Jealousy struck in his heart, a childish, petty jealousy. And for some strange reason, it was as if his mind took over ---- as he practically snubbed the young man wanting patronage into the ochaya. A pink haired woman admonished the blond, and let the boy through, deciding it was best for the two to pair up ---- thus, the other became his client tonight.
And Len just didn't care. He would refuse to serve the boy food and tea, refuse to entertain him. This was not the way of a geisha, but the weird feeling wouldn't go away. Why could this feminine looking male stay male while Len could not?
It just wasn't fair!
