Everlasting Now!

Part Two – Yuka

by Cryo Johnny


Yuka Natsuki proved to be a wonderful nude subject.  Rafael Vallone, the owner of the world renowned Now! brewery (and part-time petrifier), toyed with her pleasant petite-ness for hours in his underwater headquarters.  The alluring Asian stood there as a living mannequin, eyes open yet clearly not seeing.  With a delicately vacant look, Yuka had been rendered mindless but obedient -- even obediently keeping her mouth open to allow Vallone to insert and extract a sex toy he discovered in his assistant ColleenÕs sleeping quarters!

With her deliciously oval blank face, pert breasts and elfin curves, Vallone would have easily granted a preserved Yuka a special place with his frozen Wilma, gilded Jill, statuefied Hermione or plastinated Midred.  But that wasnÕt the problem.  It was being forced to transform the raven-haired revelation to a statue in the first place that left him lividÉ

 

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Two weeks before, Vallone and his lovely Latina assistant Colleen were aimlessly walking the beach on the Mediterranean island of Majorca.  It was a gorgeous clear day and the sun was just starting to set, casting a shadow on the white-suited, Panama hat wearing gentleman and his bikini-clad companion. 

ÒWell, this day was a bust,Ó Vallone grumbled. 

ÒI wish you could relax and enjoy yourself,Ó Colleen said, gently interlocking ValloneÕs right arm with her left.

Vallone sighed.  ÒOur trip to England only netted us one subject.  I was hoping this trip would be more productive.Ó

ÒNonsense,Ó Colleen snorted.  ÒWe saw world class football in Manchester and procured that former Page 3 girl, Marjorie Nilsby.  What a body on that one!  She could replace the Hermione statue in your special collection.Ó

Vallone bristled at the comment.  Colleen sensed it and suddenly felt the need to atone.  ÒIÕm sorry,Ó Colleen apologized.  ÒDid I say anything wrong?Ó

ÒItÕs not that,Ó Vallone started to explain. ÒItÕs just that HermioneÉ HermioneÉÓ

The brown-eyed beauty waited for her spruced sponsor to finish that sentence, but it never came.  She saw that he was completely lost in thought.  She had witnessed his moods before, but enough was enough!

ÒThatÕs it!Ó Colleen pouted.  ÒI will not tolerate this attitude any longer, sir.Ó

ÒIÕm sorry, Colleen.  I certainly didnÕt mean to spoil our trip.Ó

ÒWell, you are!  Moping about isnÕt going to help us acquire new inventory.  Today might have been unsuccessful, but we can always try again tomorrow.  Besides, we can still have fun tonight.  Just look at me,Ó Colleen said as she pushed away from Vallone and presented herself like a debutante at her first dance.  ÒI look hot!Ó

You most certainly do, her dapper escort thought as he inspected the woman from top to bottom.  ColleenÕs silvery bikini not only looked sporty, but it hugged her curvaceous figure quite noticeably.  The bronze-skinned brunette was also quite beautiful with her large eyes, lush lips, and symmetrical face.  And with the Now! logo showing on the left breast of the bikini top, Colleen was his for the taking.

ÒYou look beautiful,Ó Vallone said softly. 

The early-forties gentleman took Colleen by her waist and gently pulled her toward him.  Vallone leaned forward and his assistant reciprocatedÉ

É by forcefully pushing him to the ground!

ÒDown, sir!Ó  Colleen shouted.

Seemingly out of thin air, the Now! duo was suddenly attacked by ninjas on the beach!  Colleen just managed to push Vallone out of the way as a dart whizzed above their heads!  Colleen pushed off from Vallone and met the first ninjaÕs throat with a flying right kick.   The ninja fell to the ground without a sound.

Another dart!  Colleen twirled out of the way, but she didnÕt stop there.  Twirling in a complete 360-degree turn, the appealing assistant/bodyguard threw a knife, striking the second ninja in the heart!  Where was she hiding that knife? Vallone thought, smiling to himself.

Legend has it that to defeat one ninja is remarkable indeed, two ninjas a miraculous feat, but three ninjasÉ an impossibility!  Because a third dart caught Colleen in the arm, causing her to instantly freeze in place!

ÒNoooo!Ó Vallone screamed while angrily choking out the third ninja. Yet as he was doing so, the ninjaÕs leader sneaked in behind the beer magnate, injecting him with a needle.  Three ninjas and their boss?  That is just unfair, considered the brewer before everything went dark . . .

É it was sometime later, when Vallone finally came to in his hotel room.

ÒWelcome back to the world of the living,Ó a familiar voice rung in ValloneÕs pounding head. 

Straining at the sound of the manÕs voice, it hurt to move.  The people were blurry at first, but his vision focused quickly.  Kabu Toyotomi, a well-dressed Japanese man in his mid-twenties, was holding Colleen.  A gorgeous Brazilian woman in her late twenties clad in a brightly colored cheongsam was holding the silk-robed Yuka.  Two gunmen flanked the four people in ValloneÕs sight.  

Yuka and Colleen stood passively, staring straight ahead.  Drugs, hypnosis – probably both, thought Vallone.  It was especially painful to see Colleen is this manner.  His assistant was still attired in her silvery bikini with the Now! insignia, but she no longer appeared to be the same woman!  Gone was the capable associate that was athletic and beautiful. That woman had been seemingly converted into nothing more than an empty-headed zombie!

ÒHello, Kabu,Ó Vallone said flatly. 

ÒKonichi wa, Vallone-san,Ó the dapper Japanese man replied.  ÒThe last time we met was when you cheated Yakuza out of the Far East distribution contract.Ó

ÒYouÕre mistaken, Kabu,Ó Vallone retorted.  ÒI won the distribution fairly.  You shouldnÕt have laced your product with habit-inducing hypnotic sedatives.  However, I must admit: your hyp-seeds are very effective in darts.Ó

ÒThank you, Rafael,Ó the Brazilian cutie said.  ÒI did develop the process while working for Now!Ó

ÒHello, Alessandra,Ó Vallone said to the woman.  ÒYou look good.Ó

The Now! owner certainly meant that.  With her sculptured face, green eyes and pouty lips, Alessandra was quite beautiful.  The cheongsam clung to the Brazilian bombshell, highlighting her full-figured body.   As she stood there, Alessandra maintained the regal bearing of the former beauty queen that she was.

ÒThank you,Ó the green-eyed stunner chimed.  ÒI pay a lot to look this good.Ó

Toyotomi soon put and end to the small talk and pointed at Vallone.  ÒPlease honor the Toyotomi clan and help us regain status, since your distribution deal made us lose face.Ó

ÒI made you lose face?Ó Vallone asked angrily.  He started to move towards Toyotomi, but stopped when the bodyguards steadied their pistols.  The brewer quickly regained his cool.  ÒWhy do you need my help?Ó

Toyotomi gave an oily smile.  ÒWe have a need for your special talents, Vallone-san.Ó  The man quickly turned to the young Japanese lady.  ÒYuka Natsuki here was researching the history of the Yakuza at Yokohama University. Her research came close to uncovering certain aspects of the Toyotomi clan; those aspects of which, we donÕt wish to be made public.  Now we wish to make a lasting example of Natsuki-chan.  We want you to plasticize her.Ó

Vallone stifled a laugh as the other option seemed so obvious.  ÒWhy not just kill her?Ó

ÒWhen you are Yakuza,Ó Toyotomi replied, Òyou must have flair.Ó

ÒAnd you sir, are the best petrifier around,Ó Alessandra chimed.

ÒEnough, woman!Ó  Toyotomi gave Alessandra a glare before turning back to Vallone.  ÒWill you do us the honor, Vallone-san?Ó

Vallone was quick to answer.  ÒAbsolutely not!Ó

ÒThen you give me no other option but to kill you.Ó

ÒThen do it, Kabu.Ó

ÒAlthough, first I will kill your woman,Ó Toyotomi responded.

ÒGo ahead,Ó Vallone scoffed.  ÒShe means nothing to me,Ó he boasted.

Toyotomi deftly pulled out a knife and held it to ColleenÕs throat.  The entranced assistant did not resist and probably wasnÕt even aware of the danger she was facing!  ColleenÕs soft skin started to give way to the knifeÉ

ÒStop!Ó Vallone cried out, his bluff called.  ÒPlease!  IÕll do it.Ó

Toyotomi gave another oily smile.  ÒI thought you would see the situation through the Toyotomi clanÕs eyes.Ó

Alessandra shook her head, asking, ÒWhat does this woman possess that I do not?Ó

Arrangements were quickly made.  Vallone would plastinate Yuka and bring her back in two weeks.  Toyotomi would keep Colleen until then as a hostage.  Everyone would rendezvous off the coast of Majorca in international waters; Vallone in his glass submarine, and Toyotomi in his state of the art luxury yachtÉ

ÒHow do I know you will not just kill us once I hand over Yuka?Ó Vallone demanded.

ÒYou have my word, Vallone-san,Ó Toyotomi replied.  ÒHonor among thieves.Ó

People started to leave the room -- Toyotomi leading out a still-entranced Colleen -- leaving Vallone alone with Yuka.

The frustrated brewer/petrifier stood there for a minute before noticing Yuka.  The man studied her stilled form.  It was obvious that the female was also a victim of the same hypnotic sedative that claimed Vallone and his associate earlier.  He walked over to the enchanting Japanese girl, and undid the sash on her robe.  The robe fell effortlessly on the floor, revealing Yuka in all her glory.  Vallone ran two fingers down YukaÕs delicately expressionless face.  She didnÕt even bat an eyelash.

ÒHello, Yuka.  My name is RafaelÉÓ

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Now back at his undersea base, Vallone posed YukaÕs right hand behind her head so that it was holding up her shoulder length dark hair.  He then positioned the attractive AsianÕs stiff body so that her left leg was shifted away, with her right leg taking the brunt of her weight.

ÒThis lovely pose,Ó Vallone told the unmoving, sedated cutie, Òwill show off your back!Ó

When viewed from her front, Yuka was just another nude Japanese sensation.  However, from behind the stilled stunner was covered with tattoos; not just ordinary ones, but images that told the entire story of the Toyotomi clan.  Each triumphant victory (and dashing defeat) was told through the series of tattoos.  Inked images of ninjas, geishas, lotus petals, charging horses and clashing swords were all beautifully rendered from the delightful nape of YukaÕs neck, through the shoulder blades and down her arched back.  They fanned out over the alluring AsianÕs jutting buttocks and continued on downward to the heels on her gorgeous gams!  The former history student, now mind-locked maiden, displayed a personal lesson in Yakuza history close-up!

Vallone stood just behind Yuka, admiring the tattooed craftsmanship.  Then he gently straightened out her left arm.  ÒThis would normally hurt, my lovely Yuka, but judging by the amount of hypnotic sedatives Toyotomi put in the ink of your tattoos I donÕt believe you will feel a thing.  In fact, you probably donÕt have a single conscious thought in that pretty little head.Ó

The polite petrifier took out his own tattoo kit, and proceeded to tattoo the fleshy part of YukaÕs left shoulder.  The porcelain white of her skin soon sported a silvery color.  ÒThere, all finished,Ó Vallone assured Yuka before setting down his equipment.  ÒYou now sport a Now! logo on your shoulder.  I donÕt want Toyotomi taking credit for your plastination.Ó

Vallone reached up with his right hand and gently caressed YukaÕs left cheek.  ÒIÕm so sorry I have to do this to you.  You seem like such a lovely girl.  I would let you go if they didnÕt have Colleen and IÉÓ He paused briefly to inject the stasis serum, placing the Asian beauty in a state of suspended animation, ÒÉ I just have to have her back.Ó

The Brazilian brewer gently placed the vacant victim into the plastination vat.  Soon the water in the cells of the young woman began to be replaced with plasticine.  As he witnessed the enduring transformation through the glass enclosure of the vat, Vallone noticed YukaÕs eyes peering at him, as if seeking to reassure him she understood what was happening to her bodyÉ

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ToyotomiÕs voiced burned into ColleenÕs brain.  ÒYou will obey.Ó

ÒI will obey,Ó Colleen dutifully intoned.

Colleen was strapped and tilted back into a steel chair.  She was staring straight up at a light that kept changing colors.  Her face showed no signs of thought or expression whatsoever.  As her wide-eyed, pupils staring upward look implied, Colleen was being slowly conditioned by Toyotomi.   Alessandra walked into the room.

ÒWhy is this taking so long?Ó Alessandra demanded.  ÒJust inject her again.Ó

ÒToo many hypnotic sedatives would render the subject merely an automaton,Ó Toyotomi replied, Òincapable of action like Natsuki-chan.  ValloneÕs paramour is being slowly conditioned by the hypno-tron to perform a certain action.Ó  The Japanese man place a pistol in ColleenÕs right hand.  ÒAnd what will you do with this, my dear?Ó

ÒI will shoot Vallone dead,Ó the wide-eyed assistant answered in a monotone.

ÒWonderful,Ó Toyotomi said as he ran his fingers through the brainwashed beautyÕs hair.  ÒNow just focus on the lights, saying or hearing nothing unless spoken to directly, my dear.Ó

ÒI understand.  I obey,Ó Colleen dutifully responded.  The light on her pretty face changed from purple to red to orange to yellow to green to blue to purple again.  

Alessandra finally broke the silence.  ÒVallone will finally be out of the way!  Even when we were together, he was obsessed with this child.  I have the best looks and body money can buy.  I look much better than this whelp!Ó

ÒPerhaps that is what Vallone-san sees in this young lady,Ó Toyotomi offered.  ÒWhile you are clearly more beautiful, you work hard for it.  Colleen-chanÕs beauty is effortless.  She is athletic and most capable as well -- I still marvel at this beauty defeating two of my ninjas.Ó

In a fit of envy, the green-eyed ex-beauty queen snatched the pistol and pointed it at ColleenÕs left temple.  The brown-eyed beauty didnÕt bat an eyelash, blankly watching the hypnotic lights turn from orange to yellow.  ÒIÕll spoil her beauty once and for all!Ó Alessandra threatened.

ÒPut the pistol down, Alessandra-chan,Ó Toyotomi advised, gently guiding the pistol away from the unaware Colleen.  ÒI will put two bullets in the pistol.  After Colleen-chan kills Vallone, then your other concern will no longer be a problem.Ó

 Alessandra gave back the pistol to Toyotomi.  ÒJust make sure,Ó she hissed, before turning around and walking out of the room.  Toyotomi sighed, waited a few minutes and turned to Colleen.

ÒAnd what will you do after Vallone is killed, my dear,Ó he asked.

ÒI will shoot Alessandra dead,Ó the comatose cutie answeredÉ

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It took Vallone several hours, taking the now mannequinized Yuka out of the plastination vat, drying her off, washing the plasticine out of her hair (to give it a more natural look) and applying a soft touch of make-up on her pretty little face, but looking at the finished product made it time well spent! 

Vallone caught his breath and looked full in YukaÕs captivating oval face.  ÒIÕm sorry to keep you in this straight-bodied arms at side pose, but you will have to fit in the crate.  Thank you for allowing me an opportunity to get Colleen back.  I just need to get her away from Toyotomi for a minuteÉÓ Vallone paused to shake his head, ÒÉand I might still get killed in the process!Ó

Vallone reached over and tenderly kissed the plasticized Yuka on her lips.  He then picked up her nude plastinated body and gingerly placed the treasure into a shipping crate full of foam peanuts.  After throwing in more packing peanuts to ensure no damage would befall the like-life mannequin in transit, Vallone nailed the crate shutÉ

 

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ValloneÕs submarine docked with ToyotomiÕs yacht right on schedule in the international waters off the coast of Majorca.  As Vallone boarded the yacht, a shipping crane grabbed the crate and deposited it on the yachtÕs deck.  There was a party going on with various men and women in various states of dress, seemingly oblivious to the machinations of the yachtÕs owner.  They probably wouldnÕt want to witness me being murdered anyway, Vallone thought.

The Brazilian looked carefully at the partyers.  They were all handsome and beautiful, but only four people in the crowd stood out to him.  One was Khrysha Veber, the Russian oil heiress.  With her flowing reddish brown hair, gorgeous grey eyes and deliciously curvy body, Veber could have easily played a seductress in any 1960s era eurospy movie!  VeberÕs two assistants were equally enchanting: the duo were two tall, blonde, blue-eyed twins.  And there was a Latino waiter, wearing nothing but a Speedo, bow-tie and a handsome smile that Colleen wouldnÕt mind seeing petrified, if she were awareÉ  Colleen!  You need to focus on Colleen! 

Five ninjas soon surrounded the petrifier.  They led him off the high-class deck down into the bowels of the yacht, eventually winding up at a soundproof room.  As three ninjas waited outside, the other two ninjas escorted Vallone inside, where a dapper-dressed Toyotomi, Alessandra, a blank-faced Colleen and a plasticized Yuka awaited him.  Alessandra and Colleen were wearing strapless two-piece black bikinis and chokers with the Toyotomi crest while Yuka was gloriously nude.  Vallone noticed the shipping crate lying open behind the rigid Yuka in a corner of the room.

Toyotomi greeted Vallone.  ÒMarvelous!Ó the Yakuza man exclaimed as he motioned toward the plastinated and nude Yuka.  ÒI see the hand of a true master in Natsuki-chan.Ó

ÒYuka will look better once sheÕs posed,Ó Vallone responded as he stared at YukaÕs current straight-as-an-arrow position, Òbut IÕm glad you like it.  IÕll just take Colleen now and leave.Ó

At that moment, the remaining two ninjas grabbed each of ValloneÕs shoulders and wrestled him to the ground into a kneeling position.  Both of the shadow warriors held the businessman down at the shoulder while locking his arms behind his back. The trio looked on as Toyotomi withdrew his pistol.

ÒAnd this is how you keep your word?Ó Vallone shouted.  ÒHonor among thieves!?Ó

Toyotomi handed the pistol to Colleen.  ÒI am keeping my word, Vallone-san.  I said I would not kill you, but I never said anything about your lovely Colleen doing the dirty deed for me!Ó  

The criminal greasily smiled at his soon-to-be victim as Colleen obediently took the pistol from Toyotomi and stepped behind Vallone, aiming the gun at the back of her employerÕs head.  Vallone swallowed hard as he felt the hard cold steel barrel rest icily against his skull! 

ÒAny last words?Ó Toyotomi asked.

Vallone closed his eyes and softly said, ÒHermione.Ó

Colleen fired two shots!

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Finally, Vallone opened his eyes.  Feeling no pressure, he got up and noticed the two ninjas who had been holding him down were lying sprawled and face-down, a bullet in each head.  Vallone turned around and saw a shaken Colleen dropping the pistol.  Vallone grabbed Colleen and hugged her as hard as he could.  Colleen returned the embrace.

ÒOh, sir,Ó she sobbed.  ÒIÉ IÉ get down sir!Ó

Colleen shoved Vallone down with her left hand and caught a charging Toyotomi square in the face with her right fist!  Toyotomi crumpled to the floor.

Vallone got up and spotted Alessandra cowering behind the standing-still nude body of Yuka.  He walked over to her.

ÒPlease donÕt kill me,Ó ValloneÕs the ex-lover begged. 

ÒI wouldnÕt dream of it.  You have my word,Ó Vallone said as he walked past her towards the shipping crate.

Alessandra felt relieved.  Despite all that has happened she knew, Vallone was a man that always kept his word. The woman didnÕt expect him to pull out a hypodermic needle from within the nearby shipping crate with her back behind him. By the time the green chemicals were injected into her left buttock, it was too late for the former beauty queen to realize her ironic fate!  The substance seemed to have an almost immediate effect as AlessandraÕs whole body seemed to go limp. A blank look washed over her face, and her gorgeous green eyes became fixed in a glassy stare.  Just because he didnÕt want her dead, didnÕt mean he intended to let her go free without retribution!

Vallone pulled a couple more needles containing a different chemical out of the shipping crate.  The man walked casually past the plasticized Yuka and newly zombified Alessandra to reach Colleen. The businessman injected himself, as well as his associate, with the special serum.  It was then that the couple was unexpectedly interrupted from behind!

ÒFace me, old man!Ó Toyotomi howled, recovering from ColleenÕs blow.  ÒDo not hide behind your woman!Ó

Colleen cowered at the sound of ToyotomiÕs voice.  He still has some control over her!  Vallone grabbed a sword off the wall, determined to finish this once and for all.  Toyotomi grabbed a sword as well, and charged wildly at Vallone.  The sound of the swords meeting reverberated throughout the soundproof room.

ÒYou have made two mistakes, Toyotomi-san,Ó Vallone stated as he parried a thrust by Toyotomi.  ÒOne: you forgot that with age comes experience.Ó

Vallone casually sliced off ToyotomiÕs sword hand.  Vallone then spun and caught ToyotomiÕs side with his sword. 

ÒAnd Two: you conditioned Colleen for fourteen days.  IÕve been conditioning her for fourteen years!Ó exclaimed Vallone before pulling out the sword from ToyotomiÕs side, blood spurting out from the puncture in the body!  He wasnÕt cut in two, but no power on earth could help Toyotomi now.

ÒThen kill me!Ó Toyotomi screamed with the end near at hand.  ÒYou owe me that honor!Ó

Vallone jammed his sword into the floor.  ÒYou know nothing of honor,Ó he hissed.

Vallone nodded at Colleen and proceeded to take out yet another device and its instructions hidden in the packing peanuts of the shipping crate.  As he gambled that Colleen would respond to his hypnotic release word, he now gambled that Colleen could vanquish ToyotomiÕs hold on her by herself.  He left her the means to do it.  Judging by her blood curdling scream, the sound of the blade and the thump of ToyotomiÕs severed head hitting the floor he knew that Colleen did just that!

Vallone knew the other ninjas would wonder why Toyotomi had not yet emerged from this room and he had to delay them!  The brewer walked over to his assistant.  Colleen saw him, dropped the blood-drenched sword and then hugged him tightly.

ÒThank you.  Thank you, sir!Ó the assistant bawled. 

ÒIÕm sorry,Ó Vallone said.  ÒIÕm so sorry for what IÕm about to do.Ó

ÒDo what?Ó

ÒThis, my darling sphinx!Ó Vallone whispered in her left ear.

Upon hearing the trigger phrase, Colleen bolted upright, entranced into a living automaton.  Fourteen years of conditioning had rendered her suggestible at the mere mention of those three words.  Despite the tears causing her make up to run, she stared at Vallone impassively.

ÒColleen, recall the Japanese lessons from your last session.Ó

ÒYes, master,Ó Colleen replied.

ÒWalk over to the nerve gas device, read the Japanese language instructions and activate the machine,Ó Vallone commanded.  He then inserted a slip of paper between her bountiful breasts.  ÒYou will read this piece of paper only after you activate the machine.Ó

Colleen responded, ÒI obey, master.Ó

As Vallone sprinted out of the room, the hypnotized woman automatically walked over to the device to complete her task.  Because of the soundproofed walls, Colleen could not hear Vallone desperately fighting the three remaining ninjas.  She was so transfixed on completing her masterÕs last command that she probably wouldnÕt have heard the fighting even if was right in front of her!  In short order, the entranced assistant expertly activated the device.

The nerve gas worked quickly, freezing most everyone on the yacht and placing them into stasis.  Colleen (having regained her senses) walked out of the room clutching the note that her gallant protector had inserted into her bikini.  She found two dead ninjas in the hallway.  Vallone was moaning under the third ninja, who had frozen before he could plunge a blade into the brewerÕs chest!  Colleen pulled him out from under the ninja and cradled his head on her lap.  The note fell from her hand.  A single handwritten word was visible on the note: HERMIONE.

ÒWhat you were thinking, fighting three ninjas?Ó Colleen demanded.

ÒIÕm just glad the antidote I injected into us worked,Ó Vallone coughed.

ÒDonÕt change the subject, sir.  Why did you do it?Ó

ÒColleen, I had to buy you time to activate the device.  Thank you for doing that, because to defeat one ninja is remarkable indeed, two ninjas an incredible feat, but threeÉÓ

Vallone couldnÕt finish the sentence before he passed out from exhaustion.  Colleen ran her fingers through his hair while tears streamed again from her pretty brown eyes.  ÒRest now, sir,Ó she whisperedÉ

 

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Colleen walked into the control room at her boss/masterÕs undersea headquarters.  The Yuka mannequin was posed once again with her right hand holding up her hair.  Yuka was displayed on a rotating dais: one could notice her exquisite nudity in front and the beguiling tattoos from behind when she slowly spun around!  Colleen was going to tell Vallone that Marjorie, Alessandra, Khrysha, the blonde twins and the Latin waiter were all secured for future transformations, but Vallone raised a hand, informing her to keep silent.

ÒToyotomiÕs yacht was destroyed?Ó Vallone asked.

ÒA malfunctioning Nakamori Industries chip on a US cruise missile,Ó the voice of Mr. Nakamori, a client and friend of ValloneÕs, boomed out of a speaker.  ÒIÕve apologized to everyone and will make restitution.Ó

ÒThat wraps up that loose end, Mr. Nakamori,Ó Vallone said with a sigh.  ÒPlease invoice me for the nerve gas.Ó

ÒYou saved my company from the Yakuza, Vallone-san.  You owe me nothing.Ó

ÒBut what about Yuka?Ó  Vallone asked.

ÒYou have spared my niece a fate worse than death and brought honor to my family name.  I will leave her in your good hands.  Sayonara and arigato, Vallone-san!  Nakamori out.Ó

ÒDamn their honor!Ó  Vallone spat.

ÒIÕm sorry for everything, sir,Ó Colleen replied.

ÒIÕm angry at Nakamori, not you Colleen,Ó Vallone responded.

Colleen came up to him.  ÒBut you should be!  As your assistant and bodyguard I should have known Toyotomi was intent on ambushing us on that beach.Ó

Vallone held Colleen close.  ÒNobody could have seen that coming.  The important thing is that the Toyotomi clan is no more and you can freely think for yourself again.Ó

Colleen embraced him back.  ÒI freely choose to be with you, sir,Ó she whispered. 

Vallone rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

FIN 


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