<div style="text-align: center"><b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Jun Akigawa</a></u></b>​</div><b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg</a></u></b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg</a></u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg</a><br/><br/>Unfortunately, it was soon after Kyle's words caught her ears that Jun couldn't help but react. They echoed a few times over and over in fact, as if she thought to be dreaming by this point.<br/><br/><i>"Jun, if you wouldn't mind standing and taking off your pants."</i><br/><br/>It wasn't directly<i>at</i>Kyle, but all the same she couldn't help herself. A hand quickly went over Jun's mouth as she chuckled. It was more the way it'd been worded ... and the fact that when all was said and done, she truly was<i>here</i>. In a meeting for BDSM lovers, whether or not they had any experience in said field. It felt like an odd dream ... but a quick pinch in between her thumb and index finger made her wince lowly and know that was the last thing this was. Swallowing softly, her hazel eyes went down to the floor as everything began to actually dawn upon her and realizations came to her.<br/><br/><i>Dear gods, I'm really doing this, aren't I?</i><br/><br/>But perhaps what was taking her aback wasn't just that she was<i>about</i>to do this. But a part of her<i>wanted</i>to. Managing a small and silent nod, her hands went upon her jeans. While they slid down, she slipped her shoes off and soon stepped out from the denims. Underneath was something that no doubt wouldn't be expected from a silent female such as herself. Her cheeks instantly went crimson as Kyle - and everyone else - saw that she didn't wear panties. More like a thong, deep purple in color. But it gave quite a nice view of her rear all the same.<br/><br/><i>It's just two .. can't be that bad ... </i>Jun continued to reassure herself. forcing her feet to slowly and steadily guide herself in front of Kyle. The poor Asian was cursed with the same one most had; short height. She wasn't even five and a half feet tall, two inches short than that at five feet three inches. As her eyes went up to meet Kyle's, she felt even smaller and very ... powerless? Was that the right word? Probably, though right now her mind was hardly comprehending much of anything that was happening around her.<br/><br/>All it seemed to focus on was the here and now that was to happen between herself and Kyle. Her hands went to her sides, resting there, as she tried to mentally prepare herself for the spankings that were to come.