Once again her eyes fall on me, as if her husband wasn’t here at all. The train picks up speed, dashing through the once more invisible landscape. I... hardly seems to matter where we are. The people further down the carriage don’t matter. The woman’s husband certainly doesn’t seem to matter. He might as well be air as the woman’s ashamed yet shameless eyes lock onto mine, then glide downwards, searching for the bulge in my trousers.Well, why not? I unzip and pull my aching cock from my trousers.. He then laid out what he called the Archer Doctrine. Within it was a four point plan for the future of American relations with the rest of the world. He warned those in attendance that they would not like the Archer Doctrine. Based on his reputation, everyone in the audience braced for the worst.The first point of his plan stunned everyone including the translators. The United States was going to withdraw as a member nation. This was effectively the death knell for the United Nations. He also. Give me a half hour, then meet me in room 413. OK?" I agreed, then hung up to sip my whiskey awhile longer. The plaza wasn't far from me, so I got my nicer change of clothes out of the back and changed in my van. The Plaza was semi-posh and I didn't want to look as out of place as I felt. Taking the elevator to the seventh floor, I knocked softly. The door opened immediately to reveal Sy himself, in a bathrobe. "You will want a shower, dear boy, I just got out," he said. "Here's a. They said something about a Law.’ ‘So,’ she hissed, ‘you’re a political.’ There was a moment of silence before the murky figure snorted in derision. ‘You must not be a very good sorcerer. If you were, you probably would have brought down a permanent damnation upon yourself as an example.’ ‘Please, you’ve got to help me. What can I do?’ ‘Nothing, I’m afraid. The Law is absolute. You break it, the Balance is extracted.’ ‘But, nobody ever told me about this. It’s not fair. How can I be held.