In mundanity scenes, I sometimes discover of Jane M's passionate,
tractability, and kainda charms some sort.

The other evening, I had a session with a pure lady, named Aya.

We thought we're gonna go randomly even didn't decide where we would
take the dinner.

Felt Chinese foods firstly, but gradually my mind said that
why don't you try some calm lived-in Japanese ambiance with drink.

Don't care much about eateries, but I strongly recommend you this;
the pure Jane M are fit for Japanese style eatout than French or Italian.

Not filetti di sogliola alla Meniere, but Chikuzenni.

Buckwheat noodle, rather than pasta.

Not win, but should be SAKE.

By stark contrast with Westernized mistress play; for Jane M, taste for
the simple, quiet, and deep mysterious beauty are apt option.

Stockings with suspenders, spikes, and bondage fashion are also considerable;
hope she should be fitted both.

For my pleasure sake, brought her a special place at Umeda area where
not so roomy but enough space with bamboo arty.
It is very quiet Japanese style pub.

By the by, we kansai-ite are calling there UMEDA or KITA
around JR Osaka station.

Dyed-in-the-wool kansai-ite never say "I'm gonna down to OSAKA today."

And we are calling MINAMI where around Nanba, Dotonbori and Shinsaibashi region.

As well, we are usually saying "I'm gonna down to San-no-miya" for Kobe and
"I'm gonna down to Kawaramachi" for Kyoto.

If you said "I've been Kyoto today" then someone reply "Ah, you've been Kyoto
with someone. Uh?"

Use the particular word "Kyoto", it means getting down to Kyoto
to see shrines and temples.

Anyhow, the place at Umeda has austeritious entrance which you must bit
worry about your pocket like you are in a well-established Sushi place.
However, you feel some relief when you saw the menu.

There are no hurly-burly drinkn' up students or immoderately disturbing drunk.

I hope stool but unfortunately there is no empty seat there, so we have a table.

Yes, this is the place for her.
I throw a glance at her while I was my eyes on the menu and I aware that.

Every M-lady has that kind of charm as you know.

I confess; I could not resist it.

I'm usually drinking chilled SAKE with my male friends even it's winter.
But in this case I ONLY pick bottled hot SAKE.

Expectedly, she served sake to me when it came with brisk manner and
her pleasure, use both hand.

She kept that manner entire hours while I enjoy SAKE, every shot,
as she like my servant.

Feel the master's providence when you are playing the things? It's wrong.

I felt dulcet happiness meanwhile she served the SAKE to me.

I don't care much about the brand of SAKE in like this delightful occasion.

I poured when she drink up her own calix.

In our world, some Joe S do not want to do this kind of act,
but I really don?ft care much.

She gave me a bow, every once a while when I poured to her.

She served into a piece and gave me when each dish arrived.

Am I king? Yeah, I only eat the food like a King.

I thought I could do anything whatever she wanted meanwhile
I saw her manner; never talk of though.

There is nothing more beautiful than Jane M's mental motion, I must add.

Breeding, also drinking face to face like this, every time, when I saw such
characteristics acts of Jane M's that usually she enclosed deep inside of
her mind. I'm so impressed.

I don?ft wanna pat on her back.

I believe she'd never known about it even though she is who actually bright of.

Or I should say the only personality aware that should be Joe S.

She caught something in my eyes and gave me a lovely reaction like wanna say
'Am I following you?'

The folded figure of her elbows and her wrists' sensual curve line what
I'd seen brought me a passion. I aware there is the back up of alcohol.

For Jane M's beauty sake, I respond brisk act.

Karma, for me.

Abomination completes it. I could not name it an art but I believe
abomination completes Jane M's beauty and became a complete piece.

I could not resist my emotion and gave an order to her.

It may not be order. I should call it desire.

Shake uncontrollably, but she wanted to try to obey my desire.
It turned in to har pure charm.

She lost own coolness to serve me, so I help myself to SAKE.

I established eye contact to her mist uped eye and gave a massage
"this is not mime, but your talent insisted."

No more dishes for SAKE.

Her expressions alternate that.

The moment to moment passed, drawling. It's only us could understand.

She beautifully done every my order, although it's escalated by degrees.
I was content.

There were no high conversations.

Fortunately, we both have a common language called S&M.

We don't need words to speak, but we can communicate with each eyes,
nail or nailed each other.

Uh, could I do that?

Absolutely, you can.

Our empathetic bond was fully established when we left the pub.
It seems we saw long times each other.

You can keenly enjoy Jane M's mental beauty in winter.

I don't mean about like a SAKE session.

There are source of inexhaustible delights; crawl under the kotatsu,
seashore no one around, and inn at rustic hot-spring resorts.

Hope your great winter and holidays.



Shadow Nov 29, 1999

translated by Peter Junk