He's a porn addict, a chronic wanker, if there ever was one. So we had him jerk off in front of a live audience. We didn't even give him any Viagra or...anything. The plan was to have him there, soft as can be, stroking that tiny cock, with everyone laughing. He surprised us all by getting it up and rock hard. And being erect, it was much bigger than I thought it would be. He's a grower. It turned out he was a kind of masochistic exhibitionist. Yes, it's all humiliating for him. Whenever we. One is that if I am not there, she’s the leader of the Munchkin operation. Another is that she’s cautious, being quite pregnant now. So it’s Cindy braving the elements in heavier than air flight.It’s a bit over two hundred miles, straight line. I’m figuring an hour and a half. I’m not in a hurry. As soon as I’m off the ground, I’m climbing to forty-five hundred feet, headed generally southwest. I contact the traffic control system because I like to make myself known. They give a transponder. .."The three young women were already disappearing towards the bath chambers, and Macro sighed with relief. He left the house and walked the short way to Magister Procopius' house. He found that worthy in his study and quickly relayed the morning's events to him.The justice made a grim face. "We'll settle this quickly. Bring those men before me an hour after noon. I'll hear the evidence and their defence."Satisfied that justice would be meted out quickly, Macro directed his steps to the Palace. You must not grieve, but grasp life and continue on. We would welcome you to our home any time you are passing through," he said, turned and walked back to his family.I called in a loud voice so that I could be heard over the chatter. "Quiet, come closer."I have freed your people from the Celts, whom you call the men from the west. How I did it I shall not say, but their Head chief Dunstan, has gave me his word that no more raids by his people will be made on your land. He is only one of many.