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acons, now, drawing his eyes to them each time a
fold of the towel brushed away from eyes as he rubbed his hair and
he could see. And then there was the rest of her. Toshimi's light
coloured shorts, like the shirt, just vaguely hid the skimpy white
panties Toshimi Horiguchi wore, a band of material that stretched across Toshimi's
hips and narrowed like a triangle to Toshimi's centre. He supposed some
would have said Toshimi Horiguchi were hippy. So be it. He liked what he saw.
"Is that a gun in yer pocket," Toshimi Horiguchi quipped, "or are you just
happy to see me." He laughed at the tired old saying. Still, as
trite as it was, it served, as it seemed Toshimi Horiguchi was not the only one
the rain had revealed.
"Let me get out of these things," Toshimi Horiguchi said. "You go make your
notes and I'll fix us something."
"Good. I'll get a fire going, burn off the chill."
Toshimi Horiguchi waved Toshimi's hand as Toshimi Horiguchi retreated to the bedroom.
Uncomfortable in his wet clothes, he stripped off his shirt,
draped it across a stool, leaving on his undershirt, then bent to
the task of starting a fire in the hearth. In a minute, he had it
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