Helsinki September 2006: Part 1

The water way between Helsinki and Estonia takes about two hours to cross on a regular ferry. The proximity to mother Russia leaves Finland very vulnerable to the new seedy western influences of the former Soviet Republic. Finland is very conservative in some respects and very liberal in others. They don't have gambling houses out in the open, or even hidden like Japan's Pachinko palaces, which are fronts for the Japanese Yakuza's to launder money. If you want to gamble you, there is normally a card table at the local disco in the corner. If you want to fuck, there are other places.

Tokyo: Two years later

Tokyo smells like moss in the springtime. Like the scent of sex, it hangs heavy in the back of your throat, making the words coming out of your mouth thick and heavy. Outside the window of the Intercontinental Hotel the rain fell gently against the pane. The once crisp sheets now wrinkled and matted. Cumfort laid on his back, sweating- cooling his skin from the heat in the room. She sat up smoking a cigarette, naked and still moist from their session of fucking. The room wreaked of the smell of cum, her juices, Mild Seven cigarettes and moss. The ever present smell of the city. She laid back and looked at the ceiling. She took a drag and blew a thin wisp of smoke into the air.

They didn't say a word. Two years of this madness. Two years of chasing each other over the globe. The nervous girl he lusted at the New York bookstore is gone, long gone. In reality she never existed- Replaced with the percieved innocence was a dangerously sick person- with desires and lusts deeper than he ever could have imagined. He looked at his dairy from that day before he flew to Tokyo. How naive he was. How he thought he was so in control, stalking her. She turned the tables on him long ago. He thought he was a player.

In reality, he was nothing when he was with her.

In reality he was her puppet-her flesh and blood dildo. Her cock. He felt trapped, smothered and sick. Bits and pieces of the last two years came to him- haunted him. But he always came back for more.

In reality, he always would.