I thought that was being really lady-like and courteous, sending a written apology. But you didn't even have the courtesy to reply. Then yesterday I s...nt you one inviting you to my house for a little fun. But you didn't crawl in through my window last evening. Earlier today I sent you one telling you where to meet me during lunch, but you didn't show. So I've been forced to take more severe measures. You did get all of my notes, didn't you?"He nodded, but said, "I didn't respond 'cos I wanted. She can see the first hints of his erection bulging out of the top of his trousers through the material of his boxers. "Rule number two," he strokes the back of her head softly, and she closes her eyes, enjoying the feeling as he toys with the sensitive skin behind her neck, and her ear. "If you behave yourself... if I decide you're a good girl, then you get five minutes at the end to do whatever you want to me."She grins at this, and he slowly pulls his trousers down, gripping his erection. I was not a qualified instructor in their lethal use, but one of the scouts was quite skillful with either a tomahawk or a knife of any description. He gave her tutoring on a daily basis if she rewarded him with one of the blades. It seemed like a good deal to her and I had to agree because I had seen him hit a moving target at fifteen paces.After a few short weeks, Kit had the knack of throwing the knives so that they would hit their target point first every time. I made her a belt that she. I whisper to him, asking if he's ready to try it, and he replies that he's scared. I promise him he'll have fun, and he pursed his thin red lips, and nods. My good boy.I held the bottle under his nose, simultaneously holding one nostril closed, and listened while he snorted. I quickly put the top on the bottle and waited for him to blow out his hit. As soon as he let it out I grabbed his dick and started softly stroking it. He purred like a kitten and relaxed against me, kissing my neck and ear.