” She replied.Remember you can’t go out with boys. You know the rule. No dating. I heard in the background.Then I heard her voice, “Hello, this ...s Eve.”“Eve, it’s Michael. Thank you for giving me your number. I was hoping you’d be willing to spend the day with me.”“I’d like that, but my mom might not agree. She has a rule about dating boys.”“Well, maybe we could meet up somewhere, like the pool. Then it wouldn’t be a date. Maybe you could bring a friend or two, and I could bring my friend RJ.”. IfHiromi Sato wasn't reeled in soon, Operation Firecracker would have tobe abandoned. ***** Hiromi continued to dodge all pursuers. Firecracker Four was now theclosest pursuit car to the Yakuza accountant's Fairlady. Car Four wasjust to the right and slightly to the rear of Hiromi.Now tired of the chase, Hiromi took her most aggressive action yet.Through precision use of the brake and steering wheel, Hiromi made theFairlady begin to fish tail in the direction of Firecracker Four.Firecracker. She walked barefoot, wearing only a black bra and black boyshorts. Black fishnet stockings clipped to the bottom of her boyshorts, making her legs appear longer. Sam watched her hungrily, stripping himself of the wife beater and basketball shorts he had been wearing. He tossed them to the side, knowing hed be picking them up later. His dirty blonde hair fell into his eyes and he tried to shake it out before giving up and brushing them aside. His Mistress stepped up from behind him and yanked. When we arrive in my parking lot a strange familiarity comes over me, but the sun is out this time. “You can run up and grab me some sweats?” I ask. With that question, the grin is back and she throws me her dress. “Bring ME back some sweats baby.” Crap. She knows how to get me worked up. Now I have to wear a small dress with a hard on all the way up the 3 sets of stairs and back with sweats for her. I get up to the apartment without incident and start looking for something for her to wear back.