Dani, a cool, quite well-built, devilishly handsome, intelligent young Chinese guy, sat in his apartment. He was sitting in front of a blank computer screen, and was tapping the desk's surface impatiently.
    "How come I can't finish this damn report?" He grumbled. "My boss is gonna kill me." With a grunt, he arose from his chair. "I'll just finish later."
    He leaned back into the soft couch cushions, thinking about one certain Japanese girl he had met on campus. She claimed to be doing some "reconnaissance work" whatever that meant. They ate lunch together in the university cafeteria, and talked for hours about each other. Finally she left, saying she had to go back home or her family would get suspicious.
    Dani sighed. What a girl. No, what a woman. Beautiful, intelligent, and not bound by tradtion. So unlike every other woman he had ever known. All he really wanted was for a girl like her to come by and...
    A knock sounded at the door.
    Dani slowly got to his feet.
    "I'm coming," he called out. He thought to himself, "I hope it's someone interesting, and not the mailman complaining about my mailbox again."
    As he opened the door, he grinned widely.
    "Hi, Nabiki. What a pleasant surprise. Come on in." Nabiki sauntered into the room, her eyes roaming over his tightly-muscled body.
    "All that, and a brain, too." Nabiki mused.
    They sat next to each other on the coach, close, yet not close enough for either one's taste. Nabiki looked into Dani's eyes.
    "Hey," she said, poking him in the chest. "You Chinese baka, how's life in the fast lane?"
Nabiki began licking him, slowly and surely, and brushed against him, her ample bosom smacking him in the face. "Whoa little doggy!" Dani said.