The last few days were hectic. I told max about my fight in the cafe, and he immediately bought me a ticket to Chicago. Max had given me some directions to make sure I was not followed to the Airport in Japan. I Left Japan on Wednesday, spent a day in Hawaii and then flew to California and finally caught a flight to Chicago. I landed at O'hare International Airport on Friday December 28.
When I arrived in Chicago my super hero boyfriend Max was there to greet me. We quickly grabbed an Uber and switched Uber drivers three times to make sure we were not followed. Max lives in a hi-rise condo in down town Chicago. It has a doorman, swimming pool and around the clock security. Max works in IT so his condo has a state of the alarm security system. I feel very safe.
My uncle was sad to see me go, but understood the situation. He did not think the Yakuza would come for him since he was quiet and kept to himself. he rarely went into town. I could never be sure, but I think my uncle worked at one time for a different Yakuza family. I remember on one occasion when I fist moved in with him, two men dressed in expensive suits came and picked my uncle up. He was gone most of the day and returned late at night. He never gave any explanation as to where he was. Later I asked him about the men and all he said was that they were associates he occasionally worked did work for. I never inquired much after that but about a month later I saw one of the men that had picked up my uncle on the daily news. He was assassinated by a Yakuza hit man in broad daylight at a expensive Tokeoy restaurant. He told me to stay in America for as long as I needed to.
On my first day in Chicago, Max took me to dinner at the 95th Floor of the John Hancock Building. The city looked beautiful and max was a perfect gentleman. We talked about our childhoods, our friends and what some of our future dreams were. I told him that If he found me to be a suitable help mate for him that I would bear him many children. He said that he really wanted to be a father and would easily make enough money so that I could stay home and raise our children.
After dinner we went back to his condo and talked into the early morning. We kissed and his lips tasted like sweet candy. His body is amazing. He is in very good shape and has rock hard muscles. I feel totally protected when he holds me. Our first night together was not sexual. I know he wanted me badly, and I wanted him even worse, but I would not give in. I did not want him to think he just met a cheap Asian whore. However our passion was real and I think we have an amazing chemistry. He had set up a spare bedroom for me and I was very excited that he respected me so much. I am really excited to be starting our life together.
When I arrived in Chicago my super hero boyfriend Max was there to greet me. We quickly grabbed an Uber and switched Uber drivers three times to make sure we were not followed. Max lives in a hi-rise condo in down town Chicago. It has a doorman, swimming pool and around the clock security. Max works in IT so his condo has a state of the alarm security system. I feel very safe.
My uncle was sad to see me go, but understood the situation. He did not think the Yakuza would come for him since he was quiet and kept to himself. he rarely went into town. I could never be sure, but I think my uncle worked at one time for a different Yakuza family. I remember on one occasion when I fist moved in with him, two men dressed in expensive suits came and picked my uncle up. He was gone most of the day and returned late at night. He never gave any explanation as to where he was. Later I asked him about the men and all he said was that they were associates he occasionally worked did work for. I never inquired much after that but about a month later I saw one of the men that had picked up my uncle on the daily news. He was assassinated by a Yakuza hit man in broad daylight at a expensive Tokeoy restaurant. He told me to stay in America for as long as I needed to.
On my first day in Chicago, Max took me to dinner at the 95th Floor of the John Hancock Building. The city looked beautiful and max was a perfect gentleman. We talked about our childhoods, our friends and what some of our future dreams were. I told him that If he found me to be a suitable help mate for him that I would bear him many children. He said that he really wanted to be a father and would easily make enough money so that I could stay home and raise our children.
After dinner we went back to his condo and talked into the early morning. We kissed and his lips tasted like sweet candy. His body is amazing. He is in very good shape and has rock hard muscles. I feel totally protected when he holds me. Our first night together was not sexual. I know he wanted me badly, and I wanted him even worse, but I would not give in. I did not want him to think he just met a cheap Asian whore. However our passion was real and I think we have an amazing chemistry. He had set up a spare bedroom for me and I was very excited that he respected me so much. I am really excited to be starting our life together.
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