Children Of A Lesser God 96 Father And Daughter

As she turned to look at him, Laz was finally able to examine her closely. She was just as s.e.xy from the front as she was from the side. Her face was slightly tanned and quite expertly sculpted, giving her a beauty that seemed to lean toward forever young despite being in her late twenties. The way she filled out the close-fitted and layered gi seemed to just add to how generous her curves were, seeing as how they could be highlighted in something that couldn't be called s.e.xy in the slightest. Despite these things crossing Laz's mind, he held on to his normal demeanor and didn't lose his cool in the slightest.

"h.e.l.lo. I was recommended to come here by a close family friend, Mr. Chu?" Laz replied, wondering if this lady was the one he was suppose to be meeting.

"What the h.e.l.l? I told that old man I wasn't going to teach any more little s.h.i.+ts!!" The girl spit back as though annoyed.

"Excuse me?" Laz wondered if he missed something seeing as how she was suddenly rude to his Grandpa Chu who was one of the nicest people he knew. If she was, he wasn't going to stick around here no matter what he had agreed to.

"DAD!?! HEY, OLD MAN. GET DOWN HERE!" She suddenly called out.

"d.a.m.n IT GIRL, I'M BUSY," came the reply from somewhere above them.

"PUT THE G.o.d d.a.m.n DRINK DOWN AND GET YOUR a.s.s DOWN HERE. YOUR NEW LITTLE s.h.i.+T IS HERE," the young woman called while looking up at the ceiling.

"OH? BE RIGHT DOWN!" Came the reply back. Soon, heavy footsteps were heard from a stair case in the back of the lower floor. Looking over, Laz finally saw who he believed his Grandpa Chu was talking about, although it wasn't what he expected. It was a big monster of a man, well over six feet tall with a full beard and a somewhat exposed upper body that seemed like he had gutted a bear and decided to wear it as a s.h.i.+rt. Basically, he only had pants on.

"d.a.m.n IT DAD!"

"What? I told you I was busy. I was going to take a shower but then you decided to yell your little a.s.s off. At least I put pants on so what are you complaining for?" The middle age man glared at his daughter for her complaints while she just as ferociously glared back.
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"Ahem... Uh... I was told to come here to train?" Laz tried to break the angry silence that seemed to grip the two of them.

"Oh? Ha Ha! Yes. I've heard about you. A young man with good potential. Mr. Chu did me quite a good turn a while back and I've never been able to repay him Then he calls me out of the blue one day and asks me to take a young man under my wing and teach him a few things. Of course I agreed without hesitation. Come, come. Let me take a good look at you." The bear came over with a speed that seemed impossible at his size and started to pat Laz down with an increasing amount of force. Laz almost felt like he was some sort of prized animal getting a show evaluation.

"Mmm, hmm. Good muscle tone. Amazing at such a young age. How old did you say you were again, eh... What's your name son?" The man looked at Laz with a bit of confusion after figuring out that he didn't know Laz's name.

"Uh, Lazarus, but everyone calls me Laz," Laz answered.

"Lazarus huh? Interesting name. Yeah, I'll be calling you Laz too." The man said said while nodding his head.

"Hold up! You will call him a nickname when you've just met him but I've been telling you for years to call me Kat and yet you still insist on calling me Katie?" Said the rather irritable young lady.

"Whats wrong with Katie? It's a good name." The man looked confused as he looked at his daughter.

"Yeah. It was. Up until that night you got wasted at the bar and I had to drag your drunk a.s.s home. That's when you felt it was 'about time' you told me you named me after a girl in high school who you had the chance to f.u.c.k but you missed your date with her thanks to some sort of bad acid trip. Sometime afterwords she gets filthy rich and it has always been your biggest regret that you didn't nail her like a board of wood while you had the chance."

"HEY HEY, I clarified later that naming you Katie was to help me get over my regret of that girl since you would be my own flesh and blood. What's the big deal?" The man said without batting an eye.

"That's f.u.c.ked up on so many levels I couldn't even begin to explain," Kat said while shaking her head.

"Well it worked didn't it? I haven't thought about that girl since the day I told you that story." The man looked proud of himself while putting this out there.

"Oh? OH? I kind of thought it had to do with me telling mom about it and her threatening to devorce you and take everything you own, including your b.a.l.l.s while you slept?" Kat glared at her father.

"This and that. Either way, It worked didn't it?"

"I'm so done with this. And that."

"Oh, come on Katie, give your old man a smile? You used to be so cute when you were younger..."

Laz had basically just gone blank at this moment and decided to look around. Casting his eyes over the the front desk, he noticed the young man sitting there had put in ear buds at some point while looking at his phone. Apparently this happened often enough that he had his own way to deal with it.

"Oh, that's right," the man said while turning to face Laz, ignoring his daughter that looked like she wanted to punch him in the face.

"My name is Jonathon Dawn and this is my daughter, Katie," he said while holding out his hand.

Laz reached forward and shook the rough hand that felt like steel. He could tell that Jon's strength matched his size.

"Ah, good lad. Strong grip you have there." Releasing his hand, Jon made a show of shaking his hand as though he had hurt it just now. Apparently the man was rather used to dealing with much younger kids. Looking over at Kat, Laz extended his hand with a gentle smile. To his thinking, even if she rejected it, at least he made the effort. Sure enough, the women just glared at him but didn't extend her had. Laz just put his hand down and didn't think anything of it. In his view, it this woman was just going to unreasonable, he wouldn't bother.

Of course Jon had his own view on the matter. He slide over to Laz's side quickly and put a key chain with a key into his hand. He then leaned in as though whispering a secret and said,

"Alright, she will warm up in time. Just take this, go to the hallway near the stairs, and grab a set of gi from the racks. Use the key on the second door on the right. You can put your stuff in there and get changed. Remember to take the key with you as the door locks automatically when it shuts. Really got to get that fixed," Jon instructed Laz while nodding his head as though reminding himself.

"Alright."

"Hey. What the h.e.l.l are you whispering about so secretly over there?" Kat asked while looking at the two like they were up to no good.

"Nothing, I was just telling little Laz here that it's probably better that he didn't shake you hand since that meant he would have to get close enough to you that he would be able to tell you smell like a guys locker room after a game."

"Why you old piece of ..." Sure enough, Kat was about to breathe fire at this moment.

"Hey now. I also made sure to point out a good point as well," Jon said looking offended.

"MM? And what was that?" Kat had the 'I don't believe a word of your lies' look on her face.

"I said, at least you don't smell like a teen's c.u.m sock so your not a total loss..."

And sure enough, Kat exploded. She charged Jon while sending a kick in his direction, straight at his head. Jon nimbly dodged while hoping around as to avoid her next attack. As Laz watched on, Jon, a guy well over six feet tall and having to weight over two hundred pounds, moved around as effortlessly as though he was just taking a walk. In contrast, Kat was attacking him with everything she had, but most times failed to connect, much less injure him. As, Jon made another loop around, he saw Laz just staring with him mouth slightly open. Jon shooed him away as he ducked another high kick, indicating that Laz should go get changed.

Taking the hint, Laz quickly found the hall in question. Before entering though, something caught his eye. On the wall were several pictures, many that looked to be several years old. In a good portion of them were various people in gi waving around trophies and medals. In one, it showed a man who looked like a much younger version of Jon holding a little girl up on his shoulder. Laz could only a.s.sume it was a younger version of Kat, looking to be around 8 years old. She was holding a gold colored medal while both of her hands where high in the air and she was screaming at a near by woman with a large smiling on her face. The woman also had a smile on her face as she was holding up her hands as well in excitement.

The primary bit that caught Laz's attention was that the woman was in a wheelchair. She looked a lot like a Kat did right now. In fact, if he didn't noticed the subtle differences, he might had mistaken them as the same woman. Amazed at the resemblance, Laz didn't think much else and continued until he came to the rack with the new and neatly lined up gi with labels and sizing information on a tag in front of them. Grabbing one that he thought would fit, he made his way further down the hall way and locating the second door on the right, he unlocked the door and walked in.

Closing the door behind him, Laz finally set down his bag on a small desk. The room wasn't large but it was clean and it looked like everything in it was new. From the bamboo bed frame to the cherry wood armoire, Laz got the feeling that the room wasn't used much. He noticed on the desk was a small, bronze incense burner that even resembled a flower. Taking everything in, he would rate this place as many notches above his apartment. He even noticed there was a private small bathroom with a shower on the other side of the room.

After nodding his head, Laz started to unwrap the gi after getting undressed and somewhat quickly realized he had no idea how to put in on correctly. As a quick solution, he grabbed out his phone and searched for it. After scrolling a few sights and looking through some pictures, he felt he had a good grip on it. Setting down his phone, he picked up pants first and heard some noise at the door. While wondering what was going on, he saw the door k.n.o.b jiggle a few times before it turned and the door opened up. Before it opened all the way, he heard some m.u.f.fled grumbling about how 'that d.a.m.n old man needs to learn to shut up before he gets put down for good.'

As the person came into view, Laz realized it was Kat and because of how she was leaning over after opening the door and had quickly turned around to shut it, she didn't notice he was there yet. After she made sure the door was closed, she finally turned around in time to see Laz standing there holding the pants of the gi with only his boxers on.

Had this been before, he might have gotten a bit embarra.s.sed. But now, he was just wondering why the h.e.l.l she was here? On the other hand, Kat turned a bit red staring at Laz. His body was truly well developed at this point with a chiseled physic and well defined abs. Although she hated to admit it, he was basically better built than any other guys she had ever seen, and she had seen quite a few due to this sport.

So for a good minute, Laz didn't say anything while Kat just stared at him. As someone who was into training, she couldn't help but be mesmerized by Laz body. She wasn't attracted to him as he was technically young enough to be her son, a.s.suming she had a baby when she was thirteen. Instead, it was more like a professional attraction to someone who seemed to have the same interests. She really wanted to run her hands along his body and find out how he trained. She even wished he wasn't wearing the boxers so she could get the full view of his abdominal and upper thigh muscles.

Although Laz wasn't embarra.s.sed, he started to feel uncomfortable after being stared at like a piece of tasty meat.

"Um.. Can I help you?" Laz finally asked, seeing as how she started to breath heavily and wasn't blinking.

"Take off your boxers!" She finally blurted out.

"What?"

"What?"