Thank you, my dear, that will do for now. Shall we order? I’m absolutely famished, my love, I hope our dinner comes soon. Now, Violet, why are you s...uirming so—is your seat not comfortable? Ah, I wish you’d told me while our waiter was still here. Let me see if I can get his attention...oh yes, I insist—I don’t want you to be uncomfortable while we dine. Here he comes now. Sorry to be such a nuisance, Bradley, but Violet so enjoyed demonstrating her skills to you that she got very wet—isn’t. What more do you want, Dodie? This is after all a sex magazine!” “I know! I know!” replied Dodie, shaking her head. “And yes, the ads are quite imaginative. I’m glad we’ve got that ad for pubic hair conditioner and that one for the Brook Tourist Board. But I just feel it’s not artistic enough. It’s just crude sex. Sex with you, but crude nonetheless. I want to edit something about which I get some artistic satisfaction.” “You’re the editor!” smiled Innocence. “You can do what you like! You know. It contained a phone number and ‘When you get tired of pining — Rin’. Natsumi threw it away, then later picked it out of the trash can and placed it in her desk drawer. As soon as she got home Sakura sat down at her computer and wrote more of her novel. The words flowed freely now, as her gaijin artist went to meet up with the mysterious model. — To say the bar was seedy was like saying you might be able to buy a drink there. Clouds of smoke clung to the ceiling as men in torn suits huddled. “Besides I don’t have anything I could go in,” I said. “Don’t worry about that,” Jamie said, “I have plenty of stuff we can use, we are the same size I guess – let’s give it a go! I only live around the corner so if it’s a crap night we can change back and go somewhere else”. “OK” I said “I'm up for it if you are – and I can collect my phone at the same time”SaturdayI got to Jamie’s place around 8 on Saturday evening – I was wearing jeans and a tee with a leather jacket. His place was literally.