Tomoe slowly approaches him.)Tomoe:... So you're still too tired to stand?Kenshin: Not really... I'm just going to rest a little longer.(A little paus....)Kenshin: It's been fifteen years since that snowy day. I've been wielding the sword ever since.Tomoe:... I know.Kenshin: And I'm most likely going to keep on using it.Tomoe (with just the trace of a smile): I know.Kenshin: You finally smiled.Tomoe: Yes... When you smile, the me inside of you is always smiling.Kenshin: Really?Tomoe: Yes. It's. When i came out from the bedroom a few mins later i was wearing a fairly tight low cut tee shirt with a short tartan flared skirt with a pair of fluffy hugg boots...fairly sexy but not tarty was my thinking.The engineer was standing in the kitchen and started to say sorry as soon as he saw me but also looking me up and down as he did, we started chatting and he asked me if it would be ok to start the job . i just smiled and said yeah why not .i sat down at my table and picked up a book i had. CRACK!The riding crop landed on her buttocks in an unexpected cut which made her stagger slightly, though she managed not to cry out.“That is so that you are aware of your position. Now hold still.”The Emir’s hand stroked one full buttock and slid down the crack and a finger was insinuated into her cunt.“Hmm. Wet, I see,” said the Emir, “You want me to use you, I suppose? Suddenly I am not the hated brother, but the beloved Master am I?”Elaheh said nothing.Hiss ... CRACK!The second cut was. Other than Derek, we were all watching Jen work over Michael’s cock, her attention to detail – and our attention on her - somehow fascinatingly perverse as she even slid his foreskin back to clean beneath it. He’d relaxed by then, simply enjoying her attention, not nearly as freaked out (understandably) as he’d been when Derek grabbed his package.I glanced at Marci, whose gaze was inscrutable as she watched yet another woman explore and fondle her boyfriend’s genitalia; she caught me watching.