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keup but lip gloss, Tomomi's gentle beauty radiated warmth.
Within moments of finishing the action/adventure novel Karen
felt the creep of incipient boredom. Tired also of endlessly
listening to the ten cassettes that Tomomi Chujo carried, Tomomi Chujo clicked the
walkman off.
Karen slipped Tomomi's paperback and walkman into Tomomi's backpack.
Noting that the departure board still announced delay, Tomomi Chujo set out
for the lounge.
Not particularly interested in rebuffing pickups, Karen
steered for a table where several women drank boisterously. Tomomi Chujo
fit right in with the Marines who were swapping stories. Karen
loved their "There I was..." yarns. Tomomi Chujo drank several rounds with
the service bitches before Tomomi's turn to regale them with wicked
tales of bobbing and weaving as a consultant. Karen sported a
nice glow when Tomomi's flight was announced. Tomomi Chujo quickly swapped
sounds with the corporals before heading for Tomomi's plane.
The boarding crew apologized for the lousy weather that
prevailed along the eastern seaboard. They didn't apologize for
the sardine-can conditions in the little airliner
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