We're sitting in the living room, making plans for our upcoming trip to Japan. While I am on the laptop researching train schedules, you have been scanning the travel magazines for exciting sites to go and see. Turning the page on a lovely picture of one, you ask the question "Why is it that geisha are always women? You would think there would be a male equi...
It had taken you a while to remember which of your friends called themselves the porcelain doll. In fact, you hadn’t remembered at all until you pulled out your yearbook to check, and saw the familiar face peeking out from the back of your class photo, painted in white. Jiang Ning San, the youngest of three girls, had needed a way to distinguish herself. Her...
Chapter 3 - American Geisha January 5, 2019 7:00 - 10:00 am - Hannah Fairbottom I was sitting on my back porch, looking over the beach, and enjoying the sunrise. I sat in a chair at my small deck table, a cup of coffee before me with steam wafting off it to be carried off by the cool morning breeze. It was abnormally warm today. Last night's low was 5...
I'm a proud nineteen year old Japanese young woman, born and raised in Tokyo, but I never really felt that I truly belonged there. My wild and free American soul has always felt constrained by Japanese customs. That's why I moved to the United States. Yes, I'm a typical petite long haired Japanese woman raised by traditional parents, but according to my moth...
We were eight rambunctious American teenagers strutting down the streets of downtown Montreal. One of us had a family vacation home in upper New York State, so the whole gang was checking it out for a week of summer fun. That included a day trip over the Candian border. What to do on this bright sunny day? "I've got to get me a Canadian woman. Haven't had...
Raion had spent the morning sitting near the Shinto Shrine at the edge of His village. He often spent time there alone, contemplating, enjoying the quiet breeze and in season the fragrance of cherry blossom from the beautiful orchard that formed a perfect background to the sanctuary. Today He felt particularly blessed. His spirit had been low, an emptiness h...
I believe that most people are victims of their fates. I have always chosen mine. Of course, we can only choose what we will do and who we will be. Our lives form along the interfaces between ourselves and the world, by which I mean that we may architect our own destinies, but we cannot choose the ground on which they must stand. Please know that I speak wit...
Nineteen days! God, how I'd missed him. Especially at night! I'd become so used to his warmth next to me that I found sleeping difficult without him. I'd lain awake for countless hours regretting my decision not to join him. Again and again, I'd relived our closeness - the way he'd kiss my cheek so softly; the way he can wrap his tongue around my nipple...
Read Chapter 1 and 2 first. Miko took off her clothes, Katherine was already naked. Without any preamble Miko started eating out Katherine pussy. "That feels good, I thought I was going to die earlier." Raising her head, "Denial can be powerful,"Miko went to back to work. "Keep going," Katherine sighed. Miko went on for some time, than instructed, "You...
Big Mama asked me: "Are you gonna have a problem with killing a friend of yours?" "Depends on which friend." "A Yakuza gang member on the management fast track." "It's not a woman, is it? I've got enough contracts out on me without the government getting in on the act." The Government of Greater Good frowns on killing females, but men are fair game. "C...