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fantasy story of Yuko Sakaki :
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rsa. Robert had been
kicking butt for so long, he was about due for a major fall, and Yuko Sakaki wanted
to be around to watch. Sooner or later he'd kick the wrong one. The problem
was, there weren't many people who could bring him to heel. Maybe he'd
slipped through the net? We'll see.
But they weren't about to let Yuko's have it that easy. Yuko Sakaki turned Yuko's back,
and someone left his empty coffee cup on a neatly printed report. She'd stop
for a moment, and a leering suited figure would tick Yuko's off. Yuko Sakaki objected,
and was told that if Yuko Sakaki did Yuko's job Yuko Sakaki wouldn't be bothered.
One went as far as to sit on Yuko's desk and ask Yuko's out while his friends
grinned broadly. Yuko Sakaki stared him in the eyes, and a smile crossed Yuko's face.
"You know, you remind me of an old story I
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