I feel so alive now.I head Daddy's car. I got ready to jump off the sofa. The door opened, and I ran to Daddy like I usually did. "Welcome home, Daddy... I love you." I hugged him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips."I love you, Pumpkin. Boy what a day. We lost one contract yesterday, and we worked all day today to save another one, but I think we will do it." Oh, good, Daddy. I'm so proud that you work so hard for us."I let him go up and get settled. I heard him take a shower. With the heat. Anyways I felt something brush my pussy and I opened my eyes just slightly to see my landlord just stroking my pussy with his fingers.Just some background about him, he is roughly a 65-year-old man. He is a retired tradie and he lives in a little unit in our building with his wife. He looks okay for a 65-year-old, I wouldn’t say he is attractive nor unattractive. I think he is a nice guy and he’s never given us any issues.Anyways as I was in this situation, I was not sure what to do. Like do I. The tailor refused to be pushed away from his home, but he could already see that his future here would be bleak. In truth, this village was not within the rights of the Barony at all, these lands belonging to another minor lord living in another county, far away.Soldiers of the Baron came next, and upon their first visit they merely menaced and threatened the tailor. The next day they came again and tossed the contents of the entire small shop into the floors and trod up his linen and wool. We decided that if we were to be caught, wemight as well go as a group, at least we would know where they tookthem.We started towards the third enclosure, where the attack had takenplace, we hid in the bushes around it and scanned the area for anythreats, eventually we went in to see what had happened, everything thatwe had built there had either been destroyed or stolen. We triedsearching for tracks, but these were people of the jungle, they hadcovered their tracks really well. However we kept.