You wrote:

"The life of a martial artist is fraught with peril."

Well, yes.  But what about the life of a martial artist's wife?

Fraught with all sorts of naughty sex, I'd wager.

The girl was tall, and very slender.  She was quite  lovely,

extra space

  but

the arrogance in her eyes shone brighter than her beauty.

Nice little description

"I  don't  even

more extra spaces

 know why you're here, Saotome-san.  There's not a

single girl here who's even half your age."

Nodoka Saotome scowled at the teenager.  "I  am  here  because  I

and again here. Not sure why that is

Nodoka  sighed.  The girl wasn't lying;  she was old enough to be
the mother of anyone else in the room.  Including the  secretary.
But she really had no choice.

Never know. She might appeal to an older clientel looking for something
different

Nodoka didn't reply, but instead slowly began to undo the belt on
her  kimono.   She  drew the kimono open, then let it fall to the
floor.  Underneath, she wore a light pink  chemise  and  panties.
She  drew the chemise over her head, and dropped it on top of the
kimono.

Hasukawa looked her up and down.   "Your  skin  is  quite  clear.
Remarkable  in a woman your age."

Heh. That could be taken wrongly.

"Hm.  He'd be, what, fourteen?  Fifteen?"

What makes him think it was that long ago?

"Hmmm...I  don't  think  we  can  do  anything  with  this."   He
straightened,  and  sighed.  "Tell you what.  I can offer you one
shoot, and if we  make  anything,  you'll  get  the  same  twelve
percent  that any of the other girls make.  No guarantees in this
business.  Is this acceptable."

Her answer was a whispered, "Yes."

Fair enough all right

"Hey, Akira."  The cameraman seemed upset.  "You don't give a guy
much warning.  Thought we weren't gonna shoot anyone but Miko and
Chiasa today?"

"Thirty-six exposures, Junpei.  Is that too  much  to  ask?   And
Saotome-san  here's  a  one-shot.   Got it?  You'll never see her
again."

Unless it sells well. I think they could find time to do more shoots if that
was the case.

The  makeup  artist  grumbled,  "Wish  we  had  makeup  for   her
personality."

Heh. Nice touch

"Oh,  that's  perfect."   Click,  click,  click.  "Bend your left
knee--okay."  Click, click, click.  "Damn!  Okay, put  your  feet
up on the box--okay, that's not what I meant, but that works real
good."  Six rapid shots, the photographer stepping sideways after
each  one.  "Move your feet apart.  Put them on opposite sides of
your butt.  Okay."  Six more clicks.  Despite her  embarrassment,
her nipples were hardening, and poked out against the chemise.

Heh. Nice touch

Nodoka hesitated, then sat up.  Junpei was rewinding the film  in
his  camera.   "Hey, Saotome-san.  That was great.  You ever want
to do another set, don't bother talkin' to Akira.  Come  straight
to me."

"You do that to me and I'll fire your ass, Junpei."

Heh. True, don't let the boss know you want to muscle in on his turf.

The life of a martial artist's wife was fraught with peril;   the
one  she was trying to avoid today was starvation.  Her education
was only partial, and out of date anyway.  She'd been  unable  to
find  any  employment,  not even as a maid.  And her savings were
almost completely depleted.  With her husband and son on the road
the  last nine years, and no income whatsoever, she'd been forced
to desperate measures just to pay the bills.

Hmm. Bit different from the title of 'Extreme Measures' Might want to change
one of the other.

She doubted very much that  her  husband  would  ever  see  these
pictures;  his  interest in pornography was surprisingly low,

Don't be so sure since he's been alone on the road for more than a decade.
:)

Nodoka paused, and glared daggers at the teenager.

The girl seemed unaffected.  "Trust me, granny.  It's better this
way.   You  can hide in that stupid kimono, and no-one has to see
you sag."

Nodoka smiled somewhat, and straightened.  "Miko-san, I take it?"

Heh. At least she'll get a small measure of revenge.

Nice little work and the idea behind it. Kept things minimal,, which worked
well since this worked more off an idea and should be a bit sparing. Worked
for me.

D.B. Sommer





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