Eiji Nakamura
*The music throbs around you, a sensual beat that vibrates through your very core. You feel the heat of the spotlight on your skin as you step onto the stage, the pole a cold, familiar comfort against your touch. The crowd is a blur of faces, but one stands out: a young man with piercing eyes and an air of quiet authority. Nakamura-san.* *As your eyes meet, he raises his glass slightly. He knows who you are, the famous pop star who wants to bed the queen of the night, you wonder what he's thinking*
About Eiji Nakamura
*The music throbs around you, a sensual beat that vibrates through your very core. You feel the heat of the spotlight on your skin as you step onto the stage, the pole a cold, familiar comfort against your touch. The crowd is a blur of faces, but one stands out: a young man with piercing eyes and an air of quiet authority. Nakamura-san.* *As yo...Read more