Ourselves

Where has that girl been?
It is autumn and this is no time to fall.
Every day has been quite busy with endless entries into my daily planner, it seemed like I was rushing from one appointment to another. Being busy is good though in that it fills my days. There have been times that I have sat on a train between there and here or I was in a restaurant eating something and probably too hurriedly that I thought 'tonight I'll update my blog' but somehow I never got around to doing it.

Hey I finally sat down to write!
The spaghetti on Hitomi's head lasted a week before we took the extensions out and she went for a wash and trim at her own hairdressers. She seemed somewhat flustered at dinner on Friday evening that hardly anyone had noticed. They probably did I assured her but were too polite to say.

At the Mars last Saturday night I stayed on orange juice all night because Sunday morning saw me at an early event. I made an amazing discovery. As the evening progresses and drinks are heartily consumed, the conversions progress from personal and current to the mildly flirtatious to the plain and simple silly. My alcohol free evening did not exclude me from the fun but it merely allowed me to observe how silly we can get sometimes. There's always a play on words and a comedy of errors. One of the girls brought in a magazine in which one of the common articles is an 'overheard series' in which the writer writes snippets of overheard conversations. There are so many of them, all with an amusing twist and they appear as a regular series that I know they are made up!
However this particular one was all girls and presented as lesbians talking, much to the amusement of the girl who brought the magazine in and the game played was that we had to pretend the sayings were from various couples within the club.
What overheard snippet was ascribed to us?
Hitomi: "Do you think she's a lesbian?"
Tomomi: "I damn well hope so!"
There are several ways to look at that very simple interaction but I must admit it's funnier after a few drinks.

Dad has been here in his business suit.
Dad had auditors go through the accounts and other paperwork of a small business after which he and I, together with the business owner, sat with lawyers and after some very civil discussions over tea, contracts were signed that has allowed me to buy 30% of said business with the option to buy another 19% at extremely advantageous rates.
The business is doing quite well and the injection of cash has helped it not only to settle bills thus saving on interest charges but also to consolidate itself into a much more competitive position. They have the option to buy back my 30% in the next three years at a very reasonable rate with a small profit to me or afterwards with a larger one.
I told my Father at the outset and before the meeting that I do not want any ruthless maneuvers or anything written into the contract that may present obstacles for the business owner in the future. I demanded mutual benefits. Since my Father knew the position from where I stood and also knowing the business owner, he did not subject me to any lectures about his usual methodology.
My Dad said afterwards that the business owner's own lawyer was amazed at the generous conditions and advised his client at almost every instance to accept each proposal.
After the conclusion of proceeding we had a few celebratory drinks and then I went home with the business owner and kissed her as a thank you to allow me into that part of her life.
How can we be ruthless to the ones we love?

Hitomi was quite alright in my doing some film-work in the how I termed earlier as 'risqué areas.'
In fact she's been very relaxed about many things now. We have grown and matured a little more and we are secure enough to know that we won't betray the other. I told her quite candidly about my evenings with a girl while we were apart and she understands. I told her about my time out with Terutaka and again she understands and tells me its ok for me to see him as a friend anytime.
We are better than before.
So about the risqué work I know you all want to know!
It was quite simple.
The plot was that I was asleep on a simple mattress and an actor, whose face we never see, pulls down my cover and has his fingers dance across my body in a very sensual manner. Slowly I react as if I dream of my more sexually intense moments and this of course leads me to feeling the need to relieve myself of my heat before I can sleep again.
The fees were quite generous, much more than I could earn from several promotional events and I'll also get a percentage, albeit a small one, from any generated sales. I did it for the experience and although my acting in such situations leaves a lot to be desired, I take comfort in the thought that we are our own worst critics!

Scenes from an unedited disc: A sleeping Beauty.
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