It was her birthday. She wore whatever pleased him and he flaunted his girl on the beach. After the late evening stroll on the beach, they went back t... their hotel room. He had meticulously planned this day and especially this evening. The hotel room was right by the beach. The warm beach breeze carrying the fragrance of the wet sand had engulfed the room. As they entered the room, he grabbed her by her waist and picked her petite body and kissed her. She always liked being picked and carried. " That's the problem, Dad. They may take somebody else on." They still can't sack you for an accident that wasn't your fault."Reg shrugged."I'll have a word with Cliff Edwards, our union rep," went on Ron."Don't stir anything up." I won't. He'll just be able to tell me what the rules are." 'Kay." Where did the flowers come from?" asked Daphne eying two large bunches in separate vases."One's from Mr and Mrs Davies and the others from Miss Eleanor." That's very good of them. They must be nice. We clash swords. Neither landing a hit. I decide to move off his level. During our spar I have been calmly observing his moves, his speed and reflexes. All better than average. Now that I am warmed up I focus outward.Seeking the wind, and the ground. I start to change the gravity around me, make it heavy in front, lighter off the side. My foot work changes to reflect this.At first he doesn't notice, 'til I brush aside his strike and reposte to hit him on the arm. He hisses in surprise."One," I. This little demo left him still free and still full of himselfas he pulled on the small loop which were it to be placed overa hook would leave the wrist tightly trapped and unableto be freed unless the other hand could be used to slip itoff the hook. I saw my chance and was full of admiration and asked if I couldtry that on his other wrist to see that I could do it right.With his expert (if very boastful tutoring) I got it rightand pulling reasonably hard on the small loop on that wristnoted.