She decided she was probably a bit of both. As she was getting everything ready to put in the oven when the visitors arrived she meditated on the diff...rence between those things she had heard about Dudley from Harry and what she had been told by Luna.She had never met Dudley, but there were irreconcilable differences between Harry and Luna's versions of his character. From the things Harry had said about his home life, the Dudley she was about to meet sounded very different from the kind of. But maybe you could just put on one of those little french maid outfits, and make me some food You can call it... assisting my hunger needs." he nodded. "With a hint of entertainment." She rolled her eyes. "Don't get your hopes up." she said flatly, standing up. "Aww, you're no fun." he pouted. With that, she trotted up the stairs and then into the bathroom to take a shower. I shook my head, and chuckled a bit. Standing up, I headed into the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart. About a half an. They had also given up on anal sex because it took Angelica too long to recover, and because even the largest condoms became uncomfortably tight at the base of Alan's cock when he became fully aroused."Yeah, I hope I don't grow that thick. Dad says the cons outweigh the pros." Still, I'm curious as to how it would feel," Iris said. "Would you mind if I ever tried him out?"Dave was so flabbergasted that he didn't know what t say. This was just too weird, and he shook his head. "I don't think. He returned to the comfortable waiting area where I was sitting in a large overstuffed leather chair. I had been trying, without success, to read the paper for the past half hour, my cold, untouched coffee on the table beside me. Michael extended his hand, a slight smile on his face, and pulled me to my feet and kissed me. At that moment all my worries about Michael and our future together evaporated. We drove back to the city with little conversation, his hand, warm and reassuring, resting on.