Mmmm, this is very good! Probably the best meat Ive ever had, whatever it is. I finish my plate of food and am brought to the table Ill be lying on. I...s a silver metal rectangular table. There are metal restraints that lock closed that he adjusts for my wrists, ankles, neck, forehead, waist, knees and elbows. He explains that usually, nyotaimori girls dont need such restraints, but that they also usually train for many years and are all in Japan. He coats the table in something to lubricate it. Th]en an older waitress with a bleach blonde beehive hairstyle asks, “ You play in that band across the street, don’t ya? The bass player?” He shakes his head yes still out of breath. The vintage waitress cracks on her gum, reaches in her pocket, pulls out a sticky note in the shape of a red heart. “ This is for you,” she says, winks, and walks away. I’m across the square. 3rd floor.-TEven though its only across a small courtyard that everyone calls the square, it felt like lightyears as he. " Hmm. Well, I guess I'm supposed to bring him in if I find him." You can do that, but I promise he'll just take off again as soon as you turn your back." Yeah, if he's being treated like you say, I reckon you're right about that, but a report has been filed with the Sheriff's Office and I have to follow up on it. Why don't we go around back and get him now?" If you insist, but he's not going to like it. He has no intention of living with his aunt ever again." Well, that'll be up to a judge and. ."Excuse me, would you like to dance?I turn and sure that he's asking Claire I ignore him him until he repeats himself."Maybe you're deaf, but would you like to dance??" He says it a bit louder, but with a grin."Me?" I stammer. "You w-w-want to d-d-dance with me?" Sure, you're...pretty damn cute!"Cute. Not beautiful. Cute. I'll take it. We dance, several songs and he's smiling and very nice, not grabbing at me, just being cool. After four songs he says he needs another drink and asks what I'm.