"At receptions or family reunions, he places himself close to the girl. He is always beside her at the theater and takes advantage of the fact in order to touch her.
She finds herself with no defense, squeezed against him. He presses his leg against hers.
Then gradually, he touches one of her fingers.
Very gently, after a while.
He scratches the tip of her big toenail.
Having done this, he draws his leg higher up hers.
Having scratched her with his nail, he gently goes higher up her leg, as far as the groin.
He does this gradually, so that she should not resist.
To get her used to it, he must press against her limbs the whole time."
| "Ow."
Sanzo twisted the fist of hair harder, to an even more persistent wail. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he hissed in Goku's ear. "Do you have any idea how stupid you look?" "But I--" "Get. Your foot. Down. NOW." "But--" "Don't you fucking dare think of arguing, monkey. I know a shallow ditch by a roadside with your name on it." Goku wailed pitifully again, trying to escape the death grip on his hair that didn't involve taking his bare foot out of such a nice warm area. That was, actually, uh, getting warmer. Huh. He tried something. He rubbed a little. "Gkk-- MONKEY!" Sanzo roared, squirming. Gojyo and Hakkai, who had until that point been preoccupied with something of their own, looked over in surprise. And then more surprise, at the peculiar orientation of positions going on having an awful lot to do with feet. "Ah," Hakkai tried delicately. "Should we be leaving you two alone, or...?" One of the priest's eyes twitched. He started hunting in his sleeve for the gun. Goku panicked. And by panicked meant did some very interesting things with his foot. A moment later, Sanzo's forehead connected with the edge of the dinner table. "...Uh..." "Better take him up to his room," Hakkai suggested brightly, as Goku shyly lowered his leg and stood up. Gojyo was all but waving a flag. "Go monkey, go." |
01:20 10 November 2004