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fantasy story of Saki Aibu :
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e on Saki's counter was a plate of fresh baked chocolate
chip cookies. We talked a bit, over cookies and Saki's customers and
again I went on my way.
Being in a high visibility occupation, I was forced to be very
cautious in my dealings with women, especially since I was married. I
did get brave and wrote a note that said, simply, "Good Morning Lovely
Lady," sealed it in an envelope and secretly dropped it into Saki's purse
that sat open on the side counter. I figured that in the morning Saki Aibu
would notice the envelope and open it.
Coming back to the present, the rain was now falling as a very
wet snow, and was starting to accumulate on the windshield of my car.
I had the radio on the local soft music station, and had to start the
engine to generate some heat as the outside temperature was about
freezing. A car's headlights pulled into the deserted terminal, but
it was just turning around.
It was a few days after the "note in the purse" incident
before I saw Saki's again. Sh
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