" So, he could find himself with some real dogs, then," I said."Maybe. But like I said, the kids see it as first-aid. If somebody was bleeding to deat... in the street, you wouldn't pass them by because they weren't pretty, would you?" I thought the plague was going to be a paradise for ugly men. You know, the fatties, the wimps, the nerds, all the ones that the girls aren't interested in. But it sounds like they're going to be left high and dry when all the girls have permanent mates." Not all. Just so we're even, my name is Dee."She didn't seem to be kidding."Um, psychic? Really? You read my mind to get my name?" You don't believe me." She didn't seem offended."Well...I'm a scientist. We don't believe in that sort of thing," I said carefully."I know." Uh-huh, I guess you would. So tell me, Dee, what else have you figured out about me?"She looked at me seriously. "Well, let's see. You're very nice and very intelligent. But lately you've been under a lot of pressure, and you haven't. I wanted to fuck this crazy bitch. Bad. But first, I had her turn around and face sit me. It was awesome. She was facing the mirror and kept checking herself out while she grinded on my face. She was getting off looking at herself and I was digging it. She kept rubbing the front of her body, and opening her pussy as I grabbed her ass and gently pressed my finger against her ass hole. She couldn't stop looking at herself in the mirror and touching and squeezing her tits while she pushed herself. .Angelique d' Beaufort."Thomas was stunned. "Oh my...Comtesse d' Beaufort?" Oui, dear lad," said the comtesse with a sly grin. "Do not keep mewaiting now with that dagger. Au revoir Monsieur." And with that, thewoman exited the blacksmith shop, leaving Thomas a bit dumbfounded.Thomas quickly opened the box again, noting the dimensions of theindentation/carving that would make up the blade of the ceremonialdagger. He had never seen a hilt like that before in all of his limitedyears working.