loosen her up for some personal inquiry

"No intentions of settling down at all then, eh?"
"None," Shiro said with a shake of her head. "Perhaps if I had the money to afford it..."
"But then you blow it all on sake and food and my girls," Torako laughed gaily, and Shiro giggled. Whatever was in the tea was making her quite relaxed. Or perhaps it was just her mother's presence. She had been odd, but good to her when they were together.

The drinks went down, Torako making small talk with her to catch up on her life. How Shiro had been drawn to the sword, how she left home in her early teens to learn from a wandering master, their family.

"So Shiro, dear... when was the last time you got laid?"
"Mother!!" Shiro objected, though nearly laughed.
"I mean it," Torako said, sitting up and striding gracefully under her lacey dress towards her daughter. "How long?"
"About... a few days? Week..."
"Not counting whores. I mean really, passionately fucked," she said, milking the words between her full yet delicate lips.
Shiro blushed a bit, even sweat a little. "....too long," she said quietly, but her mother was close to her now, her big breasts pushing against her arm as she bent down beside her.
"Really now!?"
Shiro nodded quickly.