Whips Clamps and Party Clothes Part 3
The party was to be held in a large house belonging to a wealthy foreign businessman. It had taken me several days of negotiation to get invited: my detailed description of Natsuko’s talents and enthusiasms had finally won the argument. I did not want to make her more nervous than she already was, so I had not told her how much depended on her. I was sure she would not let me down. I drove up a short gravelled drive and stopped outside an imposing front door. A young man dressed in black checked...
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