"Are you familiar with the story of the fall of Russia to the communists, and in particular the death of Czar Nicolas II and his family? I believe it ...as the spring of 1917 as you measure time in the mortal world. The Bolsheviks seized control of the government and placed the entire royal family in prison, where they were later killed for 'treason against the state', or some such nonsense!" Arthur checked to see that Erin was following what he had said, and then pressed on."There were always. "I feel so totally out of place," said Imogen. "I can understand why Harry is here. But really I don't belong." I feel the same way," said Hermione. She kept her voice low, for the Muffliato charm was out of the question; in the Weasley home Hermione and Imogen were underaged wizards forbidden the use of their wands. On today of all days, the day of Ginny's funeral, rule breaking was the farthest thing from their minds.After Voldemort's defeat the previous day, Imogen and the rest of Harry's. I looked into his eyes, pursed my lips as if blowing a kiss. I was posing lasciviously for him, but my thoughts were conflicted and unsure. I fantasized about being ravished by strong and handsome, dominating men like him, but that was safe and secure, alone in my home. I was surprised to discover that my labia lips, the flower of my womanhood, were glistening with moisture. I was naked, exposed to this man's pleasure, sexually aroused, and I was embarrassed by it. How was this possible?. Tina lookeddown.After a moment Denise raised her eyebrows. "Come now Tina, wait too longand you might miss your chance."Tina clenched her hands into fists. "Marie, I need to ask a favor ofyou."Marko looked over at her curious. "What do you need?"They weren't looking but Denise's smile grew again.Tina spoke softly as if to keep it a secret. "Could I please suck yourdick?"Marko was certain he misheard. "Uh... What?"Denise piped in again. "I think some background is in order. My dearsister here.