About me: the pair of us speaking our native Japanese.
Kimiko gave me a naughty grin, a smile spreading
across her delicate lips, the corners of her mouth
spreading wide. She gripped my hand, squeezing it.
We both wore dresses, mine sleeveless and blue,
the skirt falling down to a few inches above my
knee while hers was white with purple polka dots
decorating it, a scoop cut to her bodice showing
off the top of her small breasts, giving her just
a little bit of cleavage. We both had our silky,
black
