In the evening I made a trip to the Bazaar and purchased a few rum and whisky bottles. The next day the same story repeated but this time Kumaran coul...dn’t even make it on time for the morning chores.At 8.30 sharp Latha came in. She seemed to be a bit worried and embarrassed. She told me that Kumaran was not feeling well today so she’ll do all the work. I was elated, finally a chance to be alone with this lush creature. My plan had worked, I had guessed correctly. Kumaran was an alcoholic. And. I knew if she was cold or excited you would be able to make out the hardness of her nipple and if I looked closely I could see the pinkish brown areola in contrast to her milky white breast. To top it all off she just smelled great. The kind of smell that is intoxicating and immediately puts a man into a trance.It was quiet the entire drive to the VFW but just before we arrived, she asked, “Does he really look at me?” I explained to her that he wasn’t the only one. She just blushed and looked. They immediately came into the living room.Renee was dressed in a white shirt and a blue jean skirt that fell to about mid-thigh when standing. Deanna was dressed in jeans and a red tube top—the shirts on both girls were skin tight, accenting their tits as much as possible—although Renee, which seemed to have largest breasts of the two, only had B cups at the most."What do you need mom?" Deanna asked, beating Renee to it."Just sit down," Darla replied unsure herself. She was very nervous,. .. “Why are you...” Her words trailed off as she sat up, hearing something approaching in the forest. “What’s that?”“Oh, that’s Cú Mheá,” I smiled as my feyhound padded into the clearing. “He’s my pet. I made him to love me.”“Made?” Kora frowned, peering at the shape moving around the fire.Cú Mheá stepped into the firelight, the oranges and reds dancing across his body made up of thick, woody wicker wrapped about each other in the vague shape of a hound. He padded forward, his leafy tongue.