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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