Prying it open he finds a leather belt, no, it's too small to be a belt, a collar maybe? Whatever it is it's studded with pieces of chrome and has a p...astic knob in the middle. The knob is stamped with numbers one to ten and looks like originally belonged to an old radio.Underneath all that are several sheets of notepaper. Unfolding then Jason reads,To whom it may concern,Greetings, you hold in your hands the culmination of my life's work and (at the risk of sounding immodest) the greatest. I forgot to brush m..my” Hermione stammered in a quiet voice, her eyes darting from Harry’s to his hidden member.“Err… yeah sorry… you go on in” Harry muttered moving to the side of the doorway so she could enter, as she moved past him the narrow space caused her the brush against his still hard cock Harry let out a moan as his oversensitive tip slid across her hip.He didn’t know what came over him but he grabbed her and moved into the bathroom with her, she looked up at him startled and he. Standing up straight and smoothing down her skirt she locked the car and came through the front door.She was greeted almost instantly by her husband, wrapping his arms round her waist he pushed her back against the front door kissing her deeply, his hot tongue exploring her. Warm sweet mouth. God - he smelt divine, his long, strong fingers expertly running down her blouse buttons and she could feel his approval of her lace basque press against her hip as he paused momentarily to admire his. I hoped that the party could somehow jumpstart us back towards where we'd been.All the way until I opened the door and saw Cullen standing there. "Hey guy, no hard feelings," he said.I went into the house grabbed my jacket and headed for the garage. "Where are you going Honey?" asked Melissa."Does it matter?" I said. "Cullen is here. You'll do fine."Less than a minute later I was in my car and on the road. I didn't want to be at a Sparty party anyway. I was only doing it for her. I just didn't.