When Harry turned to look at Ginny, he saw her in her jeans and bra. His mouth fell open. He would have been terribly embarrassed if it wasn’t so bloody hot! In his slacks, his rigid member bobbed only constricted by the fabric with excitement.
“Ummm…” Her blush was terribly cute and it made his heart ache. “The bench is bigger,” he observed lamely, not sure what else to say.
Slowly, he made his way towards the bench and stopped in front of her. Harry looked at Ginny, hoping she would give him some hint about what she wanted him to do.