" As she opened the door her eyes glassy from tears she walked off to her house.First Practice two days later John had not stopped thinking about Tori...; ever since he drove off that night hard as a rock after the brief kiss, but there was no way he could let it happen, John is 36 she is 16, not to mention he works at her high school and is her softball coach. He kept thinking this, even though could not stop himself from thinking of Tori as he jerked off every night, those big brown eyes, soft. I told him I know what he means, but to set tight I have a feeling you'll want to see what my wife comes out wearing. After a few minutes my wife tossed back the curtin and steped out wearing that little black number. She looked fucking hot. I remarked it's kind of short isn't it? She looked at me and the guy next to me and said well I can't be reaching for anything over my head...see then she raised her arms up over her head, the hem came up all the way to the tops of her stockings, she was. She wasn’t ready to swallow yet.With a dazzling smile she looked up at me.“Johnny did you like that, did it feel good?”The absolute truth or a small fib? No question, the small fib, “Kristin that was fantastic, truly fantastic.”She just beamed, “I knew I could make you feel good, I just knew it.”She crawled up for her spoon saying, “Hold me Johnny.”As we snuggled I thought, we’re going to make it. I knew how hard it had been for her, breaking that taboo. I also thought thank God for sex. As things stand, under those blood-soaked killer's swords, the victims can only increase. So please, Himura. Kill Shinomori Aoshi with your own hands. I understand that for you, who has vowed in your heart never to kill again, this would be violating a promise. but only you can destroy Aoshi as he is now. Only you can destroy one who has given all to violence. The only peace in violence is death. Finishing him will be his only salvation... (Memories flash before Misao's eyes; her pulse sounds.