, or I could head southeast, following the Rio Grande. For no known reason, I decided to head east.It was a bright, sunshiney day, as most mornings ar... that time of year in West Texas, when I started out. I was planning on taking my time and making 15 or so miles a day. It was around 700 miles to Dallas, so it was going to take a minimum of 6-7 weeks to get there, if I was not delayed, and I really went that far.The first couple of days went by with not much happening. I had been warned to. “No, but Jess and I decided it had to be. Samantha didn’t object. Other than her friend Denise, I don’t think she’s talked to anyone involved with the Foundation.”“Did she call her parents yesterday as we agreed?”“Yes. I gently reminded her, and she did. She talked to her dad for less than a minute, but talked to her mom for about five.”“I know she doesn’t really want to talk to them, but I think it’s important for her to talk to them every few weeks just to let them know she’s fine. I don’t. Joan, familiar with Clay's playful nature, asked, "What?"Clay caressed Joan's curvy form with his eyes and just smiled. Joan had just gotten up and was wearing shorts and one of Clay's old T-shirts. She knew she didn't look like a sex goddess, but Clay always made her feel like one. Joan crossed the room to Clay, who enveloped her in his arms and tweaked her large nipples for good measure.Joan put her hand on Clay's crotch, "What's this?"Clay pressed his pudgy but seriously sexy body into Joan,. ‘We’ll split up, you work on Harry and I’ll work on Ron… We have to make them give us that damn book!’ said Hermione, telling Ginny the plan for getting the magical book in the process. ‘Do anything you have to… We need that book!’ Hermione emphasized, as she hiked up one of her new skirts a few inches. She had ordered several new sets of clothes since the house elves had been stealing and shrinking all her older clothing. It was extremely ironic; that after she no longer had to wear the.