<div class="floatright">(http://i2.listal.com/image/2040202/600full-jaime-murray.jpg)</div><br/><strong>"Welcome to my home Simon, and please call me Amanda, there is absolutely no need for formality, unless that your thing".</strong>Amanda said as she lead him further into the combination Dojo, gym and changing room.  She was smiling broadly as Simon definitely seemed to be all that she had hoped he would be.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes, I have a little martial arts experience, I did judo as a girl and have been back with it for the past two years regaining a blue belt".</strong>she replied to his question about previous experience, but she was hoping that he wouldn't want her to change into her judogi as she much preferred her current outfit.  It was so much more suited to her primary purpose for this session.  As she spoke Amanda traced her finger tip across the silver fern on the t shirt that seemed almost sprayed onto his broad chest.<br/><br/><strong>"I do so think that a woman should be able to protect herself, especially if she is wealthy and likely to attract even more of the wrong type of attention"</strong>she said before continuing<strong>"I am always telling my friends that they really should know how to protect themselves when their drivers aren't around or they can't access their mace or stun guns".</strong><br/><br/>Amanda dropped into a deep lunge but never took her eyes off Simon, making sure that he could see how flexible she could be. Each bend and stretch further than the one that proceeded it, twisting and flexing.