" Lavender looked down at Ron's long form. She could see exactly why Hermione was so jealously protective of him, he was a good-looking man and rather...impressive in his own rights. She sighed inwardly at having let him get away so easily. It turned out Hermione had been the smartest of the girls in their year after all, and not just book smart either."I'm still here," Ron said in a slightly injured voice."Are you going to go down and get something to drink?" Hermione asked. Lavender knew from. She suddenly felt a cringing desire between her legs. It was so erotic that she desired me as much as I did…. doctor” she moaned and they came off.Right in the doorway she bent down and pushed her pants off herself. I watched as she did. To me it was erotic. Watching her expose her succulent smooth legs drove me wild. I stood up and undid my pants again. I rushed around the desk, grabbed her hand, and seated her on my chair.She was soaking wet. Her underwear was soaked through to her fleshy. I am not asking you to, but will you agree, withoutquestion, to wear what I ask you to instead?" Ok," I replied, wanting to show I was game for a laugh."Then I have just the perfect gift for you," responded Afroza producinga crimson burqa. "Your first burqa!"So now I was driving my car with a crimson burqa over my head. This wasnot what I had wanted or planned. I felt like a fool. I could tellmyself at least I was not wearing false lashes or makeup but it did notmatter as everyone would just. " Ohhhh, you can still do that. That's why I'm here. There, there. It is perfectly natural to feel confused, sad, even depressed after surgery. Go ahead and cry, it will make you feel better." And you are going to have such an exciting time ahead of you," she said, trying to brighten the mood. "There's electrolysis, makeup, cooking, posture, child care..."But I wasn't really listening. Eventually Julia left.***"Thunk, thunk."'Trapped,' I thought to myself."Thunk, thunk," went the box.The next.