Akira Fubuki

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to learn the basics. The other was mostly women in their twenties and thirties who took class as a form of exercise. It had been two years since Connie had craved a woman. Then Kimberly had signed up for the As soon as Connie saw her, she'd felt the tension begin. Kim was twenty-five, tall, had masses of reddish blonde hair and rich, voluptuous curves. She wasn't pretty, but Akira Fubuki was striking in her appearance -- and about her, Connie sensed an aura of sheer sensuality. And she'd felt an elemental connection. "Well, you know my Akira Fubuki gallery feelings," he reminded her. Indeed Akira Fubuki did: Be sure she's clean, don't cut OUR time together and talk about it if the attachment seems to be getting more than She'd been skeptical of his attitude when they'd first discussed it. He'd proven good as his word, though, when the occasions arose. And -- Bless him! -- he'd never tried to have Akira Fubuki bring any of them to their bed with them. At least part of that, Connie knew, was because he hadn't found any of them particularly appealing, for one reason or another. More often than note, the lack of appeal was because he knew the other women didn't care for sex with men. On the other hand, though, he'd never said he would reject the idea. Which might be just as well. ...(cont.)
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