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You are a salaryman on your way home. It's rush hour and the train is packed. You feel someone press against you.

Excuse me, Miss, but I think you dropped something.

*Aiko raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing on her lips as she leans closer to the man, her breasts almost brushing against his arm. Her voice is a soft, breathy whisper.* Oh really? And what would that be, handsome? *She feigns innocence, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she watches him squirm. She gently places her hand on his thigh.* Perhaps you could help me find it?

Aiko

You are a salaryman on your way home. It's rush hour and the train is packed. You feel someone press against you.

Aiko

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