"This is all a joke, right?" he asked."No joke. This person would really be the King and would have absolute power to determine the laws of the land,"...Jamie replied."And the Ambassador is suggesting we should do this? Is he suggesting who the King should be?" Laura asked.Before Jamie could answer, Stuart spoke first."Well Jamie of course. Isn't that obvious? Who else is there?" he said."But what about the royal family?" Debbie asked."They're all gone and the Ambassador's staff have told him. "I thought a pony was a breed and not a size," Lucy said. The horse gave a quick double step and she squeaked."It's both. Usually an equine smaller than 14.2 hands is a pony while an equine taller than 14.2 hands is a horse. With Pintos, any equine taller than 14 hands is a horse while less than that is a pony.The Shetland pony is a breed and runs less than 14.2 hands,"William answered. His horse, at 15.3 hands, looked huge compared to her little horse."It's still big," she said. Of course,. She smiled, and sat back down.Under the table I went. Sure enough there was the pen. I reached for it, then saw the motion under Geogie's desk. Her legs were very far apart, and as I looked higher I was transfixed. The sheer fabric of her nylons was stretched tight across her pubic area, as before, but the skirt was all the wall up to the top of her thighs. And there were no panties.No mistaking the curls of auburn pubic hair this time, nor the peachy softness of the mound that surrounded her. It would be much worse for you without me there to protect you. They would all use you, all ten of them. First again like before like a boy and then, when your bottom was no longer tight enough to please them, they would take you like a woman. Once you were too used to stir even their desire any longer, they would certainly kill you. But not quickly. They are a cruel people, as cruel as their land, even if they are a people of the Book. In their minds, an enemy God is so gracious as to deliver.