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I started to leave the stage, but my boss stood up and suggested in a loud, humorous voice that perhaps the girl should whip me instead. Exiting Yokohama Station we took a taxi to the club and inside it was much as I remembered it. I giggled and told him he needed an assistant and he took it good naturedly, smiling up at me and telling me that sharing would take half the fun out of it. The plug was very large, not in length so much, but in girth. No, I didn’t understand at all how the woman had known I was a Milky Girl and it bothered me. “How old are you?” I asked Niya, admiring her lithe body while trying not to stare.
