Without uttering another word, he left, closing the door quietly behind him. Tanaka exploded into a string of curse words; at least, that was what the...lawyer assumed the string of Japanese was. “If he thinks...” but the lawyer leaned to cap a hand across Tanaka’s mouth.Before Tanaka could explode, “Remember, we agreed not to discuss any of the details of the purchase in a hotel room,” he said for any possible listeners. “This business, like the others, will make us a substantial profit with. ”“I’m not upset at him like I was last week, but I also can’t play music with him again.”“Seems like it would be super awkward.”“Yeah, but also, it’s too ... intimate, you know? I can’t let him in like that again. I thought we had something. I did stuff with him that I’ve never done with anyone.”“Like what?”“Like, a lot. Told him stuff no one else knows. Let him ... do stuff to me no one else has ever done.”“You mean like sex stuff?” I asked delicately, sensing that change in tone in her. Now that her legs were open I knelt down to examine her. I reached up and slowly traced my finger up and down her slit, and pulled her pussy lips apart to peek at her pink interior."What the hell is this, slut? You aren't even wet! Don't you want me to fuck you tonight? Or are you intentionally trying to piss me off?" I bellowed, acting angry at her."Master, please! I-I tried being wet for you, I really did. But I know how you feel about me playing with myself before you visit, and I didn't. My ciggie was soon finished, so I shut the back door, and returned to my living room, to refresh my lipstick and gloss, and think about what to do next. I felt like such a tart, but knowing how horny I had made my neighbour, and how horny that had made me feel, in turn, I knew I had to stop, and start filming myself, to capture my big cum shot! So I started filming myself, like I had done so often before. All tarted up, smoking like a total fetish queen. I thought about my neighbour being left.