“Maybe that’s why you’re alone,” I quipped, “You’ve mastered the art, and you’re just looking for your next boy toy. I’ll volunteer.�... I finished with a grin. “Yeah, that’s for sure not it. You gotta let ‘em in before you can control them.” She replied quickly. “Oh. Does that mean...” I trailed off. “Yes” she replied, again quickly, running her words together like she was afraid of them, “I’m a virgin. The guys keep leaving me because I won’t let them in. I’ve never had a dick in me. I HAVE. Only a master swordsmith would be able to tell the blade had dulled at all.”Hinata showed me how to shut down the forge for the night before leading me, holding my hand, toward the home she shared with her siblings, parents, and grandparents.I would have expected a roomier home from the number of people living within.The room where I was sleeping wasn’t much larger than the space required for the bed and small dresser. I expected something more in line with old Martial Arts movies and films. I mean could you do “You Are So Beautiful”?“Really? And to whom would I be singing a love song. I mean I don’t even know you.”“No! It is not like that. I just love the song and it reminds me of some personal stuff and you sound like Joe Cocker.”“Oh. It is just such a personal, intimate song. I don’t want to do a bad job because I am not into it. What is your name?”“My name is Barb and I would really appreciate it.” She looked at me with these big green eyes.“Ok, Barb. My name is Mick. I will do. After a feed and a bit of a lay down etc at around 8 we decided to head back down to the pub to see what was on offer. Now in pick up mode elly dressed in a super short skirt with no knickers, high heels and a top that is open all the way down the front. Its usually worn over a tank top or something similar but she decided to go bare under it. Also removing the clasp that holds the front together she didn’t leave much to the imagination. Anyway we bought some drinks and sat down, elly was.