilled in the Imperious curse... His eyes landed upon the whimpering woman nearest the door, an unnaturally concerted expression upon her face.* * * * * Remorse... Guilt... Satisfaction....The lifeless sight before her, the one she had so ruthlessly denied the right to live, ought to instill something within her. Yet it did. . ... I know, I- ... come on, sir, just give it a chance. I think it'll-... uh huh... ... alright, got it. We'll be there. Bye."He clicked the phone, whipped open the door, and faced John, who didn't manage to get himself back in time. Of course, it didn't matter if he was listening or not."We're meeting him at five." he said, his jacket in hand, "Bring your A-game."___________________Dave pressed the brake, and the car slowed into the large, employee parking lot. They were there.John was lying. And, I intend to go farther, no matter how much you groan, whine beg and cry!”“Oh Meredith, it hurts, so much. What am I going to do? “Aria, I know it’s hard but, you’re going to lay there and take it.”Spank! Whack! Crack! Pop! Swat! Splat! Spank!Soon her jeans were down and off and Aria’s panty-lad ass was high in the air for her comeuppance. An upside down red heart emblazoned on Aria’s ass! She was amazed at the difference between the hand spanking her mom had given her compared to the. While he waited, he considered flipping on the pool lights but reasoned that with them off, Ashley might at least get topless. In her room, Ashley faced the challenge of what to wear. She couldn't think of a plausible excuse that would justify what she really wanted to do. Maybe it was time to acknowledge that what she really wanted was to feel Brad's hands and lips on her body and not just her breasts – other places too. Maybe she should admit that she might want even more. Ashley approached.