“You can buy shit with them. Or you can cash them in for regular money. Whatever,” he said. I nodded.“And they just send them to you?”“Yeah,...I make a time and a special channel, and give them the password after they send me the money. Then I do what they want.”“What do you mean, pervs?” This one I really wondered about. I’d never heard anybody describe a girl as a perv, only guys. I wondered if he was putting on shows for guys.“You know ... pervs ... dirty old men, who like boys an’ shit. Do I. The following night ill always remember it was a Friday the end of a shit week at college and I had the whole weekend off so I was looking forward to some hard sex then a relaxing weekend off doing nothing, I made my way to Kens as usual and he was on his own" hello young man ive been expecting you I hope your are horny because I certainly am" I walked into the lounge and sat down Ken brought us some drinks and then we went to the bedroom" you know what to do young man and I did I stripped off. I felt myself starting to get aroused while looking at her. Boldly, I slipped up behind her, my hands sliding up around her cupping her breasts from behind. She gasped, and spun around kissing me passionately, pressing against me. Our hands frantically grabbing at clothing, flailing and tugging at fabric, exposing flesh that would be consumed in short order. My hand slid from her breast for the briefest moment but she grabbed it and placed it back, squeezing the soft flesh with her hand on. So we wanted our power, our strength in linking to 'the Road', to be where it would do most good. We also knew it would be a major boost for the infantry's morale to see their King and their Prince (yep, that's me!) standing with them.The night before, even before we had left Gower, Kenneth had predicted that Malcolm would attack at first light and with his full force. The sun rose from the east, which meant that dawn lightened the Scanian side of the River Anesta first. Malcolm used even this.