As the fourth stanza starts, she said with a pleading voice "Jiju please, please do not make me do this further". (In India Jiju is what they call sis...er's husband, for others you can consider it just a as name). I point towards the TV still showing her videos and she reaches her hand to her back to unhook the bra, I indicate her to stop and to pick up the scissor that?s on a table onto her right, she looked at me with a question mark on her face. I smile and indicate to her that she has to cut. We're going to start with stretches. Then we'll do forms. Only no one calls them that here. They prefer to call them control and balance exercises." Works for me." He started leading me through some basic stretches. Basic, sure. But damn, they hurt! I felt like I was ripping my side open with every move. It was like having Nurse Ratched all over again. In fact, I thought I was going to miss her. I was panting like a race horse after the Derby before he was done with me. Then he led me to a deep. I looked over and could see right up her dress and could see her white thighs and her panties and the mound of her pussy. See said something like “you shouldn’t see that until you are married”. I kept starring and had my right hand down by the fly in my pajamas. They had a button to close the fly, but it wasn’t hooked. I had my finger inside rubbing my hard on when she moved her had down and brushed my had aside and touched the cloth of the fly and my cock stood straight up. She put her. Where did you learn that? I mean, I know the move, but you move so fast.”I continue the conversation as I grab a broom, to clean the splinters off the mat. “Let’s get rid of the armour and put the iaito scabbard in your belt. I want to see how you swing a sword. Then we will talk about it. Somehow I think you swing a sword like a dumb white man.”“I am a white man.”“That is half your problem.”“Aren’t you a dumb white man?”“Half white, not trained to be dumb., No offence, but I’m sure I already.