"Before you use any appliance, look it up on the web and download the manual. And whatever you do, don't even think of trying a pressure cooker - not ...or a while, at least." Unlike the Weasley twins, Dumbledore needed no extendable ears to listen in, and smiled to himself as he heard the exchange.Dumbledore's smile faded as he looked over at Mundungus Fletcher. Whether the man was standing or sitting, motionless or moving, he seemed almost shapeless. At present Fletcher had both elbows on the. "Don't let me stop the fun!" whispered Sarah suggestively, and the two women laughed .Nicole stayed standing and reassumed the position she took before. I tentatively moved my hands back to her bum."Aren't you gonna undo her belt?" Sarah asked, and reached her arm across the table to offer some assistance to Nicole.She deftly unclipped the buckle and flicked the button of Nicole's jeans open . Then in a slow movement I heard the sound of the zipper sliding down.Her waistline slackened and fell. Her father doesn't speak to me but I have a feeling he doesn't like me. I offer my hand to him anyway."We'll be home no more-n one hour after the dance ends, sir." He glares at me like, well like an angry father, "I have plenty of gas and I checked the engine last week so there won't be any of those delays." He shakes my hand, trying to break my fingers. It hurts like hell but I try not to wince.I'm still trying to flex my fingers when we finally get to the restaurant. We get two tables - one. . but this couldn't be right. She knew she had never felt so good, so complete before. It wasn't a fun romp, it was a gentle melding that love intensified to the heavens. All she knew and cared about on Earth... it was nothing. This was life. This was love."Aaaahn... I love you sssoooooo muuuuch..."Her smile in the mirror was nothing but pure radiance. The rose tattoos on her temples were glowing, helping Jennie to accept this fucking as the best moment of her entire life, and the only moment.