"So what? Doesn't Hogwarts have a more up-to-date version?" asked Skeeter with a sneer."I wondered about that myself," replied Hermione. "And as it tu...ns out, 1847 was the last year it was updated. It could probably use a re-write, if you ask me, because some of the punishments it sets outare pretty brutal - almost medieval. So listen up, because this is the part that concerns you."Hermione made a show of casually flipping through the text, pretending to look for the applicable section even. My guy’s eyes followed her to me. He had a look of pure disbelief as he saw me. The first time I was dressed in a sweatshirt and some sweatpants. Now I was wearing that little red sweater dress that my husband had packed for me. It plunged below my tits with strings crisscrossed in front of my cleavage. It hugged my body tightly to just below my ass. I had thigh high stockings on with a garter belt holding them up. I didn’t wear a bra or panties and I completed the look with some high. Anne-Marie returned after about five minutes with a mug of very strong hot coffee. Tony followed her out into the bright morning sunlight, as he drank his coffee, she pointed to a horse trough, telling him that was where he could freshen up. Tony took the opportunity to splash water over his face, and hands, immediately feeling fresher just as Janine came out the farmhouse door smiling warmly at him, as she crossed the yard towards him pointedly ignoring Anne-Marie and started chatting to. It was too bad she was engaged, heh, heh.George drove me to work in the Mercedes. For a while, I did not notice the scent. Then, I had trouble ignoring it. Just how often had Sheila come? When I left the car, I told George not to do anything about the odor. It was something of Sheila's and I treasured it.As had been the case for several days, I was late arriving at work. I was the boss, so I liked to set a good example, but there were limits. If it became an issue, Helen would tell me. As it.