He seemed like more a giant than a man."Honey, what are you looking at?" Katie said, but Rich couldn't pull hiseyes away to answer. She turned and saw...the massive black Adonis andstared at this ebony idol striding out of the surf towards them.As they watched, transfixed, it was as if he moved in slow motion. Hismeaty, perfectly-toned muscles rippled with each step he took. The sunglinted off his dark, wet skin. And, as he rose above the surf, they sawit. A gargantuan, pitch-black horse-cock. "Be not long in coming back to visit Scott, you will always find a welcome in Fife." He said as they were parting."My thanks Murdoch. I will send word as to the shipping of grain later in the year. In the meantime, don't forget my suggestion about building a port here." Replied Scott as he swung himself up onto his horse.At the head of just over one hundred horsed men, Scott and Gabrain waved their last farewells and headed for home.As they rode, Scott outlined his suggestion that they pay a. When they called to chat about you, for me to clear you, well, I mentioned it might be a good idea if I was here, too, just in case. They were more than happy to let me come along." Just in case of what?" I asked suspiciously."Oh, nothing. Well, nothing much. Oh, Hell, you know how it is. You say this and then you say that and suddenly they think that maybe some of those drugs we gave you way back then might flare up at any moment, especially in times of stress..." Gertie, you didn't! Is that. "Brad....little help?" he said in vain, realizing he was clearlyoutmanoeuvred."Brad's got problems of his own." A familiar figure strode purposefullyinto the room. I furrowed my brow, recognising him as the blonde-haireddude who'd kissed me in the hallway not that long ago. What the hellwas he doing here? Not that it mattered: Given the situation, Iwouldn't argue if Superman himself descended through the rooftop.Faye was pinned to the bed beneath Brad, her shirt torn from his greedyneed to paw.