We’re stuck in here until YOU decide we can leave. I don’t have a problem with you. Sensei Jim doesn’t have a problem with you. YOU have a probl...m with you. And it’s all up to you. You aren’t going to get your promotion to 2nd Dan and I’m sure as hell not going to have sex with you. And if you tell Sensei that you won’t make things right until you get those, he’ll kick you out of the dojo. You know it. I know it.“And yes, Dear Heart,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm, “you can tell Sensei. As I rubbed her shoulders in a smooth sensual way I repeated defensively that she complained about the pain in her shoulders and lower back. After a pause I told Paul to pull her shorts down a little so he could fully get to her lower back. Jen acted like she wanted to complain and didn't provide any help but soon Paul had dropped her shorts about three inches lower exposing her whole back. Neither of us could tell if she was wearing panties. We continued to massage her, moving up and down. Sabreena wanted to know whether it had to be that strong, did we employ special stomach linings during the festive season, but lost her ability to articulate during the latter part of her sentence, ending in a helpless fit of giggles. After a few tentative sips Alfred confined himself to whiskey, maintaining that it was quite mild, even when undiluted, when compared to Wilbur's un-Christian concoction."Bert, what is the program for tomorrow? We want to make you feel at home here." Lexa, we will. With a sigh the young witch looks at a strange device that she is wearing on her left wrist, and mumbles, "Wow! Has it really been 25 years? I wonder what specials the tavern in town will have today?"Turning toward the door, she sees the young knight still standing there speechless. She pauses, and says, "Ahh! You probably have questions about what is going on here, am I right?"The young knight manages to shake his head in an affirmative manner."Seeing that you seem to have no idea as to what.