It was boring and I was good at it. Last semester, my perspective changed. Our school offered a very unique program for a few students each year. For ... half dozen of us, we we enlisted in Dr Sonya’s personal advancement course. While we still spent half the day doing the normal boring English/math/history classes, half the day was dedicated to our personal studies. The class was completely self driven. As long as you impressed Dr Sonya, you got to work on whatever interested you. Early in the. "It's about making it supple and spreading the blow of impact while keeping it's shape." Esfalan was speaking of the steel for his armor. "The sword steel needs to be able to hold more of an edge, while flexing less since it shall be thicker, but this must be light enough to wear. What happens is the trace amounts of other elements dissolve into the molten metal, then when it cools, helps form metal crystals with different properties - the extra metals are made of little pieces, and the little. Saturday evening, I arrived at Connie's apartment a half-hour early, as is my wont. She answered the door dressed not at all prepared for dinner. She made no move to invite me in."Hi," I said, warily."Goodbye, asshole," she seethed, and closed the door.Well, that was different.I knocked again. Twice, three times. The door finally opened. She was clearly crying and angry. "What do you want? I want you to go!" she spat."Connie," I stammered, "what did I do?" You told Phil you fucked me Thursday. "You are beautiful and have a very sexy smile," I said unaware of how cheesy this all sounded. I lowered my hand onto her leg and she put her hand on top of mine. She moved her ear to be nearer to my mouth so I nibbled at her earlobe. My hand rubbed on her leg through the black dress and her hand pressed down on mine, not trying to stop me but just being there. My nibbles turned to kisses and she moved away so I kissed at her neck. She moved back to allow me more access to her neck. My hand.