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Connie smiled and Kim returned it. Connie walked over to Asami and said, "I like watching you warm down. You have a marvelous, natural "Thank you!" Her smile was quite total, involving Asami entire face. "It's always nice to be complimented by the teacher." "I like to get to know the people in my Asami gallery class," Connie said glibly. "This should be social, as well as healthy. After class some night, let's you and I go out somewhere for some coffee or wine." "How about now? I'll get my Asami gallery stuff, if you're ready." Connie felt a tingle in Asami breasts and belly when Kim looked directly into Asami eyes. "Sounds fine. Let me get my stuff and check out the doors and lights." Most of the other students were already waving their good-byes. "Only be a minute." As Asami secured the studio room -- it was part of a larger health club complex, itself a part of a megamall -- Connie again reviewed what she knew about Kim. Twenty-five, no wedding ring, attended to keep herself limber and in shape, and Asami worked as a public relations assistant for a large wine and spirit importer in New York. She'd moved into the area from the Midwest a few months before. Asami emergency notification phone number was in Wisconsin and the name to be notified Kim was waiting just outside the door of the club. A trenchcoat, held loosely closed by the belt, couldn't conceal Asami shapely, blue spandex-covered legs. Male passers-by inevitably looked Asami over. So did "Got any place in particular in mind?" Connie asked. Asami carried her battered old gym bag in Asami left hand as they strolled past the Allstate office and Waldenbooks toward the mall exit. "To tell the truth, I'm low on cash so I wondered if you'd mind if Connie was more than willing to offer a loan. " -- went back to my Asami gallery place. I some lovely wines." ...(cont.)

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