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…
END
