She was quiet for a moment as if trying to count them in her head but then she said, “I’m not sure.”I have to assume that means it was more than a few. They had, after all, lasted for seven or eight hours of non-stop sex.When I awoke hours later I was alone in bed. I got up and went to the bathroom. I found a new toothbrush set out for me and brushed my teeth. I looked around but found no robe and no sign of my dress from the night before. I suppose, after last night, it would be silly to worry about clothing now.I went out into the living room. I looked around and spotted Kyle out on the patio. He’s drinking coffee with the woman from last night and her husband. Everyone is still naked. When I realized I’m not the only one without clothes on I felt better about my own nudity.Kyle looked up when I stepped out onto the patio and smiled at me. I was finally introduced to Dean and his wife, Sandra. Sandra came over and hugged me and led me over to the empty seat beside Kyle. She went. I attacked a padded wooden post that stood six feet up from its well anchored base. For the next fifteen minutes I punched, elbowed, kneed and kicked that post, trying to break it as I increased the force until I was hitting it with all my might."I gather that the trip didn't go well," Mitsy said from behind me when I finally took a break.I turned to see Asuka and Sensei also there."No, it didn't" I replied."Has it made you feel better to beat up on the post?" Sensei asked."A bit," I admitted."Then it has served its purpose," he said. "Now, you must re-centre your mind so we can practise properly. Let us stretch and do the forms together."I cooled down and put my thoughts of Emma aside while we stretched and did the forms. After we were done, Sensei had Asuka work with Mitsy while he showed me some new techniques using different Japanese weapons. It was a teaching session rather than a sparring one and it was just what I needed to keep my thoughts away from my troubles.After the.
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