I don’t like to talk about it. But once I had no choice but to take a mans life. As I was leaving my house to pick up the Chinese food I ordered. I headed to subway for a mid drive snack. While placing my order for my usual. A foot long cold cut combo with only extra light mayo and jalapeños. That right ladies. Capsaicin is no match for my iron tongue. There was a man that was sitting with his what I assume is his girlfriend discussing manga.

Personally, I prefer the nuance of hentai over manga so I thought I would make myself known when he got up to use the restroom. I sat down at the booth with her. My muscular frame had some issue with this. As the booth wasn’t meant for a man of my stature.

I explained that yes although manga has a lot of delightful women and situations. It was nothing compared to the real detail and accurate portrayals of human sexuality found in hentai. I then informed her that the older man she was with would never really get her and that he would have a hard time treating her the way she wanted to be treated. I instructed her to smile because this was the face of the true love she had been searching for.

The older man came back to the booth and began to confront me. Calling me fat, and pathetic, and claiming that she was his daughter and only 14. Well, even though I’m 26 I could tell she was ready for real man companionship and let him know that I was here to stay and was her choice in man and he’d have to cum somewhere else from now on.

This enraged the man (if I should even call him that) and attempted to lift me from the booth. This is impossible because of my sheer mass, and he was but a weakling. I pulled my trusty blade from its holster betwixted my pant leg and informed him of my knowledge of the martial arts as I rose to meet him.

He stated he didn’t care and I needed to leave his daughter alone. This was an assault of my masculinity for clearly she was my woman now. I took my stance and shouted. “DEUL!” As is the gentlemanly custom.

He attempted to move me from the booth and I cut his arm deeply with my honed skills and even sharper shoto. He fell back. And we both looked at his arm. It was a length wise cut on his wrist and I knew that my precise instincts had taken over and this was a fatal blow. The poor soul had challenged me to combat and now will pay the ultimate price for his disrespect.

The employee said they are calling the police and I welcomed it. For they would see the man attack me and would be grateful for taking this man off the streets. I too thought the young maiden would be pleased. But instead of thank you she shouted at me and this displeased me greatly. There was a woman in the next booth with ample bosom that was clearly moistened by my excellence and coolness.

I took her in my arms and we left that dreadful scene. Ate Chinese food at my home with the chopsticks I made from bamboo leaves. She understood me and we made love like a true gentleman should to a fair lady. I don’t take pride in what I’ve done. Just thought it at most relevance in this thread.