People just don't work that way. They take a little piece here and a little piece there, they blend it with their own perception and experience, and t...ey come up with their own approach to life, their personal gestalt. But they don't have a clue why they think what they do. The entertainment is trying to find the why."But Dad's influence on me may have been somewhat academic itself. Also about four years ago-not too long after I told him I thought philosophy was bullshit-he decided to move in. Sissy Wendy knelt on his left I on his right and we obediently began ourworship. I had by now decided that I had found my true place and wasgoing to enjoy it as much as possible. The rebelling voice was a merewhisper and the feeling of calm along with my throbbing clit told meeverything I needed to know. Masters feet were slightly sweaty but Irelished the taste. I looked at Sissy Wendy and grinned, she grimaced,obviously there was still some fight in her. We slowly made our way uphis legs until. Tsubame: But Mr. Kenshin, of course you train your body and mind. You don't need to hide it--Kenshin: No, but I don't want to deliberately make it known. If I don't do this from time to time, my heart's condition worsens and my mood becomes dark. The sword, the fight--a swordsman is bound to these two things by bonds he cannot sever. But since I said "I'm home" when I returned, I haven't wanted everyone to notice this... Tsubame: Oh. I'm not sure I really understand... Kenshin (patting her on. Not about her sex, but about her mental health.‎It seemed that Lucinda Mercer was US Army combat veteran who had been declared disabled. She had a chunk of her leg blown away by an IED somewhere in Afghanistan. She was suffering from the same things as me only worse.‎‎”Ms Mercer I have read your record and it is very impressive,” I said.‎‎”You are impressed by the fact that I was in the wrong place at the wrong time?” she asked.‎‎”Actually yes,” I said. “Just being willing to go out on search.