Michael released his cock from his pants. He sat there stroking his cock, watching me watching him, enjoying the fear he sees in my eyes. His cock was...huge, not more than 8" long, but almost as thick as a soda can. When he finally does speak to me, his voice was deep and smooth almost sexy if I wasn't so scared. He explained to me that he was going to "break me in".The back seat swivels around to face the open sliding door. Michael never says a word as he reaches for my left leg. He wraps a. . Wait! Not yet.The room: Yeah ... the room.The place was storage ... for things from long ago ... really long ago. Like ... before the English. Before the Dutch. Stuff collected... (stolen) ... from the Māori and hidden away. Not saying that it was taken by the Hotel ... everything had price tags from no longer existing business. Businesses closed during the 1800’s. Police seized articles ... auctions ... garage sales ... estate sales ... found and unclaimed ... amateur archaeologists. “How can you be pregnant?” the first one asked.“Why by my husband, of course. We drained the Lines several times upsetting the Wizards,” I told them. They had paid little attention so far, but that didn’t last.“Husband?” they asked in indignation. “You are a Dragon. Why would you have a husband?”“I may be a Dragon, but I am also a human woman. Humans get married, especially when they are having children,” I reminded them.“Not always,” they both said with a Dragon grin.“Who is this man?” the. Holder, please stand,’ said the judge. ‘I understand your retaliation but you can’t go around hitting people because you don’t like what they say about you or your girlfriend.’ I thought even the judge knew I cared for Kathy. ‘You are responsible for Mr. Avery’s unpaid medical bills in the amount of two hundred dollars. You must pay it within one week. I’m putting you on six months probation for fighting in a public place. If you come to my courtroom again and are caught fighting, or otherwise.