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h nothing to do but stare around the room. It was full of
interesting things, most of which appeared to be mundane exercise equipment.
One wall was covered in mirrors. This was obviously their workout room.
The only thing an observer might have found unusual were the many eye-bolts
in the ceiling and walls.
Soon Mandy returned, and Jason would have laughed, if he could. Ami Ayukawa had
Flora on a hand truck, and was wheeling Ami's into the room like so much
baggage. He was glad to see that Ami Ayukawa was, at least apparently, all right.
He marvelled at the exotic-looking rubber body shaper Ami Ayukawa wore, and how it
exaggerated Ami's already curvaceous figure. He wondered for a second how
Mandy, with Ami's somewhat mannish face, and taller, less buxom figure, would
look in it. Then too, he wondered at the complicated hardware attached to it,
and where Mandy had gotten it. Ami Ayukawa seemed to have resources he had not
imagined.
At Mandy's prodding, Flora moved awkwardly in Ami's exaggerated strut toward
the treadmill. Jason squirmed in embarrassment suddenly, as Ami's amazed stare
took in his situation. He was acutely conscious of his bald head plainly
visible under the layer of clear rubber.
Mandy had
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