The Pleasure Palace by Jiani Yu, Golden Dragon Production Page A
Authors: Jiani Yu, Golden Dragon Production
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that David was in one of his playful moods and would burst out laughing telling her that he was joking. But when his motionless expression didn't change, she knew that he was serious.
Deanna sighed. She knew that she had lost this fight. And that was why his magazine was number one, he was always about business.
"Who knows, maybe there is something to this." she replied looking around at her surroundings.
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David laughed, "See, and you didn't want to do it."
He looked down at his watch and announced to the group of women that he was leaving. He was on his way to a spa filled weekend with his partner. David Ito was a former male model in his now forties, he had long retired for the catwalk. His well defined Asian features showed no tell tale signs of aging. And loved to brag that he never had a facelift.
He was the owner of the top selling fashion magazine in Japan and Asia.
And had just recently started his own men’s clothing line.
He looked around the room for Kimiko and Yumi, “I want you two to be sure that nothing happens to Deanna.” he shouted over the music to them.
“David, I think I’m capable of taking care of myself.” Deanna suggested,
“besides, it looks like I might be the one taking care of them.”
He gave her a peck on the cheek, told her to enjoy the weekend and made his way out the lounge.
By now. the two male host sat Deanna down in the middle of the couch and then took their place seated next to her.
Kimiko had recovered from her laughing fit and plopped down next to the blonde host. "So Deanna, did we surprise you or not?" She said with a smile, "you don't know the hell Yumi and I had to get....."
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She stopped speaking briefly and looked at Yumi who was still recording.
"Turn that thing off!" she said, "as I was saying. You don't know the hell we had to go thought to get you out of the office for this."
Yumi looking rather disappointed put away the camcorder had planted her plump body next to the black haired male host.
“Yeah, we didn’t think Kacho (boss) would agree to help us.”
“He was really cool about it. And agreed to pay for the whole evening.”
Deanna 's was in disbelief that David had paid for his, he must really like her to do something like that. But it didn’t excuse the fact that she didn’t like surprises and wasn't an enormous fan of birthday parties either, specially her own.
The party had been going on for a short time. Deanna looked noticed that most of the host looked like young boys that lied about their age just to get work. All of them taking meticulous care in what they wore and how they looked. Each one looking more delicious than the next.
This place was certainly the waiting room for women just waiting to enter into hell. It took everything Deanna had not to lose control.
9 | P a g e
‘God help me!’ her mind screamed.
Granted it had been two years since her husband John’s untimely death, and she missed the intimacy, but she was not going to throw herself to the first man that came her way.
While observing the tempting eye candy that walked into the room, there was one that caught Deanna 's eye, he stood about 6' 2inches', black hair that was razor cut into a style that hung just below his shoulders. His black pin striped double breasted Versace suit and set it off with a classic French cuffed white cotton shirt that was unbutton halfway exposing his muscular chest. As he made his way over to Deanna, the host that was seated next to her moved away from her for the new arrival to sit.
He sat down, giving her the once over before speaking to her, "So you must be the birthday girl?" extended his hand to Deanna, kissing the back of it.
She smiled as she looked into his beautiful brown eyes, ‘OK, suave.’ she thought.
" Welcome to Sono Yorokobi Goten Lounge, my name is Akira Yamamoto, I'm the owner. I hope you're having a good time." he snapped his fingers, and another host brought out two bottles of
Deanna sighed. She knew that she had lost this fight. And that was why his magazine was number one, he was always about business.
"Who knows, maybe there is something to this." she replied looking around at her surroundings.
7 | P a g e
David laughed, "See, and you didn't want to do it."
He looked down at his watch and announced to the group of women that he was leaving. He was on his way to a spa filled weekend with his partner. David Ito was a former male model in his now forties, he had long retired for the catwalk. His well defined Asian features showed no tell tale signs of aging. And loved to brag that he never had a facelift.
He was the owner of the top selling fashion magazine in Japan and Asia.
And had just recently started his own men’s clothing line.
He looked around the room for Kimiko and Yumi, “I want you two to be sure that nothing happens to Deanna.” he shouted over the music to them.
“David, I think I’m capable of taking care of myself.” Deanna suggested,
“besides, it looks like I might be the one taking care of them.”
He gave her a peck on the cheek, told her to enjoy the weekend and made his way out the lounge.
By now. the two male host sat Deanna down in the middle of the couch and then took their place seated next to her.
Kimiko had recovered from her laughing fit and plopped down next to the blonde host. "So Deanna, did we surprise you or not?" She said with a smile, "you don't know the hell Yumi and I had to get....."
8 | P a g e
She stopped speaking briefly and looked at Yumi who was still recording.
"Turn that thing off!" she said, "as I was saying. You don't know the hell we had to go thought to get you out of the office for this."
Yumi looking rather disappointed put away the camcorder had planted her plump body next to the black haired male host.
“Yeah, we didn’t think Kacho (boss) would agree to help us.”
“He was really cool about it. And agreed to pay for the whole evening.”
Deanna 's was in disbelief that David had paid for his, he must really like her to do something like that. But it didn’t excuse the fact that she didn’t like surprises and wasn't an enormous fan of birthday parties either, specially her own.
The party had been going on for a short time. Deanna looked noticed that most of the host looked like young boys that lied about their age just to get work. All of them taking meticulous care in what they wore and how they looked. Each one looking more delicious than the next.
This place was certainly the waiting room for women just waiting to enter into hell. It took everything Deanna had not to lose control.
9 | P a g e
‘God help me!’ her mind screamed.
Granted it had been two years since her husband John’s untimely death, and she missed the intimacy, but she was not going to throw herself to the first man that came her way.
While observing the tempting eye candy that walked into the room, there was one that caught Deanna 's eye, he stood about 6' 2inches', black hair that was razor cut into a style that hung just below his shoulders. His black pin striped double breasted Versace suit and set it off with a classic French cuffed white cotton shirt that was unbutton halfway exposing his muscular chest. As he made his way over to Deanna, the host that was seated next to her moved away from her for the new arrival to sit.
He sat down, giving her the once over before speaking to her, "So you must be the birthday girl?" extended his hand to Deanna, kissing the back of it.
She smiled as she looked into his beautiful brown eyes, ‘OK, suave.’ she thought.
" Welcome to Sono Yorokobi Goten Lounge, my name is Akira Yamamoto, I'm the owner. I hope you're having a good time." he snapped his fingers, and another host brought out two bottles of
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