THE ENTREPRENEUR

Of course it's risky. That's the point. The pay-off should be worth it. Both hard cold Yen and getting one over Crawford. I don't understand the interest but who am I to argue? First there was Takatori's secretary; once the word got around I was swamped with offers for copies. It almost made me a bit jealous. But then, I could happily live without knowing that I was a hot-wet fantasy material for the likes of Hirofumi or that slob from legal department. Yuck.

And all I needed was a water-proof spy camera, a bit of luck and a strong stomach.

YOU KNOW MY ACCOUNT NUMBER…

Nagi couldn't believe how easy it was to get some footage of Crawford showering (it was almost as strange as realising there was a vast and well-paying market for it). Once he got over the fact that it was Crawford he could even admit the man looked OK – just the right poses, nice effects with the water; it was as good as watching any professional models. Not that Nagi watched things like that. Ever.
Yes, it almost looked like he was posing for the camera…

Huh, now he was writing something on the misted glass… just a bit of zoom…

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