Surely, you could make do with those, at least for an uneasy truce that will last until you and Sam get your ... issues from the past resolved. Or unt...il your final battle. Something like that,” I proposed to Maryann, making her smile.“I like your style. Now, why don’t you go ahead and fuck Daphne here, even if she is ‘no great loss,’ as you say. You might find that she has some ... redeeming virtues, even if she would have to pay the price if she failed to serve me properly. Daphne, you know. " she smiled seductively and walked in naked. Needless to say I was shocked! Mrs. Kotis ran her nails up and down my chest and kissed me. It was all too much, and then she started to lead me in the shower. "Dirty boy needs to get clean." she moaned/said. "Mmm." Yes ma'am. I mean-- Yes Mrs. Kotis!" I said nervously as she lathered my body with soap and washed my stomach, chest, neck, and thighs. "Just call me LeAnne." said the beautiful mother as she aggressively grabbed my tight ass. "Woah.. You'd have a lot longer reach than they would, and they're quite effective."When I pointed out that we'd need training to use those too, he smiled and replied "That's the good part. An old friend of mine is a martial arts instructor. He's an expert with the Bo, as they call a staff, and might be able to train you a bit in using swords. From what you've said, I don't know if that will be of much use. A Japanese Katana is a lot different than a medieval sword." It didn't say what kind of sword we. Debbie heard his question, but was unable to answer. She nodded slowly. Larry turned to face her and his hand moved, tracing the outline of her face softly. Nothing she’s experienced up to now had felt as sweet to her. ‘You are so incredibly lovely, Debbie,’ Larry said, thrilled by the silken softness and warmth of her skin. Slowly, his touch electrifying Debbie, Mr. Tilton’s hand moved from her face to her neck, then to the area of her chest exposed by the low-cut tank top. Her breasts ached.