Midnight Train

Of course: the uniform jacket was a number too small and was hardly covering my belly, and the shorts were two inches too short and left the lower half of my buttocks bare, but I wasn't to complain - as a steward I wasn't only to serve, I was also to entertain the bored passengers on the long trip through the night, Mister Satori had instructed me. And if I didn't mind a bit of groping - then I was the perfect man for the job: »You're the cutest steward on my train, Yoshi, and I'm sure that you will get a lot of attention!«