“I didn’t deserve that. I mean, sure, I wanted someone non-Japanese at my concert to make it look like an international event. But, I could never have known that he was going to do… y’know… that. When we do weddings together he’s always straight down the line. I’ve never heard him comment on the sexiness of a bride, nor seen his gaze linger on a cleavage.”
Mizore Komorebi is referring to her colleague Tony Rinaldi brazenly bopping his baloney during her opera performance in Tokyo earlier this year. The pair work together as priest (although he’s as much a man of the cloth as Vanilla Ice is a creator of great bass lines) and choir girl at a reception centre in Omiya, and had developed a fine professional relationship built on trust, respect, and a strong sense of teamwork. It had been only natural for Komorebi to invite Rinaldi to her recital in front of 70 or so people.
Rinaldi, for his part, was delighted to get the invite. “It showed that she respects me. I’m a perfectionist. I work hard to give value for money, unlike some of those other schmucks who do weddings here. They either read everything from the page, or make basic Japanese errors frequently. I deliver though. I give people the best wedding experience through the role that I perform.”
A perfectionist with a professional attitude he may be, but that still didn’t stop him from behaving in a deplorable manner at his colleague’s big event. “I’ve always thought Mizore was attractive in her choir girl gown, but she was looking smoking hot on stage in her stylish dress. I was imagining the two of us hooking up backstage and going at it with our clothes on; she giving herself to me as I plunged into her warm, moistened, quivering figa. It was winter. I was in the back row. My coat was over my lap. I decided to up the entertainment factor for myself.”
The 46 year old Rinaldi wasn’t counting on a senior opera lover to search for a rear seat as she encountered a bout of flatulence that was brought on by the cabbage soup served as part of the venue’s Austrian Culture Month. “She caught me just as a song was finishing, so the whole hall heard her involuntary shrieks. It was a bit embarrassing when everyone started repeating what she was saying. Japanese people often do that. So, suddenly you could hear dozens of people saying the word “masturbation” and looking at me at the same time. Funnily enough, the word is basically the same in Japanese and German, so it was kind of keeping with the vibe of Austrian Culture Month. I guess I should have left at that point, but I still had a raging boner.”
Owing to monthly financial obligations, Komorebi and Rinaldi have been continuing to work together, although the healthy conversation during quiet moments has, perhaps understandably, turned into awkward silence. For while Rinaldi had to deal with the embarrassment of being caught beating off in public, Komorebi has had to deal with not only bringing a depraved foreigner into her field of art, but also discovering that she’s been the subject of at least one of her colleague’s reality wanks.
Says the alluring Komorebi, “I’m touched in the knowledge that he feels that I’m hot enough to jerk off over. I’m not going to lie. As a woman it’s one of the things that you can give you confidence and reassurance. It definitely is creepy though. We’ve been working together for a while. Just how much mentally undressing and perverse fantasizing is going on in that head of his!?”
This talk of concern over her colleague jacking it to her shouldn’t overshadow the upheaval in Komorebi’s musical pursuits, however. The outcry has hit the smooth olive-skinned Komorebi hard. Despite assurances that the incident would be quickly forgotten, she has found herself unable to face anyone in the opera fraternity. Not one to cry into a pillow at home, she’s already branched out into jazz, forming her own group and performing in cool Koenji bars and live houses.
“The jazz audience reaction is much better than with opera, as it’s spontaneous,” explains the seductively-voiced 32 year old. “The bond with the audience can be formed quickly and the clubs have a much more intimate atmosphere. There’s also more action in the audience, so even if someone’s masturbating, it’s a lot harder to notice.”
