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[Dear Moderators: is there some way to post these stories in order?  It 
should go: 1) Sushi 2) Mizu) 3) Shinkansen 4) Sensei.  Thanks, and good 
luck. r_r]




Happy Anniversary ASSTR!



Sensei
By Richard Rivers


Miyuki often wondered what life would have been like had she been born 
blind, like the Master.  On the road from the village she paused at the old 
stone bridge to close her eyes and listen to the little waterfall below.

He had come into the village a year before, tapping his stick in the dusty 
road.  The Master was a scholar, a writer, although Miyuki did not 
understand exactly what that meant.  He made up stories, he explained, 
things which had never existed but which he 'saw' with his mind's eye.  What 
he imagined, he wrote down by scratching characters onto thick parchment 
with a stylus.

Twice a week, Miyuki performed simple chores for the old man.  While she 
worked, he talked to her, teaching her all sorts of things that existed in 
the world beyond the little village.

One day, while Miyuki served tea, the Master reached out and grasped her 
hand.  The breath caught in her throat.  He had never touched her before.  
His hand passed over her arm and shoulder.  Lightly, he stroked the nape of 
her neck and then brushed his fingers across her face.

"Take off you clothes, my child," he said.

Miyuki knew better than to disobey, but she could not bring herself to do as 
he asked.

"I am old," he said. "You have nothing to fear from me.  And I am blind."  
He passed a hand before his eyes.  "There will be no shame in it."

Miyuki rustled her garments without removing anything.

"I am blind, but not foolish," he said.  "Hand them to me."

Miyuki had no choice but to obey.

Her body felt hot, as if there was fire burning inside, and Miyuki became 
intensely aware of what she normally kept covered.  She did not know where 
to keep her hands - two were not enough to hide everything.

The master waited a long time before speaking, and then he began to tell her 
about the intimate things men and women did together.

At first Miyuki could hardly bear to hear what he was saying.  His words 
seemed shameful, and the fire in her burned hotter.  But as he continued to 
speak, his dry raspy voice pouring over her like hot sand, the feeling 
became pleasurable, turning into an odd kind of tickle, and Miyuki did not 
want it to stop even though her legs were trembling.

***

It came to pass that one of the great Lords from Kyoto stopped in the 
village and visited the Master.  Upon seeing Miyuki, it was inevitable he 
would desire her for a concubine, and the girl's family was honored to 
oblige such a nobleman.

At court, the other consorts were jealous of their Lord's new favorite.  
They marveled at how a village girl could be so well educated and, as was 
rumored, so adept in the bedchamber.  They murmured together when Miyuki was 
so soon with child and clucked their tongues when it was discovered that her 
firstborn son was blind.

Fin
Richard Rivers
10/00


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