Atsuko

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standard rounded hard-plastic cap on the vibrating metal rod. "Touch it The sound was less than either customer expected. Connie put it against Atsuko palm and pressed. No rattling within the machine, either. "It's $89.95," the clerk said, "but the price will probably come "I'll take this," Connie announced. A third customer wandered over. "Is it noisy?" asked a cultured, utterly feminine voice. The clerk and Atsuko original two customers looked The woman exuded sensuality. Tall for a Japanese woman, with thick black hair that cascaded to the shoulders of her well-tailored coat, Atsuko had a beautiful face, soft, full lips and a somehow innocent curiosity in Atsuko large, dark eyes that couldn't cancel the effect of her ripe body. When Atsuko realized all three were looking at here, she hastily apologized: "I am so sorry to intrude." To the clerk: "When you have a "No intrusion," Connie said quickly. "Here, see for yourself!" Atsuko put the machine in the woman's gloved hand. The Japanese woman switched the machine on and Atsuko eyes widened at the low volume of noise. Holding the vibrating knob against her hand, Atsuko looked at the box and the other "Please," Connie said, stepping back. The woman turned off the machine and replaced the knob with the feather duster. When Atsuko flipped the switch this time, Atsuko held the little fronds against her cheek and ...(cont.)

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