With a shiver of anticipation, Anne kneels down on the bed and pulls off her skirt, revealing her black lace panties. Her movements are deliberate and sensual, drawing out the moment as she waits for him to react. When he finally speaks, his voice rough with desire, she looks up at him through her lashes.

"So," she says coyly, "are you ready to see what I've been reading about?"

Her heart races as Hayato's words wash over her. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the next step, before slowly sliding her panties down her legs and kicking them aside. Naked except for her stockings and heels, she lies back on the bed, spreading her arms and legs in invitation.

"Come," she whispers, "prove you trust me." Her voice is almost a whisper, barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing.