Something odd to me was the complete lack of shields carried by any of the soldiers. Everyone looked to have a short sword and a parrying dagger aroun...d a foot long, with an enlarged cross guard or a cage to protect the hand. The daggers were customized to the user, whereas the sword seemed to be fairly standard.In a culture where everyone used two weapons, I, using a katana, would stand out to any practiced swordsman. My blade was also a good eight to ten inches longer than the ones that I had. My parents agreed she could stay here and I could stay as well. The cars had no sooner left and Kelly came and stood in front of me, as I lay on my towel trying to hide my erection. I'll admit Kelly had a reaction on me but I was not sure how to cope. I just lay there looking up her legs to her bikini briefs and past her flat mid-section to her hanging breasts cupped in the fabric of her bikini bra.Kelly held out a hand and I reached out to take it when she gripped my hand and pulled me up. We turn frantically into a sixty nine, mashing our dripping cunts into each other's face, she's unbelievably wet and writhes beneath me as I lap hungrily at her juices and she worms her tongue into my soaking hole!."Do it cunt" she gasps, "Do it for me, fucking do it!"As if it's timed to perfection, we relax our bladder muscles at the same time and flood each other's mouth with our hot, golden urine. We drink every last drop of the beautiful, tangy liquid as we shudder to orgasm, then turning. "You won't want to be my friend," I sobbed."Why not?" Because no one does," I answered."Can I meet you?" she asked."Why do you want to do that?" Because I want to be your friend and I can do that better by meeting you."She sounded sincere and really interested in me, so I told her where I was."See you in fifteen minutes, now I want you to talk with Fred. That okay with you?" she asked.I must have said yes because I was soon talking with Fred about nothing in particular.Less than fifteen minutes.