"Are there ever warlords who are deposed?" I asked him. "How do you know these things, by the way?" Yes, they are deposed all the time. I know this be...ause my father was a merchant who supplied many things for the lord where I grew up." Is he also the lord of this district?" I asked."No, he was killed several years ago." Men, we will continue to train, and prepare for the expected next attack."We went home and I lay awake most of the night. Verine and Erma were worried about me. I guess they. The clock said it was ten past eight. He did have to hurry. Or did he?Once again he studied the bra.The boys at Norton’s wore tight silk tops all the time, didn’t they? They all did. But this seemed different. Seeing his pink nails shimmer through the fabric he wondered what the difference was. The usual tops were, well, like short T’s. And T-shirts were all right.Everybody wore them.This ... thing, though ... it was maybe the most feminine piece of garment. It insinuated something – something. He smiled at her. "Hey baby, Daddy's home," he whispered taking the pacifier from her mouth and kissing her gently."Daddy," she cooed, "I missed you." I know you did, baby girl," he said, sitting beside her. "I missed you too." He held open his arms and she climbed into his lap. He rocked her back and forth while he stroked her hair. She curled her fingers in his chest hair as she hummed some childish made-up tune. After a moment, she put her pacifier back in her mouth and began sucking. Thats why next Ted had both Mooo like dairy cows as he pissed all over their faces & udders . Chapter 1 Picking Up Piss Drinking Sluts At The Bar -3 hours earlierTed was bored with his life he was sick of women he is own age, he wanted to use his gift in using some old married hags this weekend You see Ted was a hypnotist , & for the most part he had controlled only single women the eldest being 30. Tonight that was about to change. As he walked into Marks Place he noticed two grannies.