"Why, it's Jim... Jim Carroll, if I am not mistaken..." Morgan announced, drawing the shocked young man into his living room. "Let me take your coat. ...ot snowing out there tonight, is it? Know we had a few flurries today, but the real thing isn't due until the weekend. Isn't that the way it always is?" He was taking Jim's coat, hanging it up, and leading him toward the other side of the room where the lights were dim and there was a glowing fire in the fireplace."Someone is here, who's. Last night was the last day of work so we went drinking to a well-known Gaijin bar (foreigner bar) in Osaka. So everybody knows that these are the places you go on the weekend if you want to get some Yariman (or easy pussy) and yesterday was Friday, with everyone keen to celebrate the end of the week. Anyway we were one hour into drinking when we struck a conversation with 3 young Japanese girls sitting at the next table, who are with two uncool foreigners that we easily sidetracked. They. Back in the alley way stood Jerome in the shadows, I thought about running, but Jerome know where I lived. I glanced around me quickly than went in to the alley way. Jerome was standing there looking very anxious and nervous, as soon as I was near to him he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me under the over hang of the building. Knocking my books from my hands, Jerome snatched my belt loose and pulled my pants down. I tried to stop him, he only slapped away my efforts and spun me around and. "Have a good night."Hiromi took, her shoes off and put slippers on instead as soon as shewas in the apartment. Feeling starved after a long day at work, Hiromiwondered what she would do for dinner. Preparing dinner for herself was something Hiromi need not worry about.Someone had beaten her to it."Good evening Miss Sato," Said an Asian woman who wasn't Japanese."Please be seated, I'll have dinner for you in a few minutes." Thank you Juanita." Hiromi replied back as she took a seat. The.