He looked at the young warrior and said, "This will help the cuts, but I'm afraid that it won't do anything for the bruises."The young warrior smiled ...nd rubbed his chin and grinned. "It really doesn't matter anyway." Fighting Hawk studied the young man again. He wasn't the same brash and reckless young warrior that had challenged Big Owl.Fighting Hawk smiled at him and asked, "So I guess that you won't be challenging me after all?"The young warrior grinned even wider. "I never planned to. One day he called me into his study, and asked me to do him a favor. It seems that he had been accessing my progress over the last few years and felt I was ready for more.He had just come into "possession" of a small restaurant in the suburbs. He asked if I would like to learn the restaurant business because he wanted to turn it over to me. I wasn't a blood relative, he couldn't take me into the family businesses with my cousins, but he wanted to make sure I had something.I said yes (one didn't. I started massaging her boobs and soon her hands moved over mine as she then said that considering I'm touching her, I now owe her one. She then asked me to please stand up which I did. She pulled the plugged of the bath and then stood up exposing her cleanly shaven pussy to me once again. She then asked me to pass her her towel which I did and I sat down on the toilet and watched her dry her sexy body. Once she was dry she walked into her room and I followed. Soon she moved that she was. “Will you start kissing me and let me se what it is like?”Margaret put her arms around my neck, and lay her head on my shoulder. “Darrell,” she whispered in my ear, “I have watched various scenes on my computer over the last few days. Now I want to find out what sex feels like.” She leaned up to kiss me, and I put my mouth gently over hers, pushing my tongue between her lips. We exchanged wet French kisses tenderly for a few minutes. “This feels so nice,” Margaret whispered. With that, I began.