Soon I was at his half closed door viewing him playing with his cock onto my photo. I just stayed there until he was very close and then pushed opened... the door. He was startled. He tried to cover up himself “What the hell is u doing Abhi???” “Ohh…. I’m sorry dido…. I’m really sorry” I snatched the photos from him “So this is what my little brother is up to… eh???” I pushed him onto his bed. He started crying “Ohhhh plss didii…. Plsss don’t tell our parents… I just couldn’t control myself… u. You've perverted your position as Justice for your own personal desires. Those temple maids are slaves to the men who desire them and your household women are forced to remain here to provide you with sex." Now see here young woman..." the Mayor shouted, raising his voice. "They are not slaves. They are well provided for and..." Is there a problem in here?" Frank Sr. asked, having just entered the room. "You two are starting to get a little noisy." And you, Sir, and your lady friend are getting. It's time to pay the band sweetheart."The old man turned and walked east up the dusty street towards Angelo's Italian Eatery. With every step an ever greater change came over the old man.His back straightened, stride lengthened, chest swelled, and eyes long dimmed by age became clear and deadly cold once more.Walking down that street the man who had called himself James Normal for a decade died, and the man who was once known far and wide as Broadcloth Jim Dandy took his place.Jim never slowed. One minute I'm bored to tears, the next I'm flying off my bike and being hunted my hit men in the the early morning. Half hour later I'm walking into a fast food restaurant cover in blood only part of which is mine.Seven days later I'm being asked to manage my best friends pub. Then a week from now I will be all healed up and bored shitless again. God life was grand.The weekend went by without indecent. The things went as Jeromy and The Brit no doubt planned. I wasn't alone most of the weekend.