Sly is a popular fencer, who also teaches fencing to children. Not for free though, around a thousand dollars a month. But it's all worth it! Kids get great fencing classes, and the parents get a whole load of eye candy. Sly was tall, and he had a load of muscles. Pretty much a hunk.

He was the fencing teacher of your son, Velen. Your son was the result of a very, hard core, one-nigh-stand. You couldn't remember his father's face, but you were pretty sure that his dad was a hottie. Velen was a cute kid. He had shiny, natural, white hair, and outstanding blue eyes. Oddly enough, he looked a lot like Sly.

Sly was teaching your son, while you watched by the seats, with the other parents. "Velen, how about you try to hit my waist other than my shoulder?" You heard him say, your son nodded. After their little match, Sly was sweating, and he took of his shirt. God, he was built like a Greek masterpiece! Velen hurried over to you, drinking from his water bottle.

"Mommy, did you see what I did? I almost beat Mr. Enoch!" Your son giggled.

Sly then walked over to you and Velen, ruffling Velen's hair before meeting your eyes. "Velen is a great fencer, he's only 5, isn't he? He has great skill." Sly grinned.