Its breath misted the pane, its yellow eyes visible through the thin fabric of the curtain. He prayed to whatever deity might be listening that it wou...dn’t pry open the window and find its way inside.It moved on, lumbering around the side of the building, reappearing at the window on the far wall. The living room was at the corner of the house, and it had two large windows, one facing North and the other facing West. Again its long claws scraped against the glass, squeaking like nails on a. Though they soundedgenuine, to my empathic senses, they seemed to be faking and were alittle afraid of the small red eyed brown haired girl. There wasdefinitely a hint that they were deferential to this seemingly weak girl,which was odd.The rest of the group as a whole seemed to be about strength and power,they had a distinctly macho vibe coming off them even some of the girls.I puzzled over the subgroup, a little not sure why they were different."Maybe they're some sort of gang, and the little. Maybe even this coming week, when thatsilver-haired financier she'd been with for the past month returnedto his wife on the West Coast. All she had to do was call Georgeup to ask his advice about some financial matter or other, thenbring the talk around to marital fidelity. Maureen had it in herpower to destroy both of us, I realized, by uttering only a fewwords. And she'd already declared her intention to do just that.Unless ....Yes! That clinched it! Never mind how fantastic it. Had he always been like this? How did the girls at Hogwarts even stop themselves from jumping this man at every turn?Harry gripped her by her shoulders and turned her around so she was facing Bill with her back to Harry. She felt his cock push against her ass cheeks and then snuggle into her asscrack, its head pushing at her lower back. And then she felt the back of her transparent gown tear with a loud rip. The smooth skin of Harry’s palms made contact with her bare back and Fleur realized.