My eyes wander across the delights of her semi-nakedness, my mouth watering at the prospect of the feast to come. Her breasts – each adorned by a crisp green circle shaped from a banana leaf, and topped with a brilliant white chrysanthemum – rise and fall more rapidly as she watches my scrutiny.
My eyes track back to her flat abdomen. I reach forward with my chopsticks and lift one of the hosomaki, one filled to the brim with succulent avocado, from her belly. I guide it effortlessly to my mouth and much thoughtfully.
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