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sexual fantasy story of Kaya Yonekura :
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I said it naturally, as though it
were his name, not a title.
He wasn't asleep. I couldn't see him in the darkness beyond my
candle, but I know he could see me, standing there in the candle light
as naked and bare as the day I was born. I felt like a little girl
going into Kaya's daddy's room after a nightmare for reassurance. He told
me to come to bed with him, and to close the mosquito netting over the
bed's alcove.
The candle light made the bed a cozy nest. It was just nice...I
don't know if I can even explain why I'm writing about this part. It
just made an impression on meÄÄalmost as much of an impression as when
he shaved my head. The feeling of security was something I needed very
badly at the time. Of course that's what I went in there for, and J
knew t
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