Her legs opened up. I was guided by Miss Vee's warm, smooth nylon on both sides of my body as she pulled me into her effervescent crotch. With my hand... clasped behind my back, I was forced to take in her sweetly potent scent. She must have had my leash pulled under her body, as I couldn't move my neck back at all. Miss Vee was clearly aroused, as my mouth and nose quickly became damp, pressed against her barely-covered slit. "Do you like being down there?" Miss Vee inquired, tightening the pull. I missed you more than is reasonable for a gentleman to miss a young girl. Especially ’cause we’d only met a few months ago. You’d answered the ad I’d put on the board in the student center last spring – ‘room for rent, kitchen privileges, three blocks from campus.’ I had thought it would be good to have someone else around this big old house. Someone to keep an eye on things when I was gone. Someone who’d collect the mail. I’d thought to hear someone’s voice down the upstairs hall would do me. Ashley was staying the night; that would almost certainly mean that the girls would get drunk on the contents of Stacy's father's liquor cabinet. Ashley, in particular, enjoyed the expensive brand of scotch whisky Stacy's father favoured. As expected, Ashley answered in the affirmative, and Stacy left the room to get the alcohol.Sharon sat up as best she could in the cramped confines of the closet when she heard Stacy offer Ashley a drink. This was what they had been waiting for. Gary had. Walking towards the stairs to go to her bed, the front door swings open and the formidable figure of her father appears, carrying several rabbits and pigeon."Father!" she cries out, wrapping her arms around his neck. "How did your hunt go?" Terrible," he mutters, placing the game upon the table. "I nearly had him! I'm sorry, Sara, but I'll be leaving again tomorrow." You're making it sound personal," Sara laughs, serving him some food. "I don't mind eating rabbit all winter, just forget the big.