His first comment was that I had a nice tush andwalked with a cute swish ( I forgot to change and was wearing tight femjeans). He began the conversat...on and I just listened and blushed,denying everything - including the pics he sent. He pulled out anenvelope with dozens of large pics and explained he lived across thelake, had a telescope that would accept his camera. In addition to aboat he would take out in the evenings. He then called me by name andexplained he knew all about me including. Donna Paxtor moaned in delight, clearly satiated like I was. I stepped back from the window, pulling up my jeans and buttoning them. I stared at the juices on my fingers then bolted.I had to think. Reflect.And my reflection led me to my current position, kneeling on the floor of the deacon's office before Sunday Service, the door locked, and Deacon Bill Paxtor's slacks around his ankles, his boxers around his knees. His cock thrust at me, hard and angry.Seducing the cuckold turned out to be. Either that, or I would have sued you, and stripped you of every asset you possessed. No, Miss Jones, I am not here over legal matters. It is far more serious than that." Rowling took hold of Jones' head, and forcibly turned it to face her. Now they were looking directly into each other's eyes. Jones saw only anger in Rowling's eyes; Rowling saw fear in those of Vivian Jones, and much, much more."Yes, my Muggle friend. You were very careful to cover your tracks. I could never prove in a court. She wandered over to an apple tree, plucked a shiny green apple from the branches and rubbed it against her arm. "nothing like some fresh fruit in the morning" she cheerily said to herself. As she was about to take a bite out of the apple, the gate flew open. Pyra hurried over to her, waving her arms around. "Fauna, come quick! the boss wants to tell us something!" Pyra was the same height as Fauna, with glowing orange hair and lightly singed clothing. Fauna placed the apple back in the tree.