As I walk, the hand-made wing-tips cradling my feet make the sidewalk feel like a sponge, the silk pants feel like pajamas on my skin, and the cotton ...hirt fits like a second skin and moves easily with me. The electric turquoise tie I’m wearing contrasts sharply with the charcoal-gray pinstripe suit and white, button-down oxford shirt. I feel like a million bucks. If I was wearing a fedora, I’d be snapping the brim.She walks out from a store onto the sidewalk in front of me and starts walking. The organisers of the Triwizard Competition knew that watching the champions disappear into a maze and then waiting two hours for them to come back out of it would be very boring for all the spectators that had gathered to watch the final task. That was why as soon as the champions disappeared into the maze, four great screens unfurled themselves across the sky, showing exactly what each champion was up to. Professor Dumbledore and the others though thought it was best not to tell the champions. I’m afraid that is not an entirely unfair characterization,” I said. “I believe, however, it is more a way of solidifying opinion than creating it. People decide what they want to believe and then search out sources, friends, and communities who agree with them. Within that community, memes and posts are passed around that keep building up the voracity of the opinion, regardless of its validity.”“Well-spoken young woman,” Metz said—not to me but to Jon. “She could go far. May I continue?” Jon. You sit in my lap, I’ll tell you why and who I did this way, because she has a small pussy like yours.”“Ethan, you will fuck me, won’t you? I do need you,” she said, almost in a whimper.“We’ll fuck, Vera. It may not be today, it may not be tomorrow, but I will have my cock in your pussy. I WILL be the first too, just in case you’re wondering.”“Then I trust you and I want to do this your way. I love the way you take control. I want you to tell me what to do and spank my naked butt when I don’t.