’ ‘I’d really prefer you stick to convincing me to do things I already wanna do. You’re good at it. Thanks for starting the laundry by the wa..., that was sweet. I should probably strip the bed today.’ I smiled at him when he really registered what I’d said. ‘I don’t mind laundry. So what exactly do you want to do that I should be convincing you to do today?’ He made a face. ‘That sounded better in my head.’ I laughed and poured cereal. ‘I don’t know about being convinced of anything crazy. You are waiting for me on your knees, wearing stiletto heels, thigh high stockings, a black choker and nothing else. Your dark blonde hair is pulled tightly in a ponytail. You kneel with your hands crossed behind your back. I walk around you inspecting the lovely spectacle before me. I run my fingertips across your shoulders as you jump slightly. I have you stand as I cuff your hands behind your back. I run my fingers over your body, savoring the feel of your skin, as I smile slightly. Animal penises. Huge animal penises. Japan is a strange land.The whole thing was covered in a good dozen pillows and cushions, with a matching shiny satin comforter. They were all in what I had learned was official Hello Kitty pink. So were the walls, for that matter, and the thick shag carpeting on the floor. There were pictures and murals painted on the walls. They depicted various Hello Kitty characters caught in all manner of sexual exploits. I guess that explained the lovingly carved. It was clean and tidy without seeming soulless or sterile, and it was without doubt hers. As I found out later her signature was everywhere, those simple additional touches that elevated a stereotyped style into something with individuality. Back in the pub when I first saw her in those shorts and tights I had noticed that the shorts were very stylish with proper pockets and just the right side of being snug without being gynaecological. Her tights were sheer and smooth, hole free and not.