“Now that is a bloody amazing spell,” George said. He repeated what he had just said, as if Fred had said it as well.That caused a melee of laught...r and noise around the table.“I can’t take credit for that. My dear friend Hermione Granger soon to be Weasley, took my idea and after about fifteen or so alterations to it, it worked!” Harry rejoined.Her cheeks reddened in response as Ron opened his and took a big gulp.“How about doing that for some firewhisky?” Ron asked his fiancée.“Ron,” Harry. He met with Dotty by the lockers as they waited for the class pictureto be taken. "How did you like dancing with Tim?" Arthur teased. "You looked sograceful out there." Knock it off," Dotty gave Arthur a shove. "You did think being made funis was a fun experience for him?" Actually," Ryan began with a blushing face. "I did kind of like it." Do you think Tim's cute or something?" David teased. "Hey!" Ryan shouted. "I didn't say anything like that." You don't deny it either," Tim added. "Quiet. I’m pleased to meet you Richard, your butler will be Ruth.’ He indicated a girl who would have been no more than twenty years old, her flawless skin and dark hair highlighted her youth in such a way that Richie was suddenly sure that he would indeed enjoy the stay. ‘Likewise I’m sure.’ His eyes never left Ruth. She smiled at him and her perfect white teeth flashed in the half light. ‘Your stay here will be everything that you hoped for, I will make sure of that.’ The guests rose and followed. The electricity came back, I moaned his name as he massaged and sucked my breasts. I felt his free hand travel down my side and down my leg, bending my knee up. His fingers barely touched my skin as he moved them up my thigh, brushing them slightly across my panty-covered slit. He moved his hand farther up and soon my thong was up in the front seat with my bra. His fingers danced across my mound, I know he could feel how wet I was. I'm sure he felt how badly I wanted him, needed him. Before I.