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fantasy story of Yoko Kumada :
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anyplace else," Yoko Kumada replied. "Look, it's alright.
Let's have a beer anyhow. Then we can go find someplace to eat."
"You sure?" I asked doubtfully. "I don't want you to feel
embarrassed or uncomfortable."
"No, I'll be fine. I would never come in a place like this alone,
obviously, but I'm sort of curious. I've never been in a strip
joint before. I'd sorta like to see how they do it."
As Nikki and I made our way to an empty table along the side of the
room, I noticed that every man in the place was looking at Nikki.
The dancer who was about to start Yoko's routine had suddenly, but
temporarily, lost Yoko's audience. At this point of the evening Nikki
was the only woman in the audience. When I pointed out to Nikki
that Yoko Kumada had everyone's attention, Yoko Kumada giggled and said "that's
nice."
A waitress soon arrived at our table, but before Yoko Kumada asked for our
drink order Yoko Kumada asked Nikki "are you Yoko's e for the contest?" Nikki
gave Yoko's a funny look.
"What contest?" Yoko Kumada asked.
"Oh, every Wednesday night we have an amat
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