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Great Minds

Nazaria was not usually the sort to take on responsibilities such as this one, but the company was asking for comparatively little and it seemed like quite the exciting assignment to the blonde succubus. If she decided to allow AFW to set her up for a little fun, well, there wasn't any harm in letting someone else do the dirty work of finding her a plaything. Nazaria was something of a veteran, after all, as strange as that concept felt when she rolled it around in her mind.

She only hoped that her little pupil—whose name, though that was almost incidental at this point, was Kim—wouldn't want to pry too deeply into the wrestling side of AFW with her. Nazaria had joined the league in order to gain access to quite the robust supply of beautiful women for the purposes of fucking them, not of wrestling them. The wrestling was a fun little diversion on occasion, an excuse to "inadvertently" grope someone as they rolled around.

The meeting place was truly an inspired choice. Motel #203 was a gorgeous little club, one of Nazaria's favorite spots back when she traveled the globe looking for women to use her supernatural sexual talents on, before she settled down as an AFW sexfighter. She still visited on occasion, and, even though it had been nearly two months, she still recognized the very first woman she ran into—a buxom young redhead cavorting around with two friends in skimpy, glittering silver ensembles. Nazaria said hello and gave each of them a kiss before she wandered along the left wall, scanning the room.

And being scanned herself. Many of these women knew Nazaria intimately, and she received some warm looks and knowing grins. Her outfit attracted the attention of those she wasn't familiar with: two bolts of pleated pink fabric ran from her hips upward, each one slanted towards the opposite side so that they crossed just beneath her chest, with each just barely covering up a breast before they ended in a neat little knot together behind her back. Her pink skirt was high-waisted, but still only barely came down to mid-thigh. It was a hot look, but Nazaria had deemed it fitting for the night.

She walked slowly, taking in the sights. She had a vague idea of how the new girl, Kim, looked, but she took her time making her way around the club, glancing around with a bright smile on her face.

Great Minds

The second Kim Rhee stepped into Motel #203, she fell in love.

Not with any person or anything. Never anything like that. Kim was about the last person in the world who believed in things like love at first sight. Lust in first sight was a different, of course, and with Motel #203 being one of the most popular lesbian clubs in Japan, she saw some definite potential. Older ladies, talking amongst themselves, just there to be at peace and relax. Younger girls, obviously new to the scene, trying their feet on the dance floor. Shy ones, lusty ones, flirty ones, ones who probably shouldn’t have had one more drink but would take one, anyway...there were women of all shapes and sizes and colors. A little something for everyone.

To someone like Kim, it was like walking into a sexual buffet. But that wasn’t what struck her the most about the place. The decor was what drew the gaze of her eye. The place had an old-timey, fashionable appearance to it, living up to its quaint name. The chairs were dark and padded, the staff was well-dressed, the music was soft and soothing but fast enough to dance to. It the was right sort of place for her, and she couldn’t help but feel a tad underdressed for it.

Not that she let her apprehension show. She calmly walked in, her high-heels clicking with every steps, her black, short chiffon skirt bouncing along the way. Every moment gave the briefest glimpse of the black g-string beneath, but never more than that, and the shirt she wore was a similar tease. A white, tight affair that left her stomach and a little more than that exposed, revealing everything up to the underside of her breasts.

She drew stares as she crossed the room, and she did her level best to not give away that she noticed them. Maybe she could come back to play here some other time, but tonight she was only looking for one lady in particular.

Nazaria.

Such an exotic name. It was all that Kim had to go on, but it was enough. AFW management wanted to get her properly acclimated into the grind, and they apparently felt the best way to do that was to have one of their older members meet and speak with her. Kim was originally nonplussed about the idea, but when she heard that name and where they would be meeting, well, her interest was piqued.

Kim took a seat at a booth in the far corner. The place had a natural dark tint to it, but the shadows were particularly strong over there, and that was the way Kim preferred them. Best of all, it allowed her to see the entire place, so she could play the game of trying to figure out who Nazaria would be. Somehow, she got the feeling she would know her when she saw her.