‘Then there is probably no need for them,’ Harry said curtly, ‘I have your other spread sheet right here.’ He opened a file folder that was on...his desk. As she sat Olivia thought, ‘Shit! This is not going well. I have to figure out some way to take control of this.’ She didn’t get the chance. As soon as her bubble butt hit the seat Harry started bombarding her with questions about the spread sheet and the services which she was supposedly offering from A.W. Accounting and Consultanting. ‘Shit!. More is needed for the elephants and the horses. A 'mathematician' will count how much water is needed and compare it to the amount that was to be carried. If it is not enough then this has to be brought to the king's attention. Weak men dying of thirst cannot fight that well. A war can be won or lost on information like this." Show me your numbers."I started a school now. Again I talked about blackboards and chalk along with slates for the students. The Persian numbers and the Indian/Arab. She pulled out a chair, but instead of sitting in it, she used it as a step to mount the table instead. Upon sitting down on the sun-warmed wood, she spread her legs wide toward Lysle’s window and began to masturbate.She was soaking wet, and every touch of her fingers caused her to tremble. The pleasure was so intense that it bordered on painful. Her fingers traced the parting of her lips and then spread them to reveal the pink hidden beneath the dark curls. Two slippery fingers moved to her. May..maybe im ready* she managed to stutter outHermoine:- *If you're sure* she said softly as she let go of Ginny and took a step backGinny slowly turned round to Hermoine's surprise, with her hands down by side Hermoine got a perfect view of Ginny's perfect body, her 34c breasts exposed to the world or in this case just Hermoine, All's Ginny had on at this point were a pair of pink/grey striped bikini style underwear, a slight hint of red/brown curls were sticking out the top, Hermoine was.