Still a gang bang and that really bothered me.I have long brownish blondish hair, at that time almost always had it down. Blue eyes, and about 5ft1. I...have a curvy body, and a few extra lbs. . I enjoy horse riding and jogging in the woods, seeing a few close friends, chatting online. I was always a bit shy and didn't have many friends. I had a couple of friends I was very close to. Still am. I had a couple of boyfriends but none lasted long, I guess I was too shy and a vanilla. I liked to. Crabbe led her through a darker passage in the room then stopped, looked around then turned to Hermione. “I’ll clean you myself” said Crabbe. He then took out his wand, pointed it at Hermione, then whispered, “Scorgify”. The cum immediately disappeared from Hermione and her face felt like it got a breath of fresh air.Crabbe used his wand to tie Hermione’s hands behind her back and cast a spell on her to prevent her from biting down or closing her mouth.“Now you will service my prick you dirty. The blood trail led to my front door, which was locked. Holy fuck, I realized, it's locked, the fucking door is locked. The fucking bastard had a fucking key! I checked and my sliding glass door was still locked as well. I run to my room and grab my phone, I try to dial 9-1-1 but I can't, the phone isn't working, somehow I get someone on the line but they think I'm joking. I sit on my bed freaking out. Should I go to the apartment office and report it? I'm too scared to go outside but I'm not. It was a good looking young woman. "I`m terribly sorry," she said. "You look very wet. Can I give you a lift and take you to where you can dry out?" "You could, but I'm so wet I'd spoil your car's upholstery." "You won't. The upholstery is leather which won't be damaged so get in. Where can I take you?" "I live in the village ahead," I told her and sat in her car. "I should have seen that water," she said. "It was entirely my fault. Im Hazel, by the way." When we arrived at my bungalow I asked.