She agrees

“As long as you pay up front,” Shiki said. She didn’t have any plan to investigate the disappearances, but she wasn’t going to get anywhere without diving into the Mifune underbelly, and merely lewd photos was her way of dipping her toes in.

Thompson pressed a few bills into her hand, and she sat back down on the couch for him to give her her new posing routine. First, she pulled the top of her kimono apart. The photographer swallowed: Shiki didn’t wear a bra, as it wasn’t traditional with kimono and her B-cup chest didn’t need the support, so his shutter was suddenly free to click away at her bare chest. The camera’s memory rapidly filled up with images of Shiki, going from partially undressed to fully nude. Leaning over the couch and looking toward the camera, lying on her back with the black leather contrasting her pale skin, legs crossed, Thompson captured it all.

He’d given up trying to get her to smile. In fact, he’s started to enjoy her aloof blank face, and the mysterious appeal it gave her. She was naked, and should be open and ****, yet her expression said that she didn’t feel threatened, even as she took a submissive kneeling position. “You’re such a turn-on,” he breathed, hardly believing his own luck.

“That’s good, right?”

“Y-yeah…” He had to pause for a moment to work up his courage. “H-hey, can I pay you to… uh, help out,” he said, gesturing toward the bulge in his pants.

“I’m not touching you and you’re not touching me.”

“That’s ok, as long as I can look…”

“As long as you pay again.”

With yet more yen pushed into her hand, she laid back on the couch. Thompson’s belt buckle clicked as he slid it off and dropped his pants. His cock was already hard, Shiki observed with her characteristic disinterest, ready for his hand to wrap around it and start pumping. His eyes flew over her body, her supple thighs and pert tits, as his hand jerked away. He’d never gone this hard before, so captivated by her strange beauty, and it meant he came shockingly hard.

Jets of cum shot over Shiki’s chest, thick spunk splattering onto her nipples. It was a shocking amount for Shiki, making her feel like her entire chest was soaked and gooey all of a sudden, with the earthy scent rising to her nose. But… somehow she didn’t mind. She was the one used as jerk-off material, but the photographer was clearly more embarrassed than her as he stuffed his cock back in his pants and got her a tissue box to clean up.

As she finished putting her kimono back into place, he came up to her, offering her a business card and explaining his offer. He worked with a hostess club sometimes to help them find waitresses, and he thought she was a fit for them. With his card, she’s be able to get in the door and immediately considered for employment. Perfect, Shiki thought; she imagined that kind of seedy work could end up in girls getting in trouble. Thanking him, she made plans to visit the next afternoon.