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 Good girls, bad boys 1: The Shower Video By Don Gordon (based on the
Japanese story "Satomi" by myuyan)

   Chiaki Shiraishi was one of those girls who seemed to have it all.  She
was bright, attractive, athletic, and popular.  She had been voted student
council president for the second year in a row, and with her marks should
easily get into the law program at Tokyo University next year.  Her father
was a top bureaucrat in the Japan's Ministry of Finance, and when she grew
up Chiaki hoped to go into politics too, and be like Takako Doi or Seiko
Hashimoto, two prominent women in the Japanese National Diet.

   Unfortunately though, unbeknownst to her, Chiaki had acquired some
enemies in her two and a half years at the prestigious P.  K.  Gakuen High
School.  The worst of these was probably Kazuhiko Nakayama.  At first,
Kazuhiko had been one of her biggest fans.  He sat right behind her in
class, and had asked her out countless times.  Chiaki's teachers had told
her there was no place for boys in her life if she wanted to get into a
good university, and so Chiaki had always turned him down.  At first, she'd
tried to done her best to spare his feelings, but lately she'd gotten so
tired of telling him no that she'd become colder and more heartless.  On
the outside, Kazuhiko seemed to be taking it all in stride, but lately, it
had clearly started to get to him.  Sometimes, she'd catch him staring at
her from a distance clearly unhappy.  Still, she just shrugged.  It wasn't
anything personal.  He just had to understand she didn't have time for boys
at this crucial stage in her life.

   Another of Chiaki's classmates was Aoi Kuroike.  Aoi was a bit of a
misfit, always daydreaming or doodling in her notebook when she should be
listening.  She had for a long time had a crush on Yuusuke Kawata, the
class comedian and live wire.  Yuusuke unfortunately, only had eyes for
Chiaki, and this was clearly starting to get on Aoi's nerves.

   One day, after school, Kazuhiko and Aoi bumped into each other on the
way home.  At first, they chatted about school and stuff, but Kazuhiko
casually mentioned his growing frustration with Chiaki, Aoi immediately
echoed her growing displeasure with little miss perfect, as she'd dubbed
her.  Half jokingly at first, they started suggesting all these diabolical
schemes about how to get Chiaki back for the pain she'd caused them.  When
they reached the train station, they went they're separate ways, but
clearly a real bond had started to form between them based on their hatred
and jealousy of Chiaki.

   Kazuhiko wasn't at all used to being told no.  He had a lot of friends,
and was something of a leader among the boys in the class.  For a long
time, he'd been fantasizing about getting Chiaki back, but now, having Aoi
as a potential ally, he began to think about it more seriously.  On the way
home, he stopped by at his friend, Ryokichi Takano's house.  Ryokichi was
the class computer whiz.  He always had the latest gadgets, and seemed to
know everything there was to know about how to use them.  Kazuhiko told him
about his chat with Aoi, and asked him if he had any ideas about what they
could do to get Chiaki back.  Ryokichi bore Chiaki no grudge really, but he
loved a challenge, and like most of the other boys in the class wouldn't
mind having a little fun at her expense.  Ryokichi rooted around in a desk
drawer, and finally pulled out what seemed to be a small woman's purse.

   "What's that?" Kazuhiko asked.

   "It's a video camera."

   "It sure doesn't look like a camera."

   Ryokichi opened the zipper, and plugged in a cord that led to his
computer.  Soon, Kazuhiko's face popped up on the computer screen.

   "Where's the lens?"

   "The whole side is one big lens.  Auto focus.  Runs on batteries.  Great
resolution, huh?"

   "Wow!" Kazuhiko said, taking the camera, and shooting around the room.
"So what are we going to do with this?"

   "We can lend it to Aoi, and have her take it into the girl's shower room
with her before swim class.  She could just let it hang from her wrist like
this, and Chiaki wouldn't know she was being filmed."

   "Ryokichi!  You're a genius!"

   The next day at school, Kazuhiko gave Aoi the camera, and explained the
plan.  Aoi didn't seem too thrilled with the idea at first, but she took
the camera, and later that day returned it to Kazuhiko with the footage
she'd taken inside.  The two of them went over to Ryokichi's house later
that day to examine Aoi's cinematographic handiwork.  Ryokichi hooked the
camera up to his TV, and soon there was Chiaki's fit young body up on the
screen all lathered up with soap but not much else.  Kazuhiko was so
pleased he slapped Aoi on the back, and kept repeating,

   "Brilliant!  Brilliant!"

   Aoi smiled.  She still wasn't sure if she approved of the methods, but
anyway, it did mean she would finally get her revenge on Chiaki.

   The next day, at lunch, Kazuhiko asked Chiaki to come up to the roof.

   "There's something Ryokichi and I want to show you."

   Chiaki didn't like the sound of this, and thought of trying to weasel
out of it, but Kazuhiko insisted, and finally, she gave in.  Ryokichi was
feeling a bit nervous about the whole thing, especially having to face
Chiaki in person, so Kazuhiko did all the talking.  They played her the
tape on Ryokichi's handy cam.  Her eyes opened wide in shock astonished to
see herself showering there naked.

   "Where did you get that?"

   "That's a secret." There was no need to get Aoi in trouble especially
after she'd been kind enough to video Chiaki in the first place.

   "Here it give it to me, right this instant!"

   "We can give it to you, if you'd like.  It's just a copy anyway. 
Ryokichi has been talking about putting up a copy on his web site too."

   "You wouldn't dare."

   "I don't know.  I think you look kind of nice.  Is that a beauty mark on
your left breast there?"

   Chiaki covered her chest with her hands as if she were still naked now.
She was so furious she didn't know what to say.

   "D'you know what, Chiaki?  Although you know that I've always adored
you, there are a couple of small things, little changes that I think you
could make that would help spice up your image a bit."

   Chiaki glared back at him suspiciously.

   "You're blackmailing me?"

   "Oh, blackmail is such a dirty word.  Let's just say we're trying to
come to some kind of agreement.  I wouldn't want to see you get hurt, but
Ryokichi here has been begging me to let him send out a little clip from
the video to some of our classmates.  It would apparently do wonders for
the traffic to his site."

   Chiaki's eyes looked like they were on fire, as she seethed with pent up
rage.

   "What kind of changes?" she asked struggling to hold her temper.

   "Oh, nothing too drastic.  Don't worry.  I wouldn't want to harm your
pristine image.  But well, for instance, what about those tights you always
wear?  It's not that cold out these days.  Why do you have to wear tights
anyway?  Your natural skin color is so much more attractive."

   Chiaki's face contorted into a look of shock and revulsion.  What?  He
wants me to take off my tights?

   "I know they're your trademark and everything.  Always black or navy
blue, but don't you think it's time for a little change?  A new image?"

   Chiaki's was so upset her whole body started to shake.  She'd always
worn tights.  She hadn't gone barelegged since she was a little girl.  The
guys in our class pestered her enough as it was.  She couldn't walk around
the school with bare legs.  It just wouldn't be right.  Chiaki stared at
Kazuhiko's smarmy smiling face.  She tried to imagine what the principal
would say if she snitched on them.  Blackmail was a crime, but she was also
worried that the principal might just dismiss it as a harmless boy's prank,
and might even leave copies of the tape in Kazuhiko and Ryokichi's hands.
Her whole future could be ruined.  Somehow she had to get on Kazuhiko's
good side, and get him to give her the tape back and destroy all the
copies. She mulled it over for a moment, and then finally spoke.

   "Kazuhiko, if I do as you say, will you promise..."

   "Of course, of course, I told you.  I would never dream of harming you.
You know how much I adore you." He smiled charmingly.  Chiaki cringed a
bit, but couldn't think of any way of getting out of doing as he said
except to play along for now, and see what happened.

   "OK, OK...  but just this once."

   Kazuhiko tilted his head to the side, as if to disagree.  Chiaki wanted
desperately to seal some sort of agreement, but she realized that she had
nothing to bargain with.  She couldn't say no.  She took a deep breath, and
then walked back to the stairs.

   "Um, uh, I'll be right back." At the bottom of the stairs, she ran over
to the girl's washroom.  She still couldn't believe she was thinking of
actually going through with this.  She went into one of the stalls, and set
a kerchief down on the floor to stand on after she took off her shoes.  She
felt weird as she pulled down her thick navy tights.  They hugged, and
protected her legs, gave her a sense of security.  She felt so bare without
them.  She shuddered as she felt the cool air on her legs as she did her
shoes back up.  'Maybe I'll just walk with them for a little while, and
then come back, and put my tights back on,' she thought.

   Kazuhiko and Ryokichi were waiting outside, and they looked down,
admiring her beautiful bare legs.

   "Oh Chiaki, darling, you have the most exquisite legs.  Why on earth
would you want to hide them?"

   Chiaki's face started to flush red with embarrassment.  She never walked
around like this, not since she was little.  Some guys from another class
walked by, took one look at her legs and whistled.  Chiaki felt so
embarrassed.  She wanted to rush back into the washroom, and put her tights
back on, but Kazuhiko was striding along beside her, beaming, exultant at
his little victory.  Chiaki cringed.  It wouldn't have been half as
embarrassing if it weren't for him grinning like that.

   They walked down the stairs to the cafeteria together.  When Chiaki
stood in the door, it felt like the whole school turned to check out her
bare legs.  Rie, one of Chiaki's best friends, waved for her to come over.
Chiaki looked at Kazuhiko, and then ran over to where Rie was sitting.

   "What happened to your tights?" Rie asked, surprised to see Chiaki
dressed like that.  Rie was every bit as conservative as Chiaki.  She
always kept her body tightly covered up.  Chiaki clenched her teeth
swallowing her embarrassment.

   "I...  I...  " she stammered.  Somehow she couldn't bring herself to
tell Rie what had happened.  She looked over at Kazuhiko who had sat down
with some of the other boys.  They were all staring at her legs, but it
didn't look like Kazuhiko was going to tell them what had happened.  She
felt a little relieved, but the staring was really getting to her.  "It's a
long story," Chiaki finally said.  Rie shot the boys one of her ice queen
stares, but then went back to eating her box lunch.

   When school got out at 3:30, Chiaki went to her locker, and was about to
put her tights back on when Kazuhiko calmly ambled up.

   "It makes a definite improvement.  Tomorrow, I want you to dress this
way all day.  I don't want to see those tights anymore, do you hear?"

   Chiaki's face went white.  She had thought that walking around like this
all afternoon would be enough to satisfy Kazuhiko, and that then she could
just go back to normal.  She was too shocked to answer.

   "Oh, and by the way, do you have any shorter skirts you could wear?" he
asked cheerfully.  A chill ran up Chiaki's spine.

   "What?"

   "Do you have anything shorter than that one?  It's kind of long, don't
you think?"

   Chiaki just looked at him incredulous.

   "No, this is the shortest one I have."

   "Oh, that's alright.  I've been feeling kind of bad about this whole
thing, so I tell you what.  I'll make it up to you.  I'll buy you a new
skirt."

   "Uh, no.  No thanks."

   "C'mon, it's the least I can do.  What's your size?"

   "No, no, really, you don't have to.  I like this one just fine."

   "Oh, that's OK.  I'll just ask Rie, then.  I'm sure she'll know your
size.  Maybe I should tell her about the tape too while I am at it.  Do you
think she'd like to see?"

   Chiaki stared at him, even more shocked.  She couldn't let Kazuhiko talk
to Rie.  She'd have to get to Rie first.  Even then, Chiaki didn't know
what to tell her.  She looked down nervously, and whispered,

   "Um, medium."

   Kazuhiko blinked.

   "Pardon."

   "My waist is 58 cm, and my hips 84," Chiaki blurted out, blushing like
crazy.  Kazuhiko just stared at her for a moment, but then broke out into a
big grin.  He took out his notebook to write down her size.  It wasn't that
Chiaki wanted him to buy her a skirt, but she definitely didn't want
Kazuhiko to talk with Rie till she had had a chance to explain things.

   "Thanks Chiaki, you're not going to regret this."

   She didn't like the way that sounded.

   "Anyway, see you tomorrow before class," he said and ran off to go
shopping for skirts.

   'Oh no, this is horrible.  Now what do I do?' Chiaki thought.  With
Kazuhiko gone, she finally went to the washroom, and changed back into her
tights.  She came back out, and went to find Rie.  Rie was by her locker
waiting for Chiaki, so the two of them could walk to the station together.
Rie seemed angry for some reason.

   "You seem pretty friendly with Kazuhiko all of a sudden," she noted.

   "What?  Oh no, it's not like that.  It's..." Chiaki paused.  Maybe it
wasn't such a good idea to go telling everyone about the tape just yet.  If
she could just talk Kazuhiko and Ryokichi into giving it back, then maybe
no one would ever have to know.  They walked home talking of other things.

   To be continued

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