And another. Finally, after I had half a dozen grapes inside me, you leaned down and laid your mouth on me. I could feel you sucking gently on the en...rance to my pussy, pulling at the grapes inside me. Feeling them shift inside me, I was wild with pleasure as one finally came out of my pussy, popping into your mouth. Slowly, you repeated it, sucking and digging with your tongue, pulling them all out, one at a time, until, as the last grape popped out of me, I came, so hard. Gently you. ......., ‘we have to be sure or the Dark Lord will kill us.’ Harry heard these voices as if they were a million miles away as his eyes flickered open. His hands were tied behind his back and he seemed to be chained to a wooden chair as he looked around the room. He seemed to be in an impressive looking living room, with high windows that were covered by thick looking velvet curtains. A fire was crackling in the marble fireplace and a stone slab had seemed to be recently erected in the middle of. The only thing I know for sure is that I'm a dead woman.Chapter TwoI remember meeting Roddy five years ago. Roderick MacDougal. From a Scottish family, transplanted to the States a century ago. Red hair and everything. I was alone in the restaurant and he was a few tables over, alone too. He looked so sad. I picked up my plate and walked over to him.?Do you mind if I join you?? I asked.?I don't think I'd make good company, Miss?.??Jennifer Bateman. Pleased to meet you.? He was wearing black.. Gunther I’d like to introduce you to Miss Bobbi.”Gunther turned around and his eyes lit up like a k** in a candy shop. He eyed me up and down taking in every inch of me. “I don’t recognize this one, Tracey she is way to pretty to be one of your little boyfriends in a dress! You are sure I have met her?’”I blushed furiously, secretly pleased that he hadn’t recognized me, and enjoying his references to me as a female. “Umm, actually we’ve met a few times, I’m Rob. But I guess I go by Bobbi.