But any of our men can outshoot her. After all, she is only a female and can't be as strong as our bow men." This brought a laugh to both King and Pri...ce as they drank more wine than usual.Alexis lay in her bed, thinking. Both her husband, children and LordBillingsly had been dead for just over two years. She felt lonely. She would rather meet this Prince than fight him. Maybe there was something there she missed when she was in that tournament years before. She was only a girl of fifteen when. I was right she was not wearing any panties. I remember her throwing the drinks down and I was pretty sure that she was slurring her speech. Then she told me to fuck her and to do a good job of it too. I was certainly attracted to her however she was the boss’ wife. This was very wrong on so many levels that it was ridiculous. I looked at that fine piece of ass in front of me and all of my bathroom sexual experience ran through my mind. Again she told me to fuck her in no uncertain words. I. "Did you understand the performance?" she asked. "Not a bit," I answered. The conversation was in Japanese."Shall we go somewhere and get a cup of coffee?" I asked her.Kazuko looked at me in disbelief. "What is it you want?" Sex," I told her. "Onata o hoshii," "I want you."We walked down the streets of Ginza. She held my arm. If possible I would have liked to have strutted down Ginza Street with her holding my arm like we were a couple. Me and a lady in her 60's or 70's in a kimono, together.. It had gotten to a point where if I heard the music play Iwould immediately go to bed. Sometimes the music would even start up inthe middle of the day and I'd find myself dozing off where I sat.I didn't notice the changes as I lived them, but reviewing them in aninstant, they were obvious.The first thing to go was Church. I stopped attending, finding theservices becoming more and more obviously hate fueled propaganda. Iturned to a more personal, introspective expression of spirituality.The rest.