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Chapter 9 by Zanzibar Zanzibar

How did you proceed?

With something a little lewd

Obviously, whatever you tried at this point had to be something you could backtrack from if it started to go wrong. You took another gulp of your beer and went for it.

‘You know, I’ve learned a lot from my sessions with Master Bates. I could teach you a few techniques if you like?’

Becky looked interested. ‘What, like self-defence things?’ She looked thoughtful for a moment. ‘That would be good, actually. Are you sure you wouldn’t mind?’

Still not quite sure what was going on, you ploughed ahead.

‘Oh yes, I’d be more than happy to pass on my Master Bates wisdom.’

Rachel was clearly excited at the prospect. ‘Oh, brilliant! When can we start? Is there anything you can teach me now?’

You thought for a moment. ‘Well, it’s mostly about a state of mind. You need to be a leaf on the wind. You have to understand that there is no spoon.’

She looked thoughtful, trying to appreciate your wisdom. ‘So do I need to take my shoes and socks off?’ she laughed.

‘Yes you do,’ you smiled. ‘You can’t do Kung Fu in your shoes. Or your underwear. You can’t wear underwear for Kung Fu.’ This last part came out of your mouth before your brain could filter it out.

‘Hmm. Makes sense,’ Becky nodded. ‘Hang on, I’ll just go to the toilet and get changed, then you can teach me.’

With that she shuffled out of the booth, heading to the WC. ‘I’ll get us another drink on the way back. Thanks for this Sam!’

Sitting alone in the booth you thought about this. What exactly was going on? She didn’t seem to get the whole Master Bates joke. This had gone further than it should have if she was just playing along, and now she was apparently going to remove her underwear?

Was she actually believing what you were saying? Or maybe… maybe she had been thinking about you two getting together and this might just be an opportunity for a bit of playful silliness, something which might allow one of you to kiss, or even cop a feel?

Whatever it was, you could feel your cock tingling, a warm feeling in your pants at the thought. You finished your beer, thinking of what you could do with Becky next. Your train of thought was broken when Becky returned breezily, placing both of your drinks on the table along with what was unmistakably her shoes and socks, then her black cotton bra and panties. She sat down next to you, getting you to shuffle along further into the booth. saying 'Okay then, Senpai. Where do we start?'

Where did you start?

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