The Dursleys vehemently rejected anything “peculiar.” They rejected Harry in particular because his mother, who was Aunt Petunia’s sister, was a...witch who went to Hogwarts and married a wizard named James Potter.That Harry strongly resembled his father, James, only made matters worse. Like his father, Harry was slender, wore round glasses and had dark hair that remained untidy no matter how often he combed it. But Harry’s eyes were the same brilliant green as those of his mother, Lilly.Harry’s. We left the cars at the end of the parking lot where the equestrian trail enters the woods and runs along the river. They had agreed to help me fulfill a fantasy, and I was leading them to a secluded spot in the woods where we could do it. It’s an old picnic area that I discovered a few weeks ago when I had hiked the trail beyond the park’s boundary to see how far it went. It had poured last night, but the rain stopped an hour ago. I checked the sky. A solid ceiling of dull gray cloud hung low. Tujhe malum hai richa bhi kuch aisa hi bole rahi thi.Nisha: Richa, kya boli.Minu: Pata nahi us din sayad hum dono ne kuch jyada hi intimate sex kiya tha, wo bhi bole rahi thi ki sex nahi pyar lag raha tha. aur boli ki kahin aap dono mujhe bhul mat jana.Nisha: Haha, richa bhi na, use nahi malum ki uski wajah se hi humne ye lesbain sex suru kiya.Minu: Maine bhi use yahi bola. Ek kaam karte hain use accha feel karate hain. Richa ko bhi bula leti hoon. Hum dono aaj bas use hi chodenge. Khus ho. After walking for a long distance, I got tired and suggested that we should head back or take some rest. But the boys insisted me to continue.They told me that they have a place in mind to sit and relax. I agreed and followed them. After walking a little, I noticed that the crowd on the beach started decreasing. Here, there were very few people. I could only see some couples roaming around with their hands locked or sitting beside the water.At a distance, I saw a couple engaged in a smooch.