Close your eyes and rest."Ronnie's reassuring words, and her soothing melodic tone, were almosthypnotic to Tommi. "But...," Tommi started to lift her...head, to speak inprotest, "it's all so ... overwhelming. So ... confusing." Hush," Ronnie repeated, reaching out to gently brush the hair fromTommi's eyes and soothingly stroke her cheek. "Rest now."Tommi felt a soothing calm entering her as she eased her head back ontothe pillow. "I'm ... a bit scared," she confessed in a hushed whisper,"that. He had a knife." ROB, he could have killed you! Why didn't Jan say anything about it. Why didn't Rollo or Ruthie?" First, Dad was the Pacific fleet middle weight boxing champ when he was in the Navy, so he taught me how to fight, then taught me some street fighting. Second, I said he had a knife, not that he knew how to use it. Third, I don't think Jan knows about it, I mean she's seen the scars but she doesn't know how I got them and lastly, I asked Rollo and Ruthie not to say anything.". For a moment, with Akira’s writhing little body laid in front of him, her breathy moans encouraging him to be Daddy, he was tempted to free her from the bed, forgo her punishment for her mouthiness that evening, and lick, kiss, taste her. But he couldn’t. Akira had to learn, without mixed messages, that rules were not to be broken. He continued to finger her cunt and clit, leaning in closer to smell the faint cinnamon sweetness of her fresh six year old half-breed pussyhole, then, rearing back,. Now that he was closer, I could see the glint of polished armor. At least I didn't cut myself with the sword. The horseman went between us and I stepped aside and cut the right fore leg off the horse. That created a mess.By the angle of the riders ... excuse me ... former riders helm it was pretty easy to see he wasn't getting up ... ever.This created consternation on the hilltop. There was considerable shaking of fists, clashing of metal against metal as the riders slammed gauntlets into.