I can’t sleep. It’s too hot!” “Frank, can you go over to Nadine’s room and have a look?” Katia asks as she’s shaking me a little to make...sure I’m awake. I’m propping myself up, sighing. “Ok”. I’m walking over to Nadine’s room. Nadine is following. I’m fiddling with the remote control. The aircon is just blowing warm air. Something is definitely wrong: “I’ll call service tomorrow.” Nadine’s walking back to my bedroom. “Mom, it’s broken. Can I sleep with you? I can’t sleep without aircon.. Afterwards we decided to have a few drinks at a bar close by. I badly needed to use the loo so made a beeline towards the Mens toilets. Standing at the urinal, I pulled my cock out and started to pee. I was the only one in the bathroom until my mate Chad came in. He stood next to me and got his cock out. We had a brief banter about the show and how good it was - just basic pleasantries. As I got down to a dribble, it suddenly struck me that Chad was there but I couldn't recall him actually. ““Yes, the Blenkinsopps of this world and their ilk, who strut about in their fancy togs as if they had been alongside Conky at Waterloo. Blenkinsopp probably knows as much about soldering as you know about iron founding.” The Royal Duke gave a sly grin. “I know the name you fellows give to people from Scunthorpe.”He picked up a quill from the holder on the desk and dipped the nib into an inkwell. “I want men who have smelled powder and know how to use a bayonet in their place — you still can. ~ * ~Chaun“It's really simple,” I said, grinning. “We needed a devious and cunning creature, something born of Cernere herself.”“I don't understand,” Xera said as I stared at her.“Chaun,” Faoril gasped. “Oh, that is brilliant. Of course.”“Thanks,” I said, giving a short bow to Faoril. “I am not following,” Xera said.Thrak let out a rumbling grunt. “Yes, that would work.”“A fairy, Xera,” I said. “A race born by the union of Cernere and Las. The God of Lust had tricked Cernere, desiring her.