His fingers were tapping his cheek. This was not a good sign. Well, at least not to me.My father looked me in the eye and asked, "Before this moment, ...ow was your love life?"Jeanie started to laugh.Jessica was looking at me with interest in the answer to that question.Theresa said, "I know." What?" Jessica said, looking at her mother with unbelief in her eyes.There was a slight smile on my father's face."Well, Theresa, tell me about it."She suddenly realized the can of worms she'd opened up and. On his cheeks was a neatly trimmed beard. On his neck was a dragon tattoo which was visible if you looked above his shirt collar. He had a full-size upper body, strong big hands and extensive shoulders. His chest was muscled and one could the outline of his abs on his shirt. He looked like a gang leader or a drug peddler, maybe thats why no one messes with him. Not even the senior students. But no matter his build, Karen loathed him. Now if you excuse me, I have things to do, and I also have to. I knocked at the door for several minutes offering what apologies I could as he fished his hole for latex, hurling at me an interesting combination of curse words as he did so. Finally the bathroom door opened and no longer was his anger apparent. No, it had been replaced with a sneering grin and cold, mocking eyes. "Look, stud", he said. "You're gonna pay me back for this. You are my new protege." I was dumbstruck, but before I could utter a word he continued. "I'm gonna teach you how to be. . assault.”Her eyes lit up when he mentioned sexual culture then frowned at the mention of assault. “I am a student of sexual history and can tell you much about sexual culture. When you say assault, you mean the use of force, correct?” He nodded, uncomfortable. “Has anyone been hurting my girls?” she said in a heated tone.“No, no.” Axel waved his hands. “It’s this girl I met, well, I met her a while ago but only got to know her now. She was captured by the bandits and escaped with our help.