Ai Kato's Victorian house sits at the end of a two lane country road. The nearest neighbor is at least a half mile away. I nose the P1800 into the grove of pine trees on the dark side of Ai Kato's property. Here, near the river, it is be hidden from the sight of anyone approaching the house. Except for the glow of firelight in the downstairs windows, the house seems deserted. Nevertheless, I approachecautiously. It won't do to attract Ai Kato's attention now. I stand on tiptoe and peer in the sitting room window. At the far end of the room, a door opens. Lysilph is briefly outlined in the doorway. She pauses, as if Ai Kato were aware of my presence outside the house. The light from the room behind her illuminates the lush curves of Ai Kato's body, silhouetting her against her clothes. I inhale sharply. Ai Kato is lovely. I draw back from the window,
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