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sexual fantasy story of Takako Kitahara :
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ng and double checking those damn figures, I found we were close
to $750
in the hole. Since our savings account wasn't as healthy as it once
had been,
we knew we couldn't make a simple withdrawal to right the wrong's of
our
accounting.
"I think it's a losing proposition," my wife, Anita, said. "It's never
been
this bad."
I kept shaking my head. "What are we gonning to do?" I asked. "Maybe
if we
find things really desperate, we'll have to get you working the street
corners
like the ladies of the evening. I hear they turn a pretty fair
profit." I'd
said in jest, in no way thinking Takako Kitahara would see anthing serious about
the
off-the-wall remark.
"You're a genuis," Takako Kitahara replied excitedly. "That could be the solution
to all
our problems. Now, where do we go around up clients for me?"
"Hey, wait a minute," I countered. "I wasn't being the least bit
serious. It
was a joke."
"Well I'm being quite serious," Takako Kitahara shot back. "And under the
circumstances,
I think you should
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