"I also read minds young man. All respectable wizards can do that.Hum, let me see." Said the old man. Don watched as the wizard rummagedthrough some i...ems under the counter. "Ah.. just the thing." The old mansaid.He placed what appeared to be a dull bronze medallion on a woven gold likechain an the counter.Don picked it up and looked at it. It was nothing special. It appeared tohave some odd ancient script on one side and what appeared to be an engravingof a fairy on the other."That is. I simply didn’t understand why she acted so nonchalant about Michael’s news. Was that how most Padroni behaved? I understood that my status had changed with regards to Magus Law, but did that really make me better than anyone else? I didn’t think so, and acting like news like Michael’s wasn’t so important was wrong too. It was something we would have to discuss later – at length.How many things like this had I put off now?“Where is Lawson?” I asked as Michael, Greta, and I went out to Dalton’s. "That you work for the Globe as a prop man." I stopped."Art thou a wizard, sir?" I asked. "For I hath not told thee my name or for whom I am employed."The old man smiled. It was a wide, broad smile. "I have been manning this shop for some 250 years and you are the first person to ever recognize that I was a wizard." He placed his hand in mine. "Thank you." he said and reached behind the counter. He brought up a small box. "This is a much finer corset than the one you wanted." He handed it to. I pumped my big dick so deep into that sweet young golden pussy she almost let out a scream then I remember who and what I am in the community and who and what she is, so I eased my strokes and slowly churned my dick into her, right to left, left to right, the breaking rythmto an in and out motion." Why are you crying?", I asked "its big" . "Do you want me to stop?" she said no. I told her not to worry, that I would not hurt her, then I placed her legs on my shoulders and watched her pretty.