I love what I do and it pays the bills. I mean, food has to be put on the table somehow.’ His eyes cut into narrow slits at my last sentence. He kno...s it was directed at him. ‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ he asked. ‘You and I both know that currently your career is total shit and that you’ve morphed into a stay at home dad.’ ‘So you’re kicking me when i’m down.’ ‘I’m not kicking you. I’m just saying that i’m not fond of your complaints. I can’t give you, the kids, and my job 100% all the. As his large hands spread my cheeks apart, his tongue lapped up and down my crack. Man it felt good. So good that I had to have a try. With that, I pulled out from under the desk and stood up. Standing beside me I reached into his partially opened coveralls a pulled them off his shoulders. After the top had dropped around his waist I lifted his t-shirt from his body. His chest was really furry and well formed. His pecs, though not hard, were well defined, as were his shoulders and arms. Without. He didn't even get on the internet. An unfamiliar voice came from the corner of the room; he said, "Someone's been a naughty little bitch." Steve's heart began to race as he struggled even harder with the straps. Steve asked what the man wanted to which we would get no reply. He heard footsteps come at him as a hard slap came across his face. The man said, "You only speak when spoken to." Steve wasn't sure what to think. He was still drunk from the night before, and thought it might be a ruse. )Otowa: I couldn't do anything so foolish as to meet head-on an opponent that has already seen past my Baika Chuuzen. An assassin's basic tactics is to outwit the enemy and catch him off-guard. It's nothing like the way a Hitokiri kills.(He draws two small cubes from his sleeve and casts them into the pool behind Kenshin. Suddenly smoke boils out of it.)Kenshin: That's-- (thinking) A poison fog!Otowa: Assassin's tool Kasui Busuen. You might call it poison, but it won't kill you in of itself,.