Ron met Sam's mother, who by the way LOVED him. They seemed to spend every free second with each other, always holding hands and kiss. Of course never...at school. One night close to the end of second semester they were at Ron's house all snuggled up next to each other when things got a lot more physical then usual. Ron had slid his hand up her shirt and had unhooked her bra. His hand found it's way around to her breast and was now lightly pinching her erect nipple. She let out a soft moan and. The camera showed the close up of the girl's rear. It was a bloody mess with all sorts of fluids mixed together and her insides hanging out like some sort of horrific tail. Mistress Sophie went back to the girl with the tray who was still standing there unmoved and picked up another syringe. Again the girl was dosed in the neck but this time she didn't jerk awake she just gave a small flop. As the girls returned Mistress danced to the music for the audience as they undid the girl and lifted her. That's the only explanation I have."She sat back again."Why couldn't you have just lost control with me?" Because I couldn't bear the thought of losing you," he said. "I was afraid you wouldn't want that, and that it would drive you away." Is that true? Really?" Of course it is," he said, again automatically. "That isn't the same thing as groping your niece because she'd being cocky. If Mal had blown up about it that would have been fine. In fact, I expected her to get pissed off. But then she. Checking the clock on the bedside, I saw that it was two-thirty. “Hmm,” I smiled to myself with a raised eyebrow. Not a bad effort for a twenty-eight year old. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d cracked midnight with my own mates. I got up and shuffled into the ensuite. Zoe startled as I entered, pressing herself to the vanity. Placing my hands on her bare shoulders, I caressed the dark blue straps of her dress with my thumbs. “How was your night?” I murmured into the back of her head,.