He had tradedplaces with the girl from earlier and now the factory had mistaken him forher. He wasn't sure if the name was her real name or not, but n...w he WASconsidered Keiko, at least according to how the machines were acting. Kojiwas once again hoisted into the air and dropped onto a different movingconveyor belt. "Ugh, now what?" he thought. A small screen dropped downand a video began playing. A cute looking girl in a Japanese idol outfitwaved to the camera. "Hello everyone!" she said with. She wore a white tank top that clung to her small, perky breasts and showcased her fit, curvy body while contrasting her bronze skin beautifully. I looked away as she turned back around. “Does that work,” she asked, pointing at the coffee maker atop the big filing cabinet. “It sure does,” I replied, glad for the excuse to look at her. “Want me to make a pot?” “My grandma always said 'never let a cowboy make the coffee',” she replied with a smile. “Just tell me where everything is. She soaped her body andshaved, making sure her mound was bare and smooth as he instructed. She ranher fingertips over her body, making sure her skin was silky. Stepping from the shower she grabbed for her towel. Megan wrapped herselfin the warm cotton towel as she stepped out onto the cold tile. She checkedthe time. It was 4:30. She quickly patted herself dry and noticed her handswere shaking now, from fear of not being ready on time. She flipped her hairover and wrapped the towel around her. After 6 months of friendship I proposed her and she finally agreed.During this period we were not physical at all.I never had a girlfriend before and was a shy although very passionate person.I would often hold her hand while travelling back home when we were friends but now of course I wanted more of her.I proposed her on valentines day.She was looking gorgeous in her white kurti and red tights.May be she had hint about my intention of proposing her. She looked fabulous her figure 34-28-34 was.