"Oof!" I exhaled and grunted. It hurt. Not bad but it still hurt."You said you were ready," she said laughing.Tiffany did things slowly to give me a c...ance to improve on my responses. I was amazed at how fluid she was with her hands and arms. She was very good. It made me feel like I didn't even know Tiffany."Do you want to come over to my place after school and practice your self-defense again?" Tiffany asked during lunch on Monday."I think I know it now," I said."You need to keep practicing. Lisa has been after me to do this since we moved in over 5 years ago, so for her to see this much clean up is making her quite happy also.Now that I've gotten quite used to carrying a purse, I don't see how I could have managed before. Even without the make up, nail polish, and gag I have to carry now, I have enough things that pockets alone would never work for me anymore. So when this is all over, I am going to have to find a 'masculine' looking purse just so I can continue to stay organized. However as with most spirits, their forefathers couldn’t care less about the physical world and you must beg them to help you and your family. As men are leaders of society, you can’t expect them to beg for favors on a daily basis; but woman could! So religion is considered a women’s job in Vippon.Iweko again made sure her kimono and hoodveil were in order; it wouldn’t do to insult her ancestors by being poorly-dressed. Iweko bowed her head to the floor and silently begged her ancestors to keep. . my heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. My hands ere sweaty and I was shaking, but I was also so horny my jeans were damp and I could smell my sex juice. Wearing a buttoned blue blouse and my best jeans bare foot I waited. When the phone rang I walked into the living room. I walked between my dad and the TV. I walked very close to him turned around and touched the floor pushing my ass inches from his face. When I turned around I looked into his eyes, his dark brown eyes.