" And were you blind from birth?" No, accident at age 4." Bummer." And that was all she said, Ken noted with relief. No uncomfortable sympathy."And yo...?" Tumor, age 5." Bummer," echoed Ken. "Did they get it all?" Wasn't malignant, just happened to be sitting on my optic nerve." And do you see anything?" Nada. Nothing. Zilch." Ken could hear Lisa shifting in her chair. "Except sometimes I think I'm seeing something, or imagining I am." You mean like your brain making things up?" I get that too,. She imagined herself naked in one of the classrooms, bent over the teacher's desk, while someone drove into her from behind. Jennifer was between boyfriends, and hence tending to fantasize more often than usual anyway; but this daydream was startlingly vivid, and much more sexual than her usual vaguely romantic imaginings.At first she dismissed it as a product of too long a period of celibacy; but the daydream kept coming back throughout the day, more and more clearly each time, to the point. Oscar didn't recognize him.He thought Harry was the police come to arrest him for some long forgotten transgression. He backed out of the room with regret and said his good nights to Bojana. He pitied her long term depressing future looking after the befuddled old man.Olga was snoring when he got back to the room. It was a little warm and she had thrown off the blanket exposing her short night shirt and skimpy panties. He looked at her soft skin and slender thighs. Harry thought he must be. With Carlton guarding my back, and I watching over him in turn, we ventured into some of the notorious gambling towns of Asia, where I found some games not pure chance, where my read of the other players gave me an advantage. I also had to read the bosses so as not to cross the line into greedy, and just seem to be ‘that lucky’, so it wasn’t as boring as you might imagine as soon as you might think. Carlton was awestruck at my finesse.I eventually tired of this sport, but while returning to.