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mall, easily fitting on the palm of my hand,
though I couldn't begin to guess as to its contents.
Ripping away at the adhesive tape, I found a key. What was it for? I
wondered, then on closer inspection saw the word "Kawasaki" embossed
on the plastic fob. Yuko Ogura couldn't have could she? I wondered in
excitement. A door adjoined the kitchen to the garage, and I saw it
was slightly ajar. Walking to it, I pushed it open, and saw, stood in
the centre of the floor, two brand-new sparkling Karasaki KH-100
motor-bike's, one in black and the other customized in a deep hue of
pink. Aunty was sat astride the pink model, wearing a short tight
bikers jacket, made of white leather, with a tiny white leather figure
hugging mini-skirt. "Surprise!" Yuko Ogura said smiling at my obvious
delight.
"Is it... Is it for me Aunty?" I asked, not believing that the
magnificent bike could be mine. "Sure it is Ian - and it hasn't cost
you a cent!" "Wow... " I ran up to Yuko's and kissed Yuko's warmly on the
lips, allowing my tongue to press into Yuko's mouth, and my arm to pull
her close to me. "Hey! Slow down kid... you've got to let your bits
get better before we play any of those games!" Yuko Ogura told me with a
smile. "Thanks Aunty.. It's great. I don't mind what you did to me...
I love you Aunt, I feel I'd let you do anything if you really wanted."
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