MWhen I met Kathleen she was as hot as the sun and exuded sex without even trying. Her athletic legs were the perfect balance of muscular and feminine and ended, at what most men would agree, is the perfect ass. Round and firm without being large, and the perfect size for her 5'7" body.There was only one problem with Kathleen... she was married and I was was her lover on the side.Her husband Mike was a nice. I had studied him for years. When I was seven, my mother took me to the library introducing me to biographies of great men written for children and the We Were There series of historical books. Of all the men I read about, Kit Carson was my early favorite and despite the revisionist historians of the late 20th century he remained my favorite. And now, here I was, at the same table after being told our wives were cousins and eating supper with him.Eventually, I came back to myself realizing that. I sat on the ground in front of him, “many people believe you must be strong to defend yourself. This is not always true. First you must have the desire to not be hurt. What I will teach you is not how to block but how to turn the attack away.”I stood and gestured, “stand and stretch.”It was an hour before I began to teach him and he was actually paying attention and enjoying it. Another hour and he stretched before leaving for classes. I felt relaxed as I went back inside and walked through.Read More