Touching lightly at fist. Very lightly then it slides up your side. Just like my kisses, my hand touches you lightly at first and get more and more de...ermined to be as close to your skin as possible. I wrap my arm around you and pull your body closer to your mouth as I kiss more of your back. Back and forth across your spine. Both shoulder blades then across your shoulders. Now you are awake. I FEEL you moan. I hear your breath grow quicker. I revel in the smell of having you so close. Your. Her outfit conformed to the same slight hints and teases. Revealing enough to know she had a wonderful body, but not so much to insinuate she gave it up easily. Even though summer was still beating the parking lot outside with unending heat, she wore a white open jacket. It was light leather that could keep someone cool even in the relentless sun. The jacket was short, stopping just at the top of the suede skirt that hugged her hips and upper thighs. The white top that barely clasped together. And then the pictures of Harry and Ginny without Hermione, but if you paid attention you could tell they were deliberated taken at angles to prevent Hermione being seen, weather she was there or not. The nude pictures were fuzzy, dark and mostly of the backs of someone, with the clear, everyone can tell fake, head shots of Harry and Ginny. One showed four men and one female very dark, nude silhouettes and shagging, another with Harrys brighten face and five nude women silhouettes. The photos. Her strawberry blond hair was in a neat French twist- wait, strawberry blonde? I looked again and she saw me, smiled, and strode toward my table, making me the target of all the envious looks for once in my life. I stood up and held her chair. ‘Jill? Wow, you clean up well!’ ‘Thanks. I really wasn’t at my best the other day.’ ‘No surprise given the kind of day you were having. How are your hands?’ ‘No problems, just waiting for them to heal.’ She showed me her palms, which did look better..