In my opinion the clothes highlighted what was under them better than any underwear ever could. I'm going to be honest. Most nights she stayed over I spent late nights with fantasies of her keeping me up until I finally broke down and got off. This night was different however. It was the middle of summer and I'd had a shitty night at work after a customer had tried to get me reported for actually showing them how the hell to use the phone they kept insisting was broken. I basically went home and fell into bed. I didn't even know Jamie was there, not that it was unusual. During the summertime they were rarely apart and tonight was no exception. I must have slept for a little while but it seemed like I'd just gone out when I woke up again. Honestly I thought I was still dreaming because when I woke up I felt a hand on my crotch and it definitely wasn't mine. After a few seconds of confusion I started to sit up and opened my mouth to ask what the hell was going on when I got pushed back. "I'm really sorry Mr. Higomi." She sighed. "But I just can't go through with it!"She paused tiredly, trying to think of the best way to phrase it."It's the same thing as lying to myself!" OH! Really?" Wataru groaned. "Just like that huh?" He turned around and kicked the side of the stairs leading up to the altar, hard.The groan intensified when his foot went right through the simulated marble!"OH! JUST PEACHY!" He yelped before turning again to face her angrily."You are through little lady!" He snapped. "I'll personally see you never work in this town again!"For her part Sasami was genuinely startled. He certainly was awfully hostile for a figment! Continuing to watch him in mute astonishment as he whirled on heel and stalked away."Get the damn set coordinator in here!" Wataru yelled. "Damn prima donna!" His voice became more distant his anger however didn't seem to abate."Everybody were breaking for lunch!"Sasami sighed sadly, wishing she could have just lost herself in this one.
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