We were just sitting down to eat when there was a knock at the front door. I went and got it as Dad served everyone. It was my camera crew. I had forg...tten about them."Hey, sorry. I got distracted. Were you supposed to film my family?" I asked."Would it be too much trouble?" Mr. Lester asked."Actually, I would rather you didn't. My parents don't need to be in the video. You are welcome to come to dinner though," I offered.We were having spaghetti so Dad had enough for everyone. I put more. In the meantime, she would have to make do with the uninspiring Patrick because her sisters had all the other young men lined up for the taking.The two older sisters were miffed because most of the local lads had gone north for the field work in another farm. It was that time of year when the work had to be followed from field to field and the workers all banded together to get the job done on time before the rains came in.Kathleen, the oldest sister at twenty-three was fit to be tied because. “Perfect!” I grinned back at her, with my cock now clearly hardening and emerging from the bubbles. Looking back to the bar I could see that Cheryl was wearing a broad smile, having watched the whole scene.I rejoined Cheryl at the bar for a drink and we quickly became reengaged in our conversation. Like Cathy, she was also wearing a short dress, though in Cheryl’s case it was backless and just slightly longer. The conversation flowed and I was enjoying discreetly stroking her back, when I let. But the fishermen were already complaining that the dragons were scaring the fish away.I pointed out that the fish the dragons were catching were the larger species that the fisherman hardly caught anyway. The fisherman in the past had complained about those fish were ripping their nets. They went home dissatisfied with their Duke.The ambassador from Minturi lodged a complaint when he saw the dragons flying. He asked if we were breaking the treaty. It was pointed out that the treaty had.