In 1987 I was on a business trip in Tokyo. At the company I got to know a young married woman called Michiru we had amazing chemistry and it wasn’t long before we were having s** in my hotel room on an almost daily basis. She was as fascinated with having a western lover as I was a Japanese one.

Our l********* was mind blowing, I get aroused remembering it to this day. I have one photo of her (clothed) that I take out every now and then. We didn’t use protection and I like to think that somewhere out there I have a son or daughter with her. If that happed I guess that would have been the end of her marriage.