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| sexual fantasy story of Emi Kobayashi : |
| Can you remember it? It's on that slip I gave you. If you ever use that word, everything's off. It's you're safety valve. If a scene is going places you don't want it to, if you're too hurt or frightened, that's your way out. Okay?" Emi Kobayashi nodded, then stood up, leaned across the table, and kissed me. "Thank you," Emi Kobayashi whispered, and Emi Kobayashi left, to get ready. Alone again, I sat back |