”“What if I stay here and you leave?” Satou asked. “When would I be able to see you again? Would I have to wait an entire year until next spri...g?”She seemed conflicted for a moment, her brow furrowing as she considered her reply. Satou got the impression that she liked him a lot more than she let on, especially since their first escapade in her tent. The Oni seemed to want to remain detached, more of a teacher than a lover, like she was humoring him for her own entertainment and not because of. "I shrugged and handed over the phone. "Just don't delete the picture,alright?" Oh, don't worry," she took it with a smile, "I wouldn't dream of it."Then the strange things started happening. She moved her finger on thescreen, but not like she was switching from picture to picture, morelike she was drawing something, and then she blew on my phone and Istarted to feel funny, like the air I was breathing was full of fumes.But I didn't smell anything."Do you smell someth-" I cut myself off. She. I start to wheel the cutter over your clothed body just like I'm opening a tin of dog food.Your clothes are now cut and I can peel your shirt and trousers open, you almost look like a gutted fish.I can't resist it, I roll the wheel over your chest and down your legs, small little cuts start to drip just a little blood.What the fuck is that scuttling noise damn it!The clothes can stay like that, I can get to what I need to now. Clothes in tatters and your briefs cut wide open, I can see it all. Mmm ... o ... ok...” as she moved to her dresser and began to dig through the bottom drawer, pretty sure her old suits were buried in there somewhere. Kneeling down after a moment, her bent over posture being both uncomfortable, and a bit suggestive, she swiftly found her old suits, and pulled them out of the drawerWatching Riki, Alex took in the sight of her bending over. Riki was far more handsome than she realized and he admired her full and shapely bottom. Riki always thought of herself as.