Japanese etiquette

I walk into my house. It has the shine of a Mr. Clean commercial. I had the urge to look around a corner to see if Mr. Clean was hiding in my home. He was nowhere to be found. But my house guests, were there in his stead.

It was a gift from 2 Japanese women that were crashing at my house for 2 nights. But that was not the only gift provided. They informed me that they were cooking dinner. I remember thinking, shit, was this what it was like in the 50's? A man walks into his house,the house is cleaner than a hospital and dinner will be served in the next 10 minutes. I did not believe what I was walking into. I thought it was only in old black and white television but, to believe that it was happening to me, it was a hard to take in.

I was fed, then I was liquored up. Drinks were flowing. There was no shortage of sake. There was no shortage of my sake intake. So what it was a weekday and there is work tomorrow, I had guests. It would have been rude to refuse. We can't have that.

I found myself in my living room recovering from the feast that just was. I closed my eyes for a moment and when I reopened them....

I found a Japanese woman
   waiting...
She saw that I was awake
The lights were dim

I did not hear anyone else in the 
   Kitchen
      Dining room
         or the Living Room

She spoke...
   But her English was not understood by me
She giggles and sits on my lap

I didn't fight her.
She says one word....
   "Game?"
I smile to show that I'll play

She leaned over
   kissed me on the cheek...
   smiling and giggling softly
   "Your turn!!"... she says
   
Of course I'm confused...
   This woman to whom I can barely communicate with 
   Is communicating that she looking for a 
      "very American experience"
      
I sit up a little  and kiss her on the cheek
She smiles and says..."Gooood!!"
She goes to turn off the light switch

So that she can completely switch modes 
   and 
     enjoy 
       her 
         "American desert".