Sawako Yamanaka sat in the hotel room looking at the
happy people who were busy chatting amongst
themselves. She sighed and stirred her depressingly
non-alcoholic drink.
As if from the past, a familiar voice came from behind
her.
"So you taught those girls, huh?" he said with a hint
of admiration, "you must be an excellent teacher."
Sawako turned to look at the young man who had
broken her heart so many years ago. She gave him a
cold stare as he sat down beside her.
"What do you want?"
"Just to sit and talk. Is there something wrong with
that?"
She glared at him with contempt.
"Listen, I know it may seem sudden, but how about
we go back to my place? For old time's sake."
"I thought I wasn't wild enough for you. Or was I too
wild? I forget," she said in a voice that dripped with
sarcasm.
"Don't be that way. Listen, people change. I want to
get to know you better."
'I bet you do.'
"Just come by. You don't have to do anything you
don't want to."
Going against her better judgement, Sawako stood up
and followed him back to his home.
The apartment was surprisingly well kept and he had,
as Sawako soon discovered, an extremely large bed.
After an hour, Sawako was laying on her side with his
arms wrapped around from behind. As she lay there,
she spotted the framed photograph on the
night-table. The woman who looked back at her had
bright blue eyes and light brown hair.
"Your sister?" she asked apprehensively.
"No, my girlfriend, but what she doesn't know won't
hurt her, right?"
"I see," said the now irritated teacher.
'So I was just a one night stand,' she thought.
The jilted woman began planning her revenge. She
waited until he fell asleep and then carefully slipped
out of bed.
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