”“Yes sir.” I said.“She’s a good one father, always wet.”Sir Thomas pulled his hand out and looked at it then smelt it.“Pleasant aroma.�...�Then he licked his hand.“Sweet taste too. Take your dress off girl.”I stepped back, took the dress off then stepped forward again.“Acceptable looks as well, not top heavy. She’ll do, thank you Ethan. I’ll be finished with her on Sunday afternoon.”“Thank you father.”Ethan turned and left and I wondered what the hell I’d got myself in to. Sir Thomas seemed way. It was already foggy and we reached at her home. She asked me if I would like to have a cup of coffee. Oh damn the coffee; I would be delighted to have more than that. She just laughed and asked me to come inside. It was a nice big house .I asked her about her son. She told me that she had sent him to her aunt’s house, since she was expecting coming late. Then she asked me to sit and in the mean time she went to her kitchen and after a few moments returned with two cups of coffee. We were. 'Oh and Harry dear uncle Billis has left now so once you've finished your breakfast could you kindly move your bedding back into Ron's bedroom please' continued Mrs Weasley.'Sure thing Mrs Weasley' responded Harry as he finished his last piece of bacon and excused himself from the table. As Harry entered Ron's room he dropped everything he was holding and turned away in disgust as he caught Ron lying on his bed, boxers round his ankles, stroking his erect cock. 'Shit sorry Harry' Ron said. " as Darla left to follow Erica.In the sitting room Erica was already entertaining her guests. They made a curious bunch. Erica herself was in a three piece tweed suit with loose, 30's style trousers and the others were dressed in outfits ranging from classic dominatrix style corset and boots, through to Allison in a rather ordinary skirt and sweater. The group was socialising in a manner that while friendly could not disguise the anticipation of the coming competition for the services of.