Bonnie Hurst

You both stare at each other. A blush is creeping down her face and you can feel one of your own heating your own cheeks. You both stammer, "S-sorry". You were sparing. You got too close. Your lips met. Now in the dojo's noisy atmosphere there seems to be a sphere of silence you two are standing in. Bonnie Hurst, attorney at law, is looking at you with her expression going from embarrassment to amusement. She's forty, in great shape, and very beautiful. She starts to speak...