As soon as we left the main bustle of the city and hit the highway an idea struck me. “Anjana, if you are indeed sorry why don’t you show it?” S...he was again giving me the quizzical looks, “What can I do?” I always had this fantasy of getting a blowjob by a woman while I was driving the car.I relayed the same to her. She was shocked hearing this and was against it to begin with. I played along. I just held her fingers, playing with it and later her palm. That’s when I made my move as I kept her. " Sorry about that."Later that day, Hiromi and Chuck paid another visit to Keiji Watanabe.It was a social visit, no Yakuza business was discussed.Keiji's housekeeper Ai was around but hardly in a worker capacity. Shewas seated alongside Hiromi's grandfather all through the afternoon andinto the evening. No one said anything about this, but Chuck later onreminded his girlfriend about his being right."Maybe you'll have a new Aunt or Uncle one day."If Hiromi had been eating or drinking something. I nodded affirmatively and Tamara reached over and grabbed my hand again, squeezing it hard."Thank you John!"The delight in her eyes made me squirm a little, but I smiled back. Then Tamara asked me about my food preferences and any allergies. From food the conversation flowed to drinks and restaurants, of which I knew very little, but it felt relaxed and even fun. Finally, Tamara checked her watch."We need to get going if we're going to be back by the end of story time," she said.I drained the. .. almost every Thursday night.She knew they went out every week. They had for years, first getting a babysitter and then, when she was old enough to stay home alone, telling her when they'd be back. She'd never thought to ask them where they were going. She had just assumed it was cards, or bowling or whatever it was that adults did on their "dates".She peered closer at the entries in the big scheduling book. Each party was listed under a name with a number after that. That was the number of.