Some nipple rings, I guess. I just never had the guts. But here we are now. Will you help me? I guess I need moral support."The manager, as it turned ...ut, knew Nadia fairly well and the piercer was a friend of Sandra Samuels. That and their knowing I was some kind of organizer got us to the head of the line. Cynthia picked out a pair of 12-gague 75 millimeter d-rings and held them in front of her nipples. "What do you think?" I think they're fine if that's what you want," I encouraged her.. What made it even worse was that I had no idea of what the hell I liked to eat. I had been told that I had been in Iraq, and in a Hummer, when a roadside bomb went off, which more or less explained the fireball. My left leg had been blown off just below the knee, and my left hand had had my ring finger and my little finger taken off as well. I had apparently had my face smashed into something because almost every bone in my face had been broken, along with a couple of skull fractures. I had. Lobo, however, was so frustrated by his inability to join the battle that he gnawed on a limb, hiked a leg and pissed over the side of the nest.Morales didn't know how long he stood with his bow at half draw, but he finally let out a sigh, slacked the bow and carefully took the step to be fully back in the nest."Shit, Lobo. Shit!" he muttered as he cocked and reloaded his crossbow. Then the shakes set in.Lobo was still staring over the side, his restraining rope pulled to its maximum extension.. Though she had continually ignored him in the past and politely brushed him off, I was stimulated by his approaches and a bit jealous of him. Things were now different.Now she was not brushing him off. And now he was always over at her machine talking and laughing with her, both of them flirting like two high school kids, as though I wasn't there, accept for her occasional glance over at me with her sweet smile.He was my first real twinge. I couldn't help myself. Of all people, this would be.