.He could go see Hagrid but, he to, was a little distress by Harry lack of motivation at school and Harry did not want to hear more speech about this....hile thinking, his eyes roamed over the hallway and, as they pass the girl washroom's door, he figured out what to do.Entering the toilet, hoping not to come across the annoying bitchy ghost,He approached the sink with the serpent carved in it... The chamber of secrets lied behind this hidden door and almost seven years had passed since the last. . my sex slave should be able to do that standing on her head . "Ha Ha" I laughed out loud as I realised what I had thought some of my sex devices can move a person in that position, My sweet slave looked at me in surprise - " No my dear I am not going mad" I said and guided her through the door into my favourite room. We stood there taking in the room - mirrors - Giant TV screen - a series of thin bedlike benches with straps and soft velvet tiedowns. Along one wall was a large display case. "She raised her upper body, reached down and grabbed my hair to drag mymouth against her parted pussy lips which were, as she had said, wet. Ilapped her up and down, inside and out, and attentively sucked herclitoris. Even after all she had done to me, I lusted after her body,and desired to win her heart, impossible though that was. She pressedher thighs against the sides of my head and gave a squeeze, her signalfor me to not rush. I decelerated the action of my busy tongue, used mylips to. I am single, single in every term. No family, no relations. Had few friends in India, but not many in the US. Made few friends at office. Most of the times I am all by myself. Being a frequent visitor to US, I was aware of most of the places of interest in the city where I am employed. I found myself an apartment in an area full of South Indian and Desi families. I was staying alone as that was the way I had been for the most of my life. My house was very comfortable. I had my laundry right.