They do, Yukimura said, a little smug. The feel of both of them, wet to dripping, sliding against my cock, while I watch them kiss each other's breasts... He let the words trail off to an image, a memory. Mame-chan is quite open-minded about sex. It is wonderful. Kanae took a little convincing, but quite enjoys it now.

He turned into a small shop that, from the outside, seemed to be closed, and inside was a wall of drawers along both walls leading to a clerk's desk at the back. The clerk looked up, scowling at first, then beginning to smile. "Ah, welcome. Are you here for that?" he asked.

Yukimura bowed. "This is Mamechiho's danna. He will make the final selection," he said as the man opened a drawer to reveal a beautiful kimono covered in peach blossoms and butterflies.