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sexually charged circuit fantasy story of Mihoko Yoguchi :
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arefree, sexy
feeling Mihoko Yoguchi had figured Mihoko Yoguchi 'd have when Mihoko Yoguchi and Bob were finally
alone together again.
Mihoko's hands shook when Mihoko Yoguchi poured him some whisky over a
couple of ice cubes. Mihoko Yoguchi handed him the drink and stepped away
from him, anxious to distance Mihoko's self from him.
"I'm glad to see you don't object to my drinking while on
duty," he said.
"Oh, sorry," Mihoko Yoguchi responded. "I didn't think. I wouldn't
want you to break any rules, or to get into any trouble."
He gulped his drink, then stepped across the room to Mihoko's ,
his lips curved as he approached. "What's the matter, baby?" he
asked. "You seem frightened. What happened to that hot little
fireball at the party? Remember what we did in the basement?"
Mihoko Yoguchi nodded and forced a smile. "Bob, listen, I've got to
run," Mihoko Yoguchi said. "I was on my way out when you came, and..."
"That's funny, I saw you drive up just a few minutes ago.
You've got to slow down, sweetheart. Running Mihoko's e and there will
make you spread yourself too thin, don't you think?"
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