Veevee

Veevee Menard answered the door, her eyes lighting up in surprise.

"Billy!? is that you, hon!?"

Veevee was considerably more dressed than when he had first met her on the cruise, wearing a t-shirt and shorts. She still looked very, very good.

"It's me, Veevee. I meant to call, but I lost it. Still had your address though," he admitted sheepishly.

"It's fine!" She gave him a hug. "It's so good to see you. Come in, come in," she encouraged him.

Billy didn't need to be told twice. When he was inside, he undid his ponytail. "I haven't come at a bad time have I?"

"No," she assured him. "Hank had to go to work, but if you're in no hurry you can wait. Might be a couple hours."

"I have all weekend," Billy said with a smile.

Veevee's ears tingled at there. "Oh really? That's interesting, Mr. Royce," she said this with a smile, possibilities dancing through her mind. "How about you have a seat in the kitchen, Rock Star, I'll fix you up something. I have to make a quick call."

"Sounds lovely, Veevee," he said charmingly. "Take your time, it's your home after all."

Veevee admired Billy's ass in his shorts as he went into the kitchen. She quickly rang up Hank on his speed-dial.

"Hey honey, what's up? Everything okay?" Hank asked.

"Everything's great, babe. Billy just showed up at the house," Veevee explained.

"Billy? As in "our" Billy?" Kind of funny how the Menards had sorta adopted the heartthrob rock star as "theirs". He had left a very positive impression.

"Yes, our Billy. I know you won't be home for awhile, but would it be okay if I entertained our guest without you?" Veevee asked, practically giving him goo-goo eyes through the phone line.

Hank laughed. "Of course you can, sweetheart. Kinda jealous I won't be there."

"Don't be, he's here for the weekend," she said with devilish glee.

"No shit?" Veevee could hear the smile in Hank's voice.

"No shit," Veevee confirmed. "Say..this sounds like a good time to try out that new camera we got. Remember? The one where I was going to make you your own porno video?"

Hank took a deep breath on the other end. It was something they had discussed, but hadn't found the right person to "star" in it with Veevee, but Billy would be perfect.

"Go for it, baby," Hank encouraged. "I love you."

"Love you, too. Bye, sweetie." She hung up, fighting the urge to skip to the kitchen. She grabbed the camera from its spot in the living room.