I said "damn James it hurts like bitch aww." and he said we should stop and went to bed. My ass still felt sore.The next 1 week we didnt' do anything ...ecause my ass was still fuking sore from the incident. Until the day it came that my friend had to leave back to the States so he was very egear. So he typed saying "we should try and get something done tonight since it is my last day here" so i agreed and we went home rather earlier.It was around 10 our parents started sleeping because it was. I decided that I should treat tonight more like a date than a quick thing, thinking that that was what was called for a bit more. If he was traditional I thought that maybe it would be more his speed. I made sure I had some wine in the fridge and as the hour approached, I picked out a nice dress (everything I had showed a bit too much cleavage), and sat watching television until the knock on the door came. I greeted him unlike the others, and told him to take a seat on the couch. He sat down. With the swish of a card the door opens and you're eased inside. The curtains are open and the view of the city below draws you toward the window. I stand behind you, my hands gently touch the tops of your arms. "Stand up straight," I speak softly into your right ear, "and keep perfectly still." You feel my face on the right side of yours, my breath at the nape of your neck. "You can do that, can't you?" Yes... yes, Sir." Your voice contains an intoxicating mixture of trepidation and. ..A yokai called Yokubō-no-Tako. A dangerous monster kept imprisoned at my father's shrine...“What's it doing here? Was it trapped in the tree with you and Princess Mitsuko?”The futa-ghost touched Yoshiko's shoulder, the spirit of Sayuri unseen. Then the ghost hugged her, the tingling presence comforting Yoshiko. She tried to hug the ghost back, but her arms past through Sayuri's body....I don't know how Mitsuko-hime nor my soul ended up in your land. Everything is a haze before I sucked your.