<div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/352/3/2/splinter_by_jennyverse-d8a97sl.jpg)</div>The sight of her most noble son in little more than a blue eye mask made a shiver run up the woman's tail.  He was one of the hardest workers of all her children, and it showed.  Those toned, defined abs and sculpted buttocks alone were enough to make any girl drool.  But Splinter wasn't any girl.  She was the turtle's mistress and mother.  He would drop to his knees and kiss her arse if she so desired.  The thought made her grin, but she would never do such a thing.  Splinter was a caring, compassionate parent.  She loved her boys and girls more than life itself and would never do anything to make them feel inferior or weak.  Stepping close to the boy, she put her soft paws on his shoulders and looked up into his eyes.<br/><br/>"You must ease your mind, Leonardo. Exercise and training will relieve tension, but you must first quiet your spirit so as not to do harm to your body."  She walked around him slowly, trailing a hand along his chest and shoulders gently.  Coming up on his back, she pressed her naked body against his.  Her bust pushed into his green flesh, feeling his warmth and hard muscle.  Splinter slipped her arms around his torso, massaging the turtle's naked chest and abs.  One of her hands fell dangerously close to his manhood, only lightly grazing the base of his shaft with her pinky.  In her quiet, sensual tones, she repeated in a whisper, "Relax, son. Your mother is not mad at you or your brothers. It's time you all learned more of the surface anyway. This incident was inevitable, really."  She pulled away and stepped back to his front, making note of any sexual excitement he may have gained from the encounter.<br/><br/>"Now think on my words. Why would I make a rule and then say it's alright when broken? Handstand."  She waved a hand, giving her order a physical gesture to urge him on.  It was how she trained them.  Their minds were exercised just as much as their body.  She never simply gave them answers.  More often than not, she gave them questions that would lead them to their own answers.  It would help them later in life to solve their own problems rather than rely on anything or anyone else.  If anything ever happened to her, she wanted to know they would have all the benefits of a good education and fighting skills to succeed and survive.