)Yahiko: Kenshin!Kenshin (thinking): A kick! No... Like Hanya, he's a kempoist!(They trade blows. While Aoshi lands several punches, he blocks everyth...ng Kenshin throws at him.)Kenshin: I see. You plan to create an impenetrable defense with the kodachi, then, like Hanya, attack using kempo... Aoshi: You make one mistake. I was the one who taught Hanya kempo--(he strikes Kenshin several times)Aoshi: And the speed and strength of a master and his pupil are vastly different. Do not think we are. He was a big old farm guy of about 250 pounds and well over 6 feet tall. His name was Oscar. I did not particularly care for his dominating ways but tolerated him, because he made mom happy. I was a husky lad at this age, tall and had rather effeminate airs about me. Shortly after their marriage, Mom was called and informed that her mother was ill and to come home right away. When she informed Oscar she was leaving for a few days, he whined about who would take care of him while she was. She looked absolutely gorgeous as I reached out to hold her. I could smell Rajshree’s perfume as I hugged my wife. Glancing downward half of her breasts were exposed in this top. I wanted to kiss her but didn’t want to smear her lipstick. Rajshree told me she had to leave in a minute, and wanted me to go out and buy some wine for this evening when she brought Mr. Howard by the house after dinner. Rajshree told me she should be back here around eight tonight and not to be nervous and made sure. But what was equally clear was that the hard-on in her hands wasn't letting up; he wanted this, and he wanted it badly. It was her first real test as a slut mother and she certainly wasn't going to let herself down, and more importantly, let her son down."That does sound risky. And it does sound dangerous. But it also sounds kind of fun, and I can tell how much you want this. Come on, let's go outside and you can finally have me the way that you want me."Tom's heart was pounding uncontrollably.