He was going to pass out. He couldn’t get air. He was going to hurl. He felt the contents of his stomach rumbling and tears streamed from his eye.... The entire time, the guy was hurling insults at him, calling him names. “Fucking sissy bitch, suck my dick you white cocksucker. That’s right, bitch, eat it, eat my fucking big slab of black meat. Work for that cum. That’s what you want, isn’t it?” Dave would have nodded if he had control of his head. He could barely hear the words. I could do what Wally and you do?”“I don’t know, Alex. Wally, when you hold it, does it tingle? Or just feel alive?”“Just alive. I never noticed any tingling. I just expect it to crawl out of my hand. Is that what you feel? Tingling?”“No, I feel it’s alive too. That, the symbols, and it makes me feel good. Kind of like when my mom rubs my chest. Joey only felt a little tingling before he could feel the symbols too. Now the tingling feels stronger to him and it comforts him like it does me.”“I. The girls did the same and they too said 'num, num, num'.Well, once the salads were done, an appetizer arrived, stuffed mushrooms with crab meat. Classic. More num, num, nums and another toast to the chef and more cheering from the girls.We were served a small dish of sorbet to cleanse our palates. It was oh so cold and luckily we only took a small bite each.The waiter took away our dishes and replaced our wine glasses with new ones then the dinner wine was opened. A dark red liquid was poured. "Myka turned on Jonar. "Do you know how to dance?"The towering cordach nodded tentatively. "Probably not like you think, though. I was the most proficient of my peers in the sword dances and chant jigs," he mumbled, hoping the two older men would not hear.But Lord Xavear chuckled, his eyes shining with mischief. "You would be surprised, Lady Myka. If you have never seen a man dance the mnykari rhythm dance with a full-length blade, you have not yet seen the height of grace and suppleness of.