Ayoko Kotobuki

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the room I can not help but thinking of as "The Library." A fire burns in the fireplace here, also, illuminating the floor-to-ceiling bookcases and the hundreds of volumes in them. I examine several volumes and am surprised to find an extensive selection of so-called pornographic literature. All the "classics" are here, and some I have never seen or even heard of before. There are illustrated sex manuals, handbooks on erotic art, photo essays on the most beautiful women I have ever seen. There are books on lingerie, and movie stars, and housewives and schoolgirls and office workers. Each and every one is lavishly illustrated, many in colour. There are books on bondage and discipline, sadism and masochism, pinups, amateur "action" books. There are novels and volumes of poetry. Everything I, or any other libertine, could imagine or hope for is represented. Reluctantly, I leave the library and turn my Ayoko Kotobuki gallery attention to the upper floor. Here there are four bedrooms, two on either side of the hall, and Three of the bedrooms are simply furnished. Each of the three holds a large bed, a small dresser and a nightstand with a lamp and an FM radio. Two of the rooms contain high-backed reading chairs and floorlamps. The third holds a small table and two straight-backed chairs. The fourth is obviously Lysiplh's bedroom, and is ample evidence of ...(cont.)

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