I guess they act more like nurses than guards but those masks are just so scary-looking that I figu–‘ ‘Wait – the what? The masks?’ ‘Yeah,...they wear, like scuba masks or gas masks or something. Their uniforms are all black latex, and everything from the neck down is skin-tight, but the headgear is really kinda wild. And there’s definitely some Darth Vader-lookin’ mouthpiece in there that they’re breathing through. That’s kind of a fucked up thing for a nurse to wear, isn’t it?’ ‘Yeah, I guess. Gary came back with three glasses of champagne, all filled close to the top. He said the bartender had asked if he could just finish off the bottle for us and Gary had agreed, so we probably had more in our glasses than normal. Gary sat down and proposed a toast to a wonderful evening with two great friends for letting him tag along for the night. We clinked our glasses together and each of us took a drink. Then Debbie said she wanted to make a toast and lifted her glass to her best friend and. He is a simple man dressed in his blue denim jeans with a white t-shirt covered by his dark blue button up he wears for work. As he removes the boots she cant help but see his strong thick fingers negotiating the knots an the muscles flex in his powerful forearms as he removes them. He stands up straight an stretches his back putting his arms in the air his biceps taught at the sleeves in such a way would lead her to wonder how they don’t tear as he flexes them. He turns his head now an. " I do better than that, sir--I save you." You do? Why, really, the thing becomes more and more dramatic--explain yourself." I must refer again to the club in the Rue Saint-Jacques." It appears that this club is rather a bore to the police. Why didn't they search more vigilantly? they would have found"--"They have not found; but they are on the track." Yes, that the usual phrase; I am quite familiar with it. When the police is at fault, it declares that it is on the track; and the government.