Sex story with: Ai Kato
|
|
Ai Kato closes the door behind her and walks to the couch. This time the
fire paints her curves in shadows on the clothing Ai Kato wears. The effect
vanishes as Ai Kato turns on the reading lamp and sits down. The glass of
sherry Ai Kato carries is placed on the wine table beside the couch, and she
settles in for Ai Kato's evening of reading.
I waken with a start. Glancing at my av idol mpegs watch, I find that I has been
asleep for a little over two hours. I yawn, stretch and leans between
the front seats to remove a small, nylon bag from behind the passenger's
seat. I exit the car and makes my av idol mpegs way silently toward the house.
I peer once more into the room. The fire has died down, but the
reading lamp provides enough light that the entire scene is exposed to
my eyes. The drugged sherry I sent Ai Kato's has taken effect. Lysilph has
fallen asleep, and the book has fallen from Ai Kato's hands.
I tap lightly on the window. Ai Kato doesn't stir. I tap harder, then
harder still. Ai Kato sleeps soundly, unaware of my insistent knocking.
I make my av idol mpegs way to the rear of the house. The back door of the old
(to continue reading click on Ai Kato)... |