Heinsisted that they were real and that, to my surprise, the tattoomaster in the story was actually based on a contemporary artist. Ithink he was sorry he ever said anything. I bugged him relentlessly,bribed him with contraband and finally, after straining his network ofnetworks to the point of annoyance, made contact with the reclusiveFuruyama. Perhaps Japan, with its tight social fabric, has only 3degrees of separation between any two individuals. Perhaps my friendran in stranger circles than I knew.But the meeting with Furuyama was another story, one I really wasn'tcomfortable getting into for personal reasons, and we had alreadyarrived at the club only a few blocks down from the coffee shop. Theneon edging and glass door were cobalt blue; he pushed it opened thesound of liquid jazz and soft lighting hit me like a revolving doorinto another dimension.Someone yelled "Master!" behind the counter; only it sounded like"Mastaaah!" Scotch was poured and delivered, without asking, to. I asked her what she was doing, but she gave me his adorable, innocent look on her face and said she was doing nothing at all…But Ana smiled at me as she slid her little hand into the white cotton panties and started to rub her nice hungry soaking wet cunt…I could not believe my eyes; but then she laughed: "I'm bored..."I then told her if she was getting bored; we better should fuck, instead she touched herself. I knew she was okay masturbating and coming in a parking lot, but I didn't think she would take me seriously about a fuck. After all, it was the middle of the afternoon, we were at the airport, waiting for her loving mom, who would appear at any moment…"Okay…" Ana said… "Follow me." She squeezed from the front seat into the back of our car. I opened the door and got there beside her.Ana got in the backseat on all fours, with her luscious ass in the air…“Go ahead. Fuck me." Her jeans were already unzipped. I took hold of the waist and worked them down to her ankles, jointly.
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