?Anna merely shrugs and points to the washing machine. ?You are wearing lycra. It will dry very quickly — and I have a dressing gown if you are mode...t. Come on, clothes off. The sooner they are in the wash, the sooner they are ready.? To encourage Martha, Anna begins to peel her own kit off and in seconds she is standing naked in her kitchen. Without looking she holds out her hand to accept Martha’s damp sweaty kit. When Martha does not immediately follow through, Anna glances up and. "You're right, most of what's in that case has dried semen on it."Next he asked me how often I jerked off, where and when, an so on. My initial apprehension had somehow diminished, probably due to the whiskey, but also due to his remark that we'd never see each other again. So I answered each of his questions less and less reluctantly, even though they grew progressively more personal and probing."What's your cock like?" he asked. By then this kind of question didn't faze me."What do you mean?". This was not as good as a truly random serial number, but Imogen did not know how to create one, and her solution would be good enough. A few minutes later, she had a very impressive stack of fifty pound notes. Imogen made a number of tens and twenties as well.McGonagall was baffled by all this. Imogen explained that she was making copies of muggle money."But it's only paper!" exclaimed McGonagall. "It can't have any value." That's sort of true, professor. It is only paper. But it is valuable. Why haven't you texted me?”I did the only thing I could think of and mumbled. “I didn't think you wanted to talk to me after what I did to you. You seemed like you wouldn't want to talk to me or be my friend anymore.”With a small laugh she said. “Just as stupid as when you left Drew, of course I wanted to be your friend. I thought you had become a “Big Michigan Man” and had forgotten about me. What's done is done now though, want to go swimming?”That was an offer that I could not pass up. But,.