Then they went to Mike's place to come here—wherever here was."Well, Miss Linda did say talking helped to put back together what we feel with what w... lived through. She said the bad things will still be bad..." They'll just be in the past," the pretty Latina intoned from memory, "not your present or future." Did you... ?" Miri tried to twist around to look at her, but Marisa held tight to the unfinished braid."Hey, now! Keep still, so I can do your hair." Sorry," the petite girl turned back. “Remember what I said about that baby girl” as I reach down and start to open her legs.“NO. NO ok no more crying” my little girl moans“Are you sure you are OK? I didn't hurt you?”“No I have never felt anything so good in my entire life Daddy, err SIR, or Kevin. I will call you anything you want except late at night for what you have just done to me.”I start massaging some life back into her legs as she lay on my bed. Rubbing up and down her thighs. Reaching down to her shins I find my face. Be prepared babe, I'm on my way up and I have a big surprise for you... It's one of your fantasies!!! I'm sure he was wondering WTF!! Just as I sent it, her and I were stepping into the elevator. Both of us bouncing and wiggling all around, just trying to hold on. As the elevator doors open, we both start to run towards our room. Just as I start to swipe the room key, my husband opens the door. The expression on my girlfriends​ face was priceless. She glanced over at me, with a look of somewhat. Sword connoisseurs who knew their blades would pay big for such a Damascus blade, especially one finished to Jason's standards.The problem was that pattern welding was a heck of a lot of work, and a pain in the butt. It was a little easier with a rolling mill, but that was a machine Jason didn't have, and he preferred to do it in the traditional manner anyway. It took at least four hands, and there were a couple points in the process where an extra pair of hands that knew what they were doing.