Instead of tearing off her skirt next, she left it on as she turned around and bent herself over the chair, exposing her naked and luscious ass to Dum...ledore, who although extremely old, felt a twinge in his privates.‘I’ve been a very bad girl Professor, and I need to be spanked!’ Hermione said, in her sexiest voice. Hermione’s actions were completely controlled by the power of the spell linked to her. The utterance of the word Mudblood triggered this side of Hermione, making her a sexual. Dad was probably at The Red Fish deep in the menu for tonight's crowd. Her mother was probably here doing her waitressing thing. "I'm a hostess hon." Michelle had corrected the last time it came up."Whatever!" There is a difference, you know." As I said before, whatever." Erin turned and said, "Supposed for just a second I care. What would the difference be?" Well..." Michelle started, but Erin interrupted. "I mean... do you even take their order?" "No, but..." Michelle said; she was being put. "'Ware!" I take his hand and start pulling him towards the bunkers."What is it?" he asks worried now that he can sense something too."There is something out there, get to a bunker, sound the alarm. Tell them to look for the girl with the glowing sword and try not to shoot me." I instruct him.He nods, not happy, but he understands I sense things that are not in sight.The universe guides me thus."Go!" Yelling at him as I give him an extra push.Then I leap out into the darkness.With a blink I. You tell him it is no problem and sign for the food writing in a large tip. The waiter asks what the big tip is for and you tell him, "For being late." He laughs knowingly and leaves us to our breakfast. You bring the breakfast over to the bed, take off your robe and join me under the covers. We pull the cover off finding omelets, sausage, bacon, toast and orange juice. We eat until we are stuffed, put the trays on the floor and fall asleep again in each others arms. After a short nap we.