If you desire anything else, you know how to summon me."He steps away before I can indicate that I don't know how to summon him. I briefly sit down, a...d take a long drink. I need a moment to compose myself after my experience outside, but I really need to pee. After nearly draining my drink, I endeavor to make my way to the ladies room, and find that my eyes have indeed adjusted to the lights.There is still not much light, but enough to keep me from bumping into things. There is the obligatory. Gasping as it hits my tender nipples full strength... leaning into the water I close my eyes and luxuriate, just allowing it to stream over my body before I reach for the soap finally.I slowly wash across my stomach and around each breast. I squeeze the soapy cloth and watch lazy bubbles trickle down between my breasts... My thoughts are only of how it would feel to have your fingers there instead of the bubbles and I am caught unaware as you step into the shower behind me.Your hands slipped. "We send another letter with something like 'does your husband know about Mr. Robinson?'" she smiled."Yah... I like that. Then what?" I continued. I was beginning to get into this game."I don't know. Why don't we wait and see how your mother reacts to the first letter or even the second before we decide." she said emphatically."OK... jeez Penny... you are really good at this... mystery solving I mean." My compliment was meant sincerely."We haven't solved anything yet, Ron. We need to figure. You know him.” “Being in Gryffindor doesn’t mean I know him.” I’d said that before but it never seemed to sink in. She didn’t look convinced so I gave up, taking the path of least resistance. “All right, what’s he done now?” “He still doesn’t know me from a bottle of Doxycide,” she muttered. “But that’s not the problem. The problem is HER.” She pointed rather viciously at Clio Zeller, a pretty black-haired Hufflepuff who also took Ancient Runes. “Muffliato,” I muttered, pointing my wand.