“Are you trying to prove that you can make a major understatement? Mark, that isn’t an error at all, that’s just static.”“It’s all good,�... I said. “AI, can we go outside? Also what time is it, and what would the local equivalent be? With the day being less than twenty-four hours long the clock is going to slowly end up off.”“What do we do about that?” Ashley asked.“Nothing,” I said as I looked up at the ceiling.“Current time is twenty one thirty two hours,” the AI responded. “Based on the. I pull up the driveway and open the garage door as the door opens i see you kneeling at the doorway in your latex catsuit and your sexy stiletto high heals. I grin with approval. You know what i like and how to put me in a better mood. I try not to show you that. I close the garage door as i move my car into position. I sit there and wait you crawl over and open the door for me you look at me and i say "My cock isn't in your mouth yet?" You get the idea and crawl over and undo my pants. You. Only Martin knew his modus operandi. Jean-Claude would arrive at 2:00 and would visit with Chantal for an hour. He would then head down to the cafeteria and chat up staff workers. He’d fucked a few in his car but most of the time, he chose to use the janitor’s closet beneath the stairs. He always sent them away with hush money and returned to Chantal’s side the next day, none the wiser. What tore Martin’s heart apart was that now, instead of whispering his name before she came, she would. Malfoy noticed this then smiled.“Yes, that would be fitting,” Malfoy repeated to himself while looking Hermione in the eye. “Go and bring Greyback Crabbe. Tell him we have a – er – cherry for him to pop.”Hermione thought she was going to faint. Greyback was that werewolf that had a fetish for raping young children then biting them, Harry had told her what happened to Lupin. He could not be the one to take her virginity.“Malfoy! No! please I beg you –“ squealed Hermione, but before she finished.