Most people wouldn't have picked up on it, but I knew it well. He was about to say something smart-ass. He scowled. "Jeez Mom, I hope that doesn't mea... you're gonna get a crew-cut and tats, and start wearing wife-beaters and work boots. And it darned sure better not mean your gonna stop feeding me. The tournament starts next week, and I can't afford to starve."Many people will find much that's offensive in his reaction, but I didn't and I don't. It was exactly what I needed to hear. It was his. The scabbards were fastened on crossbelts, behind her back.Both Bjoern and Thorben opted for "bastard" swords, with three foot blades and grips that supported both one-handed and two-handed use. Only Gudrun shied away from weapons. Her calling was cooking and the world of herbs. Joerg made sure to let her buy what she needed for the journey.All of them purchased pants made of supple leather, with boots and vests of the same material. They had hauberks of chain mail to wear over the leather. With her finger pointed at me, she told me to come to her. “since you like my feet so much, massage them for me” Ashley said. “With pleasure” I responded. I grabbed her right foot, and climbed on to the bed. I placed it on my lap. I started with her toes, clearing out any sock parts in between her toes. I moved to massage her top part of the foot before I moved downward. As I was massaging, the nurse walked in, saw my handy work, and said, massage her other foot but be gentle. “The doc is. .. On one of her birthdays I persuaded her to have both sets of flaps pierced and have 12.5 mm two part rings (which are attached to each other through her flaps, these are similar to the tie down eyes fitted around the edge of a truck tarpaulin) inserted, 1 ring in each flap making 4 in total and the weights were increased to 16 ozs by then and were hung from those hooks which then went through the rings and as I always padlocked the rings, eyelets and weights to each other she could not.