“Give it back, Malfoy”.“Make me, Granger” he snarled“I will report you too Dumbledore”Draco grimaced “fine, take the stupid crystal ball...�� he held the orb up and Hermione just starred at it.Draco noticed she had froze in place just staring at the orb.“Are you ok” he asked confused“Yes thankyou” she replied in a monotone voice“You’re acting strange, Granger”“I’m sorry. How would you like me to act?”Draco looked at the orb then at Hermione and it began to dawn on him she was in a trance“Admit that. She was utterly faithful as far as he knew, she was always pliantly available when he wanted her, but she couldn’t respond beyond a certain point and there was nothing more he could do about it.Other men lived with the same situation, with wives less adorable than Sandra. He never knew that after he’d made love to his wife and had fallen soundly asleep, she left their bed and made her way to her bathroom-dressing room, where she gave herself the slow, gradual, practiced, stealthy orgasm that. Sometime this morning.”“OK. Well after breakfast give them a ring.”“Me, Mum?”“Yes, Allie. It’s your problem. You deal with it.”Allie’s eye widened even more. Leah was being tough on purpose though. Allie needed to take some control of everything. Of course she and Sean would be there for her all the way.Somehow that helped Allie, as Leah had hoped. “OK, Mum.”“Well then, the forecast’s good so I thought we might go and walk over at Upchurch and have lunch at the Thistle. Do you think Alf would. Finally she moved away from the door.As she cleared the coffee table of boxes and moving materials, Jamie couldn't help but think about Calvin. He was her friend. They had both been in and out of relationships in the four years they had know each other. Their friendship was always constant and unwavering. It seemed to be what made it easier for each other to tease one another. She could openly, playfully flirt with him because they were friends, just friends, and everyone else knew it. Calvin.