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sewing class  

rm_interlukin22 55M
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9/20/2012 11:19 pm
sewing class

Your probably thinking dude sewing (perhaps he is gay) no but given the number of guys looking I'd get rid of those<b> blue balls </font></b>if I was.

Anyway, last night as part of my new adventures I went to a medieval society meeting where I'm learning the basics of swordsmanship and being knightly. After a bit of footwork, since I didn't have any armor I couldn't practice sword fighting (ratan not flesh) with the rest of the group so I headed upstairs to explore since I'm new to the group. (I think a woman trying to beat me in armor is really sexy)

I happened on a woman selling some really nice Japanese silk kimonos. I practiced flirting while I examined a royal blue with turquoise birds kimono (she was trying to sell and ...well I'm always looking to buy) but since there are currently no females in my life I thanked her for her time and moved to the next table where there happened to be a woman teaching the basics of sewing a T-tunic. Since my kit currently consists of a few hockey pads I waited until she looked up and introduced myself and asked if I too might partake in her instruction.

I'm not sure but it seemed to me that she started to give me a lot more attention than her other male student. It was the little things that kept getting my attention, like the way she kept pointing to her rear and telling me how to make sure I left a few inches extra for the rear like hers, or the measurement across the chest needed to accommodate breasts like hers except I dint have any but that she needed help when ever she measured herself. I found myself getting that familiar hard bulge in the pants as she told me about sticking the needle in and out and in and out but not too quickly. How I could make a little starting hole in the middle and keep trying to insert my head in the hole a little at a time until it popped through (with a big smile on her face). And then she pulled at the collar of her shirt to show me how to fold back the lip.

Just when I was starting to think that she might have something more than sewing on her mind some guy sits down and who she introduces as her husband and hands me some practice material. Now if she was flirting she did a fine job because I'm still not sure.

Well at least I got a pattern and some good tips on how to make my tunic. I also got to meet the leather master briefly and I know that will come in handy.

Now I just have to come up with a design for my crest...perhaps 2 blue orbs on a field of white?

alex

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