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| sexual fantasy story of Maria Ozawa : |
| e walked in the door. I waved to Maria's , catching Maria's eye. Maria Ozawa strode to the back of the restaurant where I was seated. Being a gentleman, I stood up and introduced myself. We shook hands and met eyes. Time seemed to freeze. We didn't notice the waiter approach us to ask if the lady would like a drink; we just stood there frozen in the handshake. Finall |