To the right was a leather black sofa with a dark purple accent wall behind it and a small black coffee table in front as well as four more black cozy...leather chairs to the other side of the sofa to create a “U” shape seating area. The reception desk was to the left built into the wall, and a door to the right of it leads to the various exam rooms. The décor was rather modern, magazines were on side tables and the lighting was dim creating a more intimate feel. I glanced over at the clock. So why don't we just do all of them."I saw his sneer slip for a minute then his disbelief that a female at almost half his weight could do anything to him came back. We went to the center of the mats and faced each other. I bowed again to him. He bowed then as soon as he was upright he attacked.Like a bull he charged leading the way with a flurry of punches. I went down into a horse stance and blocked upward then did a front kick to his guts. Spun to his left and did a flying crescent kick to. She stepped away from him and took a deep breath."Could we just talk as friends, not Guardian and ward, not Master and slave not any of those labels but as people, friends even?" Bella tried to express her need to meet him on equal terms without fear of consequences."This sounds serious," Rob remarked, "You can leave us Stephen," Rob walked to the dining table and took a seat rather than taking his place in the comfortable living room chair."Maybe he should stay," Bella said quietly, "You may. Most important thing: You must know I have a real sister, whose name is Shradha. I told this girl Divya (who I met on internet), about Shradha and I also told her about my feelings for my own sister. She got really excited listening to that. Whatever is there in the conversation is extremely real when we started the conversation; she immediately started talking about my sister. I felt may be she has a brother and she feels for him. So she must be getting excited by relating me with my sister.