Perhaps if she had not told Ron she wanted to wait until their wedding night to consummate their relationship, she would’ve known if he was a lousy ...over like his siblings and called the engagement off. But now it was too late.Another thing occurred to Hermione as she sat there; Ron was often offended by her forward attitude and strong will. It was an easy conclusion to assume he’d be put off by her dirty talk. The moment she’d say “fuck,” “cock,” or any other deliciously foul word as she liked. Brandy did soothe her a bit but she looked as if her heart was in her mouth. She perhaps liked the fact that I had fucked her last night. We both felt uneasy and took second serving of brandy. Mom started talking about our last night thing as it was the most sinful thing by two humans and whatever she did with other men was kind of accepted norms of society. But mom is a smart woman and she read my mind and tried to take advantage of the situation. She told me about my father’s affairs and how. I just wanted to see what I looked like now but theloss of my bag was another concern.I checked the floor and other chairs but it wasn't there. Bending down, Igot distracted by the flexibility of my body now. I no longer had thepear-shaped mid-section. My exposed midriff wasn't skinny by any meansbut it was far slimmer than it had been. I lifted my torso upright againdelightfully easily, with stronger back muscles and less weight, andtightly curled long blond hair swung into my field of view. I. I looked around for the best route back and saw her standing alone, behind another 50 drunks, waiting for taxi’s that showed little chance of coming. As we hurried past, I quickly ran to her and asked where she was going.“I have to get back to the residences”“How far is that?” I asked. “Not far” she said “I would walk it, but not on a night like this.” By this time Kutwijf had come over and joined us. “She hasn’t been drinking” I said, “She can drive you back; cant you.” I said. “Of course”.