When Axel had phoned her unexpectedly that afternoon to meet him at the corner of Fifth and Eighth, she had expected to be taken to the opening of a n...w art show or a party, not shadowing some poor girl up and down the streets of Greenwich Village."Damn you, Borman!" she snapped, using his last name to indicate her exasperation, although she could hardly keep from laughing at the picture he made... the distinguished Wall Street broker staring earnestly down at the beads and sandals and other. She reached out to continue her massage on my growing cock. She looked beautiful sitting on the bar stool. Her legs with the black stockings were slightly parted and her sexy, black bra revealed her little, pink nipples quite nicely. I reached out to carefully and slowly pinch one of them. Danielle didn't say anything, just looked down at my fingers. The cute bartender had noticed us and smiled broadly when I looked around and my eyes met hers. I stopped pinching Danielle's nipple."Oh, don't. The pretty nurse was just a blur. He blinked but it didn’t clear. He explained what he saw or did not see to the doctor. ‘I was afraid of that. Please place your hand against your right ear. Listen to me and tell me what you hear.’ Charles did and as he listened, it sounded as if had cotton in his left ear. Again he explained the situation to the doctor. ‘Captain,’ explained the doctor, ‘The severe explosion has affected both your left eye and left ear. I’m not sure if the effect is permanent. However, it was a curse in that it meant that the pair had to wander into unfamiliar, therefore dangerous, territory in search of their prey. Just such a situation was forcing them to move on, now.They chose to move north, not for any particular reason, but just on whim. Before they left, they did swing around to pick up the new bolt points that the blacksmith had been making for them. These points were of excellent quality and uniformity, so that Keith and Sam would not have to make any.