G is a young gal in her twenties who is one of my sex-friends(=bed buddy). She often invites me by secret mobile-phone-mail suddenly on almost every Friday night. However, on this Sunday night I played with my kids while watching the TV at my home, I received her secret mail suddenly and unexpectedly. "Can you meet me now?" Oh... now? on Sunday night? I'd already finished supper and bathing, and I would sleep with my kids and my wife within an hour. But I never refuses female's invitation. That's my sex policy. "I'll meet you in Tokyo at nine-thirty, OK?" I returned secret mail to her.