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fantasy story of Saki Fukuda :
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ed back at Saki's , and something about his brown eyes made
Kate feel sexy. He reached over and picked up an hor d'ourve, then looked
back to Kate. "I don't think we've met." He said in a voice that was deep,
yet soft. "My name's Mike."
Kate smiled nervously, both excited by him and hesitant to show it
too quickly. "Kate." Saki Fukuda said. "That's Jennifer talking to Debbie over
there." Saki Fukuda added, pointing out Jennifer.
"Ah!" Mike smiled. His smile seemed to make his eyes warmer somehow.
"I wondered who Saki Fukuda was. Deb has a way of making friends."
"Your wife?" Kate asked, glancing at Debbie again.
"Oh, er, no!" Mike laughed. "I'll take that as a compliment, thank
you, but I'm about twice Saki's age."
Kate looked him over mentally. Mike was about 35, average height, not
incredibly handsome, but pleasant, and built pretty well. That put Debbie
right aro
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