A mix of skills also helped, for example one to deal damage, another to heal. Most people you met, though, you didn’t want to hang around with for l...ng. They had the attention span, the planning, and the language skills, of a somewhat disorganized and socially inept teenager. Occasionally you met someone who you liked for the ‘cut of their jib’, and arranged to meet again. In the case of DarkKitten we did just that. We met and played again. Soon we were arranging to meet at a certain time, so. Their communiques that had been recorded using the changes in color in their eyes hadn't mentioned precisely what was there at that center for power. She got these double checked even as their war council progressed. Nobody was allowed to step outside the conference room, until they had some decision, except for the trusted errand boys who brought them notes and information of happenings from around the kingdom, or things that had been ordered. The Hellene was standing in place looking. I understood she was nodding me to move to my room. I and Neenu went to my room and peeked through the door to the hall. Ravi and mom were talking a bit. But nothing was happening.Neenu: It’s time for the backup plan.Me: What plan?Neenu: You will see! But you have to trust me on this.Saying this she suddenly ripped her t-shirt and started to scream. I was shocked.Ravi and mom came running to my room and saw Neenu crying and her t-shirt torn.Neenu: Papa, Tom did this to me.She ran and hugged her. "Or how about something to eat instead?" she asked as she rubbed her hand over her panty-covered mound. Nobody laughed. Despite the cheesiness of her lines, her performance was pure eroticism.Max didn't answer. He leaned back and shoved his hands in his pockets. He felt the red disk in there and remembered what the bouncer said about putting it on the table. He took it out and chucked it on top of the table. He saw Candy's eyes go wide as it clinked down. Then a vapid expression replaced the.