That’s when Faith toppled over me and since I hadn’t let her go we both went toppling over, knocking my lounge chair over in the process. The bee...s in our hands quickly decorated us and we collapsed on the deck nearly falling off it. She was on top of me and we just started laughing hysterically and couldn’t stop. Faith started kissing me again but I pulled my head away.“ We should, like,,umm..go inside or something” I tried reasoning in my baked state.“ Good idea” Faith laughed and struggled. .She had scoffed internally at her house mates' insistence, led by that pompous idiot, Macmillan, that Harry was the heir of Slytherin, just because he could speak Parseltongue. If you took a narrow minded view on things, it made sense (sort of), but when you looked at the big picture, it was utterly ludicrous. One of his best friends was Muggleborn, along with his mother, so it made absolutely no sense whatsoever that he was attacking Muggleborns in the school. To her shame though, she didn't. I became so happy. I jumped out of my bed. Finished bathing and dressed up and went her home. She was eagerly waiting for me wearing an yellow churidar. She walked like an angel and sat behind me in my bike. I enjoyed every moment of that journey. She was sitting so close to me and her boobs were rubbing to my back . I felt her erected nipples in my back and she chatted with me all the way like we were lovers. I knew that she was so horny by this act.When her office reached she told me to wait. She knew from what Karl had told her that this day would be the last day of his holiday in the smallish seaside town so she had now concluded that she would never see him and never bed him again.The morning in the shop was steady with customers drifting in and out and it was getting towards lunchtime when Cheryl would close for thirty minutes and have a coffee and a short break. Cheryl was serving a middle-aged couple when the bell on the shop door rang to indicate that another potential.