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Before I start, I want to thank everyone who posted reviews to part one. When I write a story set somewhere that I know very little about, I buy a guide book, in this case, it was a dk guidebook of japan, as well as a culture smart book, and some novels that were set in japan, partly or in whole. Ive never been to japan, I don't know if I will, but I hope so. I wont get this story 100% accurate, I know and accept that. As one reviewer said, Im not being paid for this, none of us are, guidebooks and internet searches will only tell me so much. Accept this story in the spirit that its offered, and enjoy it. DESTINATION JAPAN CHAPTER 2 As Miyoshi Ogawa's personal assistant, it was my job to organise things, events, information, legwork, anything required. Working for him opened doors that would have normally remained closed to anyone else. As his subtle bodyguard, I looked for hidden weapons and threats, and as his secret lover, I submitted to him. He was a consumate and gifted lover who did care for me. As I thought about last nights lovemaking session, I was sitting next to him in a conference room in an office building in central Tokyo. It was late at night, not unusual work hours for a lot of Japanese. Meetings with other Yakuza leaders took place here. The more open it looked, the less it was suspected. Most of the employees had left hours ago, and the cleaners weren't expected for a few more hours. I was going through information on a laptop in front of me, checking off no what Miyoshi was being told, financial statements, reports on activities, police operations, possible new markets to exploit. The Japanese will seize any means to stay on top of things, business as usual. As I finished typing in the latest information on current police operations, I smiled as I felt his hand rest on my thigh under the table. Recrossing my legs, I reached for the glass of water in front of me and studied the underworld figure in front of me. From one glance at him, I knew that he was armed with one pistol at his waist, and a smaller gun at his ankle. If he reached for them suddenly, I could neutralise him in seconds, but most kept their hands on the table. The black suited bodyguards by the door would also stop them with well aimed shots. "Thank you all, we will meet again in a months time to find out the results of tonights meeting, until then, goodnight," he told them as he stood up. I folded the top of my laptop down and stood up as well. The other Yakuza leaders were used to my presence and knew better than to say anything about me, in public anyway. As they filed out of the room, he waited until they were gone, then wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed the side of my neck. I shivered against him and tilted my head to one side. With my hair pinned up Japanese style, but with chopsticks through my hair, he slid my jacket down over my shoulders and down my arms, then unbuttoned my silk blouse and spun me around. "You have done well so far, very well my flower, you stayed alert without seeming to," he told me as he parted my blouse and lifted me up onto the conference table. Laying back, I parted my thighs and moaned louder as he caressed me and tugged at my bra straps. Freeing one breast, he tugged on my nipple with his teeth and suckled on it. I moaned and cried out louder as he kept me aroused and shaking, then pulled me to my feet and walked me to one of the walls. Walking unsteadily on my heels, I had no idea what he was doing until he pushed on one of the panels, which swung open to show me a well appointed and hidden bedroom. Leading me in, he closed the panel behind me, then guided me across to the bed and had me sit down. Reaching behind me, I unzipped my skirt and slid it down my hips and thighs to the floor. Stepping out of it, I stood up and helped him out of his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. He kept himself fit and toned, I lightly ran my nails over his tattoos and kissed down his chest and belly. Kneeling before him, I took off his shoes, then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. As they fell, he lifted me up and pushed me backwards onto the bed. Getting on all fours, I felt the mattress shift a bit as he got behind me and tugged at the waistband of my panties. Knowing that I wasn't anywhere near my period, I said nothing as he got closer and thrust up against me. His cock rubbed over my silky smooth and sensitive pussy lips, which got me moaning loudly again. I found myself pleading for him to take me right then and there, but he continued to tease me. Keeping my thighs parted widely, he kept his hands on my hips, getting me more and more moist, only then did he guide his thick cock inside my quivering pussy. Tossing my head back and forth, my blonde tresses flowed behind me as he slowly slid back and forth into me. I cried and gasped out as he pulled me back and forth against him. Milking his thick cock as he moaned as well, I made my inner muscles ripple along his shaft, urging him on as he kissed and licked along the back of my neck. Making full use of me, I cried over and over in rising pleasure and extasy. I craved more and more as he slowly thrust back and forth into me, making me wait for my orgasm. I had no idea how much time passed, I don't know, but when I came, he held onto my hips as I squeezed his shaft deep inside me. Trembling and shaking as I orgasmed, he held me up and came not long after me. Still holding onto me, we collapsed onto our sides on the bed. Keeping his arms wrapped around me, he lay still and passed out. I lay still on the bed, his warm body pressed up against mine, 3 years ago, if someone had told me that I would become a blonde haired and blue eyed female being taken by a Japanese Yakuza leader worth hundreds of millions of dollars, id have called them a liar, now it was real, it was who I was now. Closing my eyes as well, I smiled as he was a very gifted lover. I knew he had been married once, but she had died soon after giving birth to their son. He was about 18 or 19 now, they didn't see much of each other. Distance and work commitments kept them parted, but I had organised 5 restaurant dates and numerous other outings for them in the year that I had been by Mr Ogawa's side. A visit to the imperial palace, seats at a sumo tournament, as well as a trip to the Yasukuni Shrine, which enshrines many who fought in world war 2, even several war criminals. Officially, Japan was a war victim, that's their story and they're sticking to it. He would never marry me, I wasn't that na?ve, plus the idea of getting married to a man was alien to me, even with my subtle conditioning, part of me still liked women too much. After he woke up, we got dressed again and returned to his apartment here in the city. Taking off my heels as I entered, I walked through to our bedroom and had a cool shower. Despite being Japanese, Miyoshi enjoyed western style showers as well as Japanese style baths, on his estates, he had both types. Washing my slender body and flowing blonde hair, I sighed as I lathered up my body and washed it, then shampooed and conditioned my hair. Drying myself off, I brushed my hair back and arranged it, then walked naked through to the bedroom and changed into a pair of high cut silk panties and a white and rose flowered kimono. Walking from the bedroom to the kitchen, I poured two cups of Ocha, green tea, and carried them out to him as he sat on one of the futons. Offering him one, I sat down next to him and crossed my silky smooth legs as he read through a paper. Taking it from me, he sipped it and concentrated on the paper. "I have to go to Sapporo for 4 days tomorrow, it's best that you not accompany me, my purpose there is for me and me alone to know. My safety is assured so you need not worry. When you wake up tomorrow morning, I will be gone, until then, enjoy Tokyo, your time is your own," he told me as I moved closer to him. His strong arm wrapped around me as I closed my eyes and took in his unique scent. I don't know when I fell asleep in his arms, but I woke up to find myself on the futon bed in the main bedroom. I sat up, then remembered that he would be gone for 4 days. I was on my own for 4 days, this didn't happen a lot so I was determined to make the most of it. I took a bath and savored the warmth of the water. Adding some bath oils to it, I took my time, the water felt good against my skin, and my breasts rose and fell under the water. My thoughts turned to Miyoshi, and why he had gone to Sapporo alone, had he gone to meet the Capo Di Capi, the chief of the chiefs in the Yakuza world, or was it to meet someone else, a lover perhaps. I was incapable of jealousy, would he have lied to me about why he was going. He didn't have to explain himself to me. Easing myself reluctantly out of the warm water, I let it out then dried myself off with a towel. Wrapping it around my upper body, I dried my long hair and wandered into the bedroom. Both of us kept a few sets of clothes here for when we were here. Taking off the towel, I changed into a black silk and lacy bra and panty set, then a knee length leather skirt and black silk patterned top. Applying a light coat of make up, I then applied dark red lipstick to my lips and put my hair into a long braid behind my back. I was proud of my long blonde tresses and loved styling them, this was why women loved having long hair, it was a part of their identity. Putting my purse and other necessary items into a matching black bag, I took a pair of 3in patent leather ankle boots from the wardrobe and slipped my feet into them as I left the apartment. I felt sexy and empowered as I left the building. I felt the eyes of many glance at me, one glance at my reflection told me why. I heard and felt my stomach rumbling as I left. As it was nearly 11am, I bought something that saved a lot of time and was garenteed to fill anyone up, a bento box. Its an all in one lunch with a bit of everything in it. Its something only the Japanese could have come up with. Making my way to Ueno Park in northern Tokyo, I sat down near the Tosho-gu Shrine to have my lunch. Like much of Tokyo, it was packed with people, locals and tourists alike. The nearby 5 story pagoda, a survivor of part of the Kanei-ji temple complex, was built in the 17th century by the first Tokugawa shogun to negate evil spirits that might threaten from the north east. He must have had a good feeling about it, because the Tokugawas lasted for about 200 years before being defeated in battle by imperial forces. I took my time eating, as delicately as I could, then got up to wander the park. My wanderings took me to the great Buddhist pagoda, the Gojo shrine, then the Saigo Takamori statue. Saigo Takamori lead a rebellion against the emperor in 1877 but failed, maybe he forgot to carry the one. In any event, he killed himself but didn't count on being pardoned 22 years later. Leaving the park, I took a taxi to the Senso-ji Temple, Tokyo's most sacred and spectacular temple. It survived the 1923 earthquake but not the US air force during world war 2. Most Of the buildings are new, but follow the Edo layout. Entering through the Kaminariamon Gate, also known as thunder gate, I wandered down Nakamise-Dori street. On either side of me were shop after shop, selling everything from kimonos to hair combs. I wandered past them and entered the temple complex itself. Making my way to the main hall, I heard the constant soft click of my heels, a sound I usually muted out, like the ticking of my watch. Glancing at the paintings hanging inside the main hall, I stopped at the Kannon image. Tossing a coin, I lit a candle as well, then left. I stayed for another hour, then left to get the train back to central Tokyo. As I loved going up tall buildings wherever I went, the CN Tower, the seattle space needle, the empire state building, the centre point tower in Sydney, I had to go up the Tokyo Tower as well. Higher than the Eiffel tower, it was clear enough to see for miles in any direction. After that, I walked to the Hama Detached Palace Garden. Its claim to fame is that Ulysses S Grant stayed there during his visit in 1879 and even sipped green tea with Emperor Meiji. Destroyed during bombing raids in world war 2, it was all faithfully rebuilt to exacting standards and wasn't too crowded. I sat down and had some tea at the Nakajima tea house there to get the full experience. The next day I went to the Tokyo International Forum to do some shopping, I had 5 credit cards to choose from and a suitable amount of Japanese Yen in my purse. I wanted to pick up something for myself, and to surprise Miyoshi with when he got back. I bought my first ipod in one of the electronics stores, and downloaded about a hundred songs from another store into it, Midnight Oil, Def Leppard, U2, any that I could think of, including some more from Australian bands. Even though I looked and sounded American, deep inside, I still considered myself a true blue aussie, no retrovirus could take that away from me. In another store, I bought a black leather bustier top and thong, a matching leather jacket completed things nicely. In another store, one catering to the current generation of Japanese, I bought a sexy schoolgirl outfit, one that I planned to surprise Miyoshi with when he got back. Whatever the Japanese did, be it making swords, painting, or trading futures on the stock market, they put their all into it, heart and soul. The next day saw me on a boat trip along the Sumida river, it shows you a view of Tokyo that you don't often see. To anyone watching me, I was just another tourist, I looked the part in any case. After departing the boat, I took a train along the Yamanote line to East Shinjuku. After seeing a movie at one of the movie houses in Kabukicho, I found the Isetan Department Store. I had heard of it, and knew it to be one of the best boutiques in the city. Female staff just inside the store bowed to me as I entered, and I returned the gesture. Women loved to shop, it hadn't taken me long to get used the buzz I got when I bought something. I used to go shopping when I actually needed something, a new pair of cargo pants, new pair of hiking boots. Now I went shopping for whatever took my fancy. In the Isetan department store, I found a beautiful light red broach dress, with spaghetti straps and drew attention, a white linen jacket and matching white printed singlet that went with a bow dress. In addition to them, I also chose a pleasure slate libertine corset, that had straps and built in underwire cups that supported my breasts, with matching panties. A black halter neck knit dress was also bought. I put them on one of my credit cards without thinking about it and left. Stopping in one of the jewellery stores, I browsed through the selection and chose a 15 point diamond ring, not too flashy, a 1/3rd carat diamond necklace and two matching bangles, then a diamond cross set in 9ct white gold on a chain. A 1/3rd carat diamond set in 9ct white gold ring completed my purchases there, again, I paid by credit and left. Miyoshi would be back tonight, so I stayed close to the apartment, trying on my purchases and loving my reflection. I looked like a refined lady in the mirror, wearing one of the dresses I had bought the day before and some of the jewellery. When it started to get dark, I changed into the schoolgirl outfit I had bought, which consisted of a short pleated skirt, snug blouse, and 2in heeled boots. Standing in the living room, I waited until I heard the key turn in the lock, then pushed the play button on the ipod I had bought. The sound of a train began to play as I heard him walk in. This was the fantasy of a lot of Japanese men, Chikan is the correct term used, on crowded trains, men can get a quick, and illegal, feel up a girls skirt. it's the fantasy at certain places in japan, if you know where to go. He didn't say anything as he came closer to me, when I knew he was reaching for me, I took two steps away from him, making this fantasy last. I giggled and took another step forward as he reached for me. I kept this up for several more seconds until he surprised me. I felt his hand slip under my skirt and fondle my bare, smooth as cheeks. "You're a naughty schoolgirl, aren't you, you forgot something," he whispered to me as he continued to fondle me, then lightly spanked me, making me jump and yelp. I blushed and trembled as he spanked me again, then took me by the hand and had me sit down next to him. Resting against him, I softly kissed him and ran my hand down his chest to his pants, over his bulging crotch. Knowing how hard he was, if I was still male, id have been hard at the sight of me now, I unzipped his pants and took out his cock to caress with my slender fingers and fingernails. "You were good while I was away, you were watched this time, next time, you will not be watched," he told me as he guided me down to his throbbing cock. As I slipped it past my lips and into my mouth, his hand caressed my bare ass cheeks and between them to find my glistening pussy. As I suckled on him, he slipped a finger inside me, shocking me as I moaned and circled my tongue around his shaft. I wasn't nervous or ashamed of what I was doing, it was just one of my many duties. At some level I wanted to stop, but the rest of me didn't want to. He soon came from my gifted mouth and waited until he had finished cumming, then had me zip him back up and bring him a cop of Ocha. "Next weekend, I'm meeting some business partners for golf, you will come with me, as my caddy. At the Golf course that I'm a member at, one of many, women serve as caddies, your duties are as always, I don't anticipate any trouble but I havn't risen as high as I have by not taking chances," he told me as I straddled him. True to form, the very next weekend, I was carrying a full bag of golf clubs as Miyoshi played 18 holes with two prospective business partners at the Kasumigaseki golf club. Membership here, and at many other golf clubs ran up to the hundred thousand dollar mark, but it was pocket change to people in business, or who loved the game. It was a way to break the ice for any occasion. I couldn't see why they loved it so much, probably for the same reason Japanese were nuts about Koalas, to me, koalas were irritable animals with sharp claws, but they were a drawcard, who was I to mess with something that drew Japanese tourists to Australia. Golf was the same to me, they liked it, that was all that mattered. Two plainclothes bodyguards kept a rough perimeter around us as they teed off. Maybe they would let Miyoshi win, or do their best to win regardless, I held no stake in the game. From time to time, I glanced around to check the other golfers in sight, but the few that were were concentrating on their own games. As Miyoshi was teeing off, I caught a flash from the corner of my eye. Turning to it, I saw it again, like light flashing off something reflective. It wasn't from a golf club, it was coming from the treeline, and the nearest other golfers were nowhere near it. My mind worked fast, it wasn't trash, the course was kept impeccably clean, which left only one other reason. Dropping the golf bag, I raced to Miyoshi and tackled him to the grass. Half a second later, I heard a shot and someone hitting the grass behind us. Holding him down, I turned my head to see one of our bodyguards laying there, blood coming from his mouth as he held onto his gun and tried to get up. Both bodyguards were wearing body armour underneath their shirts, only armour piercing bullets could have gone through his vest like that. Quickly taking his pistol, I husled Miyoshi to the nearby treeline while his associates ran with us. Our remaining bodyguard stayed in front of us until he was hit as well. I cried out as something smacked into my left shoulder at high speed. The second bullet must have gone completely through the second bodyguards vest and lodged in my shoulder. I was too keyed up to notice the pain as I kept him down low. I ignored the pain and blood coming from my shoulder and turned my head as I heard automatic weapons fire coming from our left. It was the two closest golfers firing at us with submachine guns, MP5s or maybe Uzi's. As I had been well trained in marksmanship, I held the gun with both hands and fired twice. As I knelt behind a tree, I saw one fall to the grass and not get up. The other one held his hand to his ear and fall to his knees with blood coating his hand. A third bullet fired by me went through his right eye and he fell to the grass. As I looked for another target, I was jerked as something small hit my left side and I fell to the ground. Biting back a scream, I pressed my hand to the fresh wound and held it there. Being armour piercing bullets, it was a through and through. As I worked to stay conscious, I heard Miyoshi talking into his cell phone and more automatic weapons fire aimed at us. Turning towards the sounds, I ignored the pain and aimed at the two new forms coming at us. My first shot went through the first assassins forehead, dropping him immediately. As I turned to the second one, I fired just as he did. Fresh pain went through my right thigh as two bullets went through it. My bullets didn't go wide and he dropped as if he had been slapped. I was barely able to control the pain coming from my bullet wounds as I lay there, alert with my gun ready to shoot anymore assassins. Even as I fought to stay conscious, I knew it was a losing battle, the world around me went back even as I fought and I passed out from blood loss. Consciousness came slowly to me, a soft bed, soft music was playing as I opened my eyes and saw where I was. I was in a hospital room, but where, flowers were in vases next to my bed, filling the room with their scents. When I moved, I winced as pain flared from my left shoulder and side, I was alive, but what about Miyoshi. It didn't take long for him to hear that I was awake and for him to be at my side. "I owe you a debt, my flower, you kept me alive when everyone else was being killed," he told me as I had dinner in my hospital room. "My heart sings to see you alive, what about your partners, and your other bodyguards," I asked him as he held onto my slender hand. "They both died, as did the sniper, he killed himself rather than be taken alive, but their bodies are being examined as we speak, my business partners are unharmed. As to the assassins, I will find out who sent them, dead men do tell tales, and when I find out, I will dispatch you to take care of them my flower, you will be my avenging angel, like the Kami that preside over everything, you will find them, and strike," he told me as I ate. "I will, he tried to kill you, it will be my pleasure to.. Pay them a visit," I told him as I was checked on. "You will be out of here soon, no authorities will question you. A healthy dread of us, and some payments will ensure that you are not questioned or harassed while you are healing, nor will I be questioned about what happened," he told me as he bowed to me, the first time he had ever done that, then left to give me some privacy. I stayed at the hospital for two weeks before I was checked out and taken to Miyoshi's estate at Kashikojima to rest and get my full strength back. When I entered, the inside guards bowed to me, another first. They must have viewed me with distrust at first, but now they respected me, truly respected me for saving their employers lives. I started a regime of training there, exercising and working out to get my fighting strength back. Only the entry and exit scars on my thighs, side and shoulder from the bullets gave any indication that anything had ever happened. Three days after I had returned, Miyoshi presented me with two boxes elaborately wrapped in paper, a big one and a small one. "A gift for you, for saving my life and that of my business partners," he told me as he bowed to me and left my room. Sitting down on the futon bed, I opened up the smaller of the two boxes and smiled at the jewelled and platinum ladies omega watch inside, worth a pretty penny or two, I told myself as I then opened up the second one. Inside was something a lot more special. A red and black silk kimono was folded inside, new and expensive as they come. Added to the sides and along the neck and around the ends of the sleeves were diamonds. I could only assume they were real and immediately tried it on, as with everything else I had been given, it was a perfect fit. Not long after I was back up to full strength, he came to me and told me who had organised the hit on him. His name was Lin Po Zhu, they were old business partners and had made their fortunes together, and had both gone in on a gas and oil venture on a newly found deposit. Miyoshi had found out just in time that it was a scam and pulled out before he had lost too much, but Lin hadn't. That was 3 years ago, he must have blamed Miyoshi and been biding his time until striking, about the time that I was taken from Kobe. Miyoshi must have suspected and planned ahead. After he had told me all this, he gave me a folder with all the info he had on him. While I had a late dinner, I read though it, trying to find a way or an angle to get close to my target. He lived in China, but travelled to Hong Kong once a month. He had recouped most of his losses by investing in shipping and shares. He had a wife and two sons in Beijing, and had a good arrangement, his wife didn't ask what he got up to in Hong Kong, and Lin didn't ask his wife what she got up to while he was away. As I got to the last page, I smiled as I had found my way in, he loved redheads, asian or western, it didn't matter. Three days later, I flew to Hong Kong on a Japanese airlines flight, travelling first class of course, on the best for me, then took a taxi to the hotel I was checked into for two nights. Not that I planned to be there for two nights. When he was here, he had dinner at a particular hotel restaurant, with top line chefs and service, I planned on being there when he arrived. Unpacking my suitcase, I went into the bathroom and dyed my flowing blonde hair to a rich auburn colour. Its amazing how different I looked as a redhead. As I cleaned up the mess, I waited for it to dry, then changed from my top and skirt into a sexy black gown, that showed off my back and cleavage, with a slit up the side that showed off my right thigh. A garter belt and pair of black silk stockings completed my sensual appearance. Styling my new auburn tresses so they subtly bounced as I walked, I slipped my feet into a pair of 4in pumps, then one of the diamond rings I had bought earlier on one of my fingers. Adding a diamond necklace, stud earrings, and watch, I expertly applied make up to my already beautiful face, black eyeliner and eyeshadow made me look mysterious, deep red lipstick matched my hair, and red nail polish decorated my fingernails. I then applied perfume to either side of my neck, between my breasts and to my wrists. Picking up my pre packed purse for the night, I put it in my bag and left my room. When I reached the lobby and walked through it, I felt all eyes turn to me, every man lusted after me and every woman hated and envied me. I heard several winces as wives elbowed their other halves to remind them to look but not touch. I could barely hide my smile as I walked past all of them, walking sensuously in my heels along the carpet and out to the taxi bank. Giving the bellhop a good look at my cleavage as he held the taxi door open for me, I slipped into the taxi and crossed my long legs, then gave the driver directions to the hotel where I knew my target would be. The hotel was one of the ritziest and most expensive in the city, only the best and richest stayed here, presidents, tycoons, you were made to feel special here by the staff. As the taxi stopped in front of the hotel, I thanked the driver and paid him, adding a suitable tip and walked up the steps to the hotel. All the while, I had been speaking the chinese dialect that I had learned fluently. I walked to the closest bar to the front doors and sat down where everyone walking in could see me. Sitting on the barstool, I put my bag on the counter and crossed my long legs to order a drink. My plan depended on him coming to me, if I went to him, I would be suspected. It wasn't long before my admirers came to me, chatting with me and softly caressing my silky smooth thigh. I sent them away as politely as I could and waited. If he came in with a redhead hanging on his arm already, I would have to come up with plan B in a hurry. Right on time, at 8pm, I saw him walk though the doors via the mirrors angled above the bar. I sat still and made sure that I sat so he could see me. I glanced away as he looked at me, and stared at me. Smiling as I knew I had him, I glanced at him and smiled at him, then turned back to my drink. Barely 5 minutes later, one of his bodyguards walked up to me and asked me that Mr Zhu was requesting my company. I told him to tell Mr Zhu that I was waiting for someone, then turned back to my drink. Lin was a man who was used to getting any woman he wanted, if a woman like me said no to him, that would only make him want me even more, the old saying- you get more flies with honey, applied here. I didn't have long to wait until Lin himself sat down next to me. "Your boyfriend doesn't seem to be here," he said to me as he took in my cleavage, my breasts rising and falling, my toned thighs and flowing auburn hair. "He will be here, he said he would," I replied as I asked for another drink, they were watered down so I could wait as long as I could. "How about, you sit with me, im not accustomed to waiting," he said softly into my ear as he squeezed my upper arm. Knowing what he was doing, I winced and turned to him, "Well, I guess I could, just until he comes," I said softly to him as I got up and walked with him to the plush restaurant. Once there, he acted the perfect gentleman, seating me himself and pouring me a glass of wine. We soon ordered and began to talk. He was smart and driven, I could see why Miyoshi did business with him. I told him my story, what I had thought up, how I was here for the first time with my boyfriend, how we were here to patch things up. I told him that it was our first night here and that he was late. I acted the part of a fustrated girlfriend and soon relaxed. I asked him about himself and flirted with him. As our dinner was served, I slipped my left foot out of its heel and rested it on his crotch under the table. He froze immediately, then relaxed as I massaged his crotch with my silk clad foot and toes. Smiling back at him, I calmly ate as he massaged my foot and calf. He sat as calmly as he could and finished dinner a lot sooner than normal. I finished as well and sipped from my glass. He was rock hard and nearly carried me from the restaurant and to his own hotel, nowhere near where we ate or where I was staying, which was the idea. Before I was let into his penthouse suite, I had to let the bodyguards look in my bag. All they found inside was my purse, my hotel key, a compact, condoms, cell phone, lipstick and a bottle of nail polish. They hid their disappointment well as they gave me back my bag, then Lin wrapped an arm around my slender waist to take me into his suite. After giving his bodyguards orders not to disturb him unless it was vital. He closed the door to his suite and nearly ripped off my gown. I helped him as much as I could and soon stood there in just my panties, garter belt, thigh highs and 4in pumps. As he reached for me, I stepped back just out of reach and smiled mischievously at him, his response was to pull me back to him and lift me up. His hands held onto my slender waist as I wrapped my thighs around him and dug my heels into his back. His lips found my sensitive nipples and suckled on them as I wrapped my arms around his neck and moaned loudly. Holding him close to my heaving breasts, I leaned down to nibble on his ear as he walked to the bed and laid me down on it. His fingers found the waistband of my panties and tugged on them, I shook my head and told him to use his teeth for that. Laying back, I squirmed and cupped my breasts as his teeth tugged on my panties, from the left and right, slowly tugging them down my hips, thighs, and to my heels. "I like the flower on your breast," he told me as he traced his fingers over it, then took off his jacket. I quickly sat up and took of his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. My lips kissed down his chest as he stood there, enjoying my soft, sensual administrations. He slipped his feet out of his shoes as I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. His breathing increased as his hard cock strained inside his underwear. Pulling them down, I kissed the tip of his cock, then slipped my soft lips back and forth along it, teasing him as he held onto my auburn tresses and guided me. When he was as hard as he was going to be, he turned me around and got me up onto my knees. I quickly took a condom out of my bag and gave it to him. His lust for me must have been strong because he didn't argue with me. I waited for him to unwrap it and roll it over his thick cock, then I felt his hands on my hips again, then his cock push against my bald pussy from behind. His fingers traced around the flower on my smooth ass cheek as he let my juices lubricate the condom, then slowly guided it inside me. His thick cock stretched me wider and wider as my moans and cries mixed with his. He slid back and forth into me as I squirmed and cried out louder, I could feel his cock pulsing even through the condom, and pushed back against him to meet his eager thrusts. As he slid back and forth, deeper and harder into my swollen, glistening pussy, I thought about how far I had come as a female. Here I was, a former male, used to doing the taking, being taken by a chinese businessman, a target. I was using my body and sex as a weapon to get close to him. He slid almost completely out, then slid back in, filling me again and again. He drew it out and made me more and more aroused and moist. My cries got louder as he brought me closer and closer to my first orgasm, I squirmed and shook as he held tightly onto my hips as he moaned and grunted, then thrust harder against me as he came inside me. The condom held his cum at bay as I was brought to my own shuddering orgasm. Writhing and screaming in extasy, I pushed back against him, forcing him deeper inside me as I squeezed and milked his cock. We both moaned and cried out in mixed extasy. He collapsed on top of me, still shaking as I tried to relax and catch my breath. Turning onto my side, I lay still with him inside me, his arms wrapped around my waist. His fingers softly caressed my breasts as we spooned. As much as I had enjoyed this, I knew what I had to do and eased myself off of him. "Would you like a drink, I asked him as I sat up and walked to the bar, which was near the bathroom. Picking up my bag I he told me to pour him whatever I wanted to, I slipped into the bathroom. Once in, I closed the door and applied a new coat of lipstick on my lips, then took out the bottle of nail polish. It wasn't ordinary nail polish, but a powerful paralysis drug. Unscrewing the top, I carefully ran the brush over the nail on my right index finger, then exited the bathroom. Pouring him a glass of scotch whiskey, I poured one for myself, then slid my finger down into his glass and stirred it with my finger. The paralysis drug was absorbed into the whiskey nicely, tasteless and undetectable. Walking back over to him, I sat down next to him and handed him his drink. Raising my glass to him, I sipped from it as he took in my petite, sensual figure and beautiful heart shaped face. I watched him drink it as I had mine, barely a minute passed until he began to tremble and feel the effects of the agent. "Woah, you don't want to spill your drink now do you," I told him as I took the glass from his weak fingers and laid him down on the bed. As he lay there, he tried to speak, to call for his bodyguards, but he couldn't say a word, all he could do was blink his eyes and breathe. "Mr Ogawa, the man who hired me, didn't appreciate your attempt on his life. He hired me, not to kill you, but to deliver a warning to you. I got to you, and I can get to you again. Instead of your death, he wants you to call him personally at 10 am tomorrow morning and apologise for the attempt on his life, then one hour later, you will deposit the equivilent of a hundred thousand yen into one of his cayman island accounts. In light of his prior business relationship with you, he didn't want you killed, not unless it was unavoidable. Blink your eyes twice if your following me so far," I told him as I sat calmly next to him, he thought about it, then blinked his eyes twice. "Good, good, the drug will wear off in about two hours, by then, I will be long gone, do not attempt to find or follow me. You will only see me again if you fail to do either of those tasks set by Mr Ogawa". Smiling down at him again, I stood up and meticulously wiped off any fingerprints id left around his hotel suite. I picked up any long red hairs on the sheets, then took the condom from him and put it in a small plastic bag, then into my own bag. Standing so he could watch me, I changed back into my panties, then the gown. "Don't feel too bad, you are a very gifted lover, your wife is a lucky woman," I told him as I slipped my feet back into my heels, then turned him onto his side and placed a kiss on his cheek. The red lipstick mark stood out on his pale skin as I blew him a kiss, then picked up my bag and put it over my shoulder, and walked to the doors. I put as much extra sway into my hips for him as I walked, then opened up the doors and walked through. Glancing at the two bodyguards standing outside his doors, I turned to face them. "The man is a tiger, but I was the dragon and wore him out, he wanted to rest and doesn't want be disturbed," I told them, then walked down the hallway to the elevator bank. As I got out of sight, I opened up my cell phone and placed a call to a private number on it, telling the voice at the other end the time I had entered the hotel and left, when I had entered and left the hotel bar, and the times I had entered and left my own hotel. The voice belonged to a hacker, one of many employed by the Yakuza. They would go into the main system at all 3 hotels and ensure that any footage that showed me was erased. Even if Lin did get some DNA that I had left, it would do him no good. Taking the elevator down to the lobby, I checked my watch and smiled as the exit time I had given him matched perfectly. Exiting the hotel, I took a taxi to an apartment block. Paying the driver, I walked in and unlocked one of the ground floor apartments and turned on the lights. It was empty, one that was used by yakuza foot soldiers when they were here. Several were maintained in most cities in asia, a safe house of sorts. Sitting on the leather sofa, I took my heels off and rubbed my feet. Sighing as I could finally relax. Miyoshi would call me at 11.30am tomorrow morning to tell me if he had done as I had told him or not. If he had, I was to leave that day, if not, I was to dispatch him. Standing up, I unrolled my stockings and unzipped the back of my gown. Folding it over the sofa, I stood in the middle of the room, then began Kata. A series of practised movements, basic body positioning and movement exercises, designed to relax and centre people. After what I had done, I needed to relax. I did this for 10 to 15 minutes before turning the lights out and venturing into the main bedroom. On the bed as a trail bag, and inside was my outfit for my exit tomorrow, black hair dye, and new lingerie. As much as I loved the gown, I couldn't wear it again, my auburn hair would be jet black when I left in the morning. Underneath them was another set of clothes and identification documents, which I looked through before changing from my lingerie into a silk camisole and matching French cut white lacy panties. Curling up on the bed, I turned off the light and soon fell asleep. The next morning, I got up at about 8am. The first thing I did was have a shower, then used the dye to turn my hair from auburn to jet black. I was getting better at it. But repeated dyeing would damage my hair, so I couldn't do it too often. As I had a late breakfast, I got a call on my cell phone at 11.30am, to the second. With my feet tucked under me on the couch, I answered it and smiled as I heard Miyoshi's voice. "He complied, he called and was very apologetic, the money went in an hour later, you did well my flower, you have no problem being with him and giving him the drug". he asked me as I sipped my coffee. "No, no problem at all, it was fun seducing him, acting like a seductress, wearing that gown, I've never felt more sexy and feminine," I told him as I checked my nails and took out my outfit for getting out of Hong Kong. "Good, good, the ship you need to find is the ASIA STAR, it's a south Korean registered container ship, at pier 16, it departs in 3 hours. The provided documents will be needed when entering port at Osaka. A car will be waiting for you to take you to me," he told me as I held up the dark blue jumpsuit. As he hung up, I quickly changed into it and zipped it up. It would allow me to blend and get onto the ship. In it, with my hair in a bun behind me, id look like a member of the crew. The captain was presumably getting paid to take me from here to Osaka. Putting my hair into a bun behind me, I picked up the trail bag and left the apartment. I took a taxi to the harbour and found pier 16. Walking up the gangplank, I told the crewmen standing in front of it that I was the IT tech that had been called to fix the computer system on the ship. I was soon taken to the bridge and met the captain. He took me to one of the better cabins and told me not to leave until the ship had left port. I doubt that I was the first passenger he had taken on like this and doubted I would be the last. Taken to the bridge again when the ship was in the shipping lane, I did do some work on the computers, to make it look like I was there for it, for the bridge crews sake. It was ?fixed', and I was a passenger until we reached port again. Even in the jumpsuit, the crew admired and snuck glances at me, as any other crew would have. Im guessing they didn't see too many women on board. I didn't leave my cabin often on the journey. I only left to get something to eat, or when most of the crew was asleep. The view from the bridge at night, or on the deck was incredible. Moonlight shined down on the containers and the sea around the ship. Once the ship reached Japanese waters, a customs ship came out to meet it and to check the manifest and the crew. It was now that I needed the ID documents, ones from the shipping line, and my passport, a false one, but one that would pass inspection. I wore black pants and a white blouse as they checked my ID. I half expected them to arrest me but they gave it back and thanked me. Bowing back to the customs inspectors, I smiled and returned to my cabin. I waited until about an hour after the ship had docked before leaving. I thanked the captain for his hospitality and transportation, he in turn thanked me for being a good guest and not causing any trouble. Leaving Hong Kong as I did, Lin wouldn't have been able to find me. He would have had people at the bus stations, airports, train stations, but a container ship, he wouldn't think that I would try to leave that way. Still wearing the dark blue jumpsuit, I left the ship and made my way across to the admin buildings. Smiling as I saw a black Mercedes in the closest parking bay, I walked to it as a driver in the employ of Miyoshi Ogawa got out and held the back door open for me. Thanking him, I slipped in and immediately changed out of my jumpsuit. With the tinted windows, no one but the driver would see me. Folding the jumpsuit and putting it on the seat as the driver drove towards Miyoshi?s apartment, I changed into a black leather skirt and white blouse in the bag, then took out a pair of 3in black pumps and slipped them onto my feet. Undoing my long hair from the bun, I let it flow down my back. As I sat back and crossed my long legs, I thought about what I had done, the first job of many in Miyoshi's employ.