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Domo Arigato
For oceana_: Tony/Abby, in Tokyo.
Tony sighed--again--and fought with his chopsticks to try and pick up a piece of shrimp. As before, the shrimp won.
Abby giggled and picked it up expertly, offering it to him. "Want a bite?" Her eyes sparkled.
"Why did we have to come here on vacation?" he grumbled, eating the shrimp she held out. "Anywhere in the world, Abby, and you pick the place where I can't eat a damned thing."
"Poor baby." She ate a couple bites of rice. "I'll make it up to you."
"Oh, really?" He arched an eyebrow and stabbed another shrimp, spearing it with the chopstick. "How do you intend to do that?"
"Well..." Abby poured them both more sake. "I thought, after dinner, I'd let you take me back to our hotel room. And then I thought I'd show you what I bought at the store today. The Japanese are really into all sorts of kinky toys, did you know that?"
"Really." Tony shifted in his chair. "What'd you buy?"
Abby licked her lips. "You'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" She picked up a piece of broccoli and held it out. "But you'll need your strength."
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