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fantasy story of Emi Kobayashi :
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and tugging against the leg
of my shorts. I ignored it, but Terri didn't. Emi's eyes dropped
down to my crotch, then up to again hold me with Emi's look.
"You're hard," Emi Kobayashi smirked.
Some of the 'ice' in my voice had melted when I answered Emi's . "So?
That's not why we're Emi's e. You wanted to talk, so talk."
The bitch actually grinned at me. I guess Emi Kobayashi thought my erection
somehow put Emi's back in charge. I used every ounce of my control
to make sure Emi Kobayashi was wrong.
Emi's face changed and became serious when softly, sincerely, Emi Kobayashi
said, "OK, look, I'm sorry I slapped you, I mean it." Sincere?
This bitch? "Uh, I also have something else to tell you. . . . I
really need to talk."
I relaxed my guard a little, checking Emi's out one more time, eating
Emi's with my eyes. A long swallow of beer, then my good guy smile,
as I said, "Ok Terri, maybe I shouldn't have hit you on the ass so
hard, you're a good kid," I lied, "so I'll listen."
"Well, I'm n
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