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 Year Away in Japan 7: The principal's request By Don Gordon

   The story so far: I'm a 23-year old American who's just finishing up a
one year work stint in Japan as an English teacher in a small seaside town
not far from Tokyo.  I was all set to go home to my girlfriend Elise, when
suddenly one morning, one of my students, a cute girl named Ai, gave me a
playful peek under her skirt.  Wonder of wonders, she had no panties on at
the time, and it turns out that she's doing it to get me to stay another
year in Japan.  We've come pretty damn close to doing it a couple of times,
most recently at her place with her parents nearby.  Despite all this, I
remain determined to go back to the States, and I finally went to pick up
my plane ticket.

   With less than a week to go before my flight home, I was busily
supervising and marking exams, getting packed and saying goodbye to
everyone.  I didn't see Ai at school for a while, and I began to wonder
where she'd disappeared to.  Exams were on of course, so she was probably
busy studying, but I was still surprised she didn't come looking for me. 
Maybe she's given up on me after all.

   I was starting to think more and more about what I'd do once I got home,
but then one day, I got called down to the principal's office.

   "Gohden-san wa shitte iru to omoimasu ga, kimi no seito de midara na
kakkou de gakkounai de urouro shite imasu yo ne (As I guess you know, one
of your students is walking around school in unseemly attire)."

   My heart jumped into my mouth, as Ai immediately sprung to mind,
wandering the halls without any panties on under her school issue navy
mini-skirt.

   "Hai?  (Pardon?)" Caught completely off guard, my mind raced wondering
how much he knew or guessed about my relationship with Ai.

   "Kono gakkou de kou iu koto wo karuku mite iru wake ja nai desu yo (Our
school is not one to take these things lightly)."

   "Hai.  (I understand, sir)."

   "Chokusetsu yobou ka to omotta ga, mazu Gohden-san kara hanashite
moraetara to (I was going to call her down to the office, but I thought you
could talk to her first).  Kanojo no koto wo ichiban yoku shitte iru deshou
shi (You know her best of all, don't you?)."

   "Hai?  (I'm sorry?)" By this point, I thought the game was up.  My
secret dalliance was out of the bag, and everyone knew.  Shocked, my mind
went blank.

   "Houmuruumu no sensei deshou, Hoshino-kun no?  (You are her homeroom
teacher, are you not?  Ms.  Hoshino's?)."

   Hoshino?  Wait a second!  Ai's last name is Isobe!

   "Ja, yoroshiku (Well, see to it then)."

   I bowed, and left, immediately probing my memory for who Hoshino was. 
Suddenly, it came to me.  Asuka!  She was the one who'd talked Ai into
flashing me in the first place.  Someone must have spotted her walking
around without her undies.  Oh thank god, it wasn't Ai.

   Still now what was I going to do?  The one person in the school who did
know about my relationship with Ai was Asuka.  Asuka can smile at you with
this innocent schoolgirl grin, but every once in a while, she'd get this
catty gleam in her eye.  I couldn't help feeling there was a hint of danger
there - a bit of leather mixed in with the ribbons and lace, if you will.
She kept watching me with this knowing look, but it didn't seem to me at
all like she was trying to protect Ai from my masculine wiles.  I couldn't
help feeling there was this air of condescension in her gaze, as if she
knew how badly Ai and I had messed things up, but she, on the other hand,
knew how to do it right.

   It didn't take long for me to find her.  I caught her walking down the
corridor holding her books clasped in front of her near my classroom.

   "Eeto Hoshino-kun!  (Um...  Ms.  Hoshino!)"

   She quickly twirled to face me.  She seemed surprised to find me calling
her, but once I motioned for her to go in to my classroom, she quickly
obeyed.  Not wanting an audience, I followed her in, and shut the door. 
She looked vaguely nervous to be called in like this.  I tried to gather my
thoughts, for some reason intimidated by this slight figure of a girl.

   "Eeto kouchou-sensei kara kiita hanashi dakedo...  (I heard this from
the principal, but...)"

   She narrowed her eyes to the slightest of slivers.  I wondered if she
was angry about something...  or maybe it was just nervousness.

   "Sou iu fukusou wa ikenai to (That outfit won't do...)"

   "Sensei wa Amerika ni kaeru n deshou (You are going back to the States,
aren't you?)" she noted coolly, ignoring my point completely.

   "Kouchou-sensei wa kou iu koto wo...  (The principal does not think that
this...)"

   "Doushite kaeru no?  (Why are you going back?)"

   Put off by the accusing nature of her questions, I turned, and looked
out the window.  She obviously knew quite a bit about what had gone on
between Ai and myself, how Ai had been trying to get me to stay. 
Doubtless, she had suggested Ai's whole teasing tack.  I couldn't decide
whether I should feel grateful or not.  I had enjoyed it, sure, but I
didn't like being manipulated into staying.  I had a whole life back home
waiting for me.  I glanced back at Asuka, but she had furrowed her eyebrows
into a deep grimace.  I stood up, and walked to the window.  This is crazy.
What right does she have to be angry at me?  I haven't done anything wrong.
Ai was the one who initiated everything.  She knew about Elise.  She knew I
planned to go home.  I'd never lied to her.

   I thought back over the last few weeks: Ai taking care of me when I was
sick, our fooling around by the temple in the rain, her coming out to meet
me near her house, the heated passion of that night.  The memories were all
sweet.  I would cherish them, but now it had to end.  Ai and Asuka had to
understand that.

   "Sensei, onegai ga aru.  Houkago Ai-chan to issho ni kaeru n desu kedo,
tochuu made de ii kara chotto tsukiatte kureru (Mr.  Gordon, I have a favor
to ask.  After school, I'm going home with Ai.  Could you join us, at least
for a little while?)"

   Hoshino was not a bad sort.  She was just looking out for her friend. 
Ai and I had been avoiding each other, but Hoshino was determined to play
matchmaker.  I turned back to her, and slowly nodded.  Her face suddenly
brightened.

   "Ja, eki de matte iru ne (Ok, we'll wait for you at the station)." She
opened the door, and ran off before I could stop her.  Hey, wait a second.
I hadn't even got her to promise to put some panties on.  Oh well, I guess
I can explain it to her on the way home.

   After school, I walked out to the station, and found the two of them
waiting by the turnstiles.  Asuka's eyes brightened, but Ai was looking
down at the ground, perhaps having found out that I'd picked up my plane
ticket.  I was about to go up, and talk to them, but there were a lot of
students from our school around, so I hung back.  Asuka nodded, and then
gestured that they were going in.  They bought tickets, and I followed them
at a safe distance.  It probably wouldn't have seemed all that strange if
I'd gone up and started talking to them, but in Japan, there always seemed
to be this reticence to do things like that.  Maybe I've become more
Japanized than I thought.

   We stood a few paces apart on the platform until the train came, and we
got on the same car along with a few other students from our school. 
Still, a bit anxious about the other students, I sat down, while the two of
them stood in the alcove by the doors between the two sets of seats
opposite where I was sitting.  Asuka was looking around at the other people
on the train, and Ai stood facing the window with her back to me.  All the
other kids seemed more or less absorbed in their conversations and not
paying much attention to us.

   Asuka took out her cell phone, and started tapping out a message to
someone with her thumbs, while Ai continued to stare out the window. 
Eventually, I turned away, and started thinking about the exams I had to
mark and other things I had to do before I left.

   When I came out of my reverie, I noticed that Asuka had slid down into a
squatting pose as she continued to thumb away at the small keyboard.  In
the States, people don't squat much, but here even girls in skirts will sit
like that from time to time.  Usually, they probably don't mean anything by
it, but I, and I assume other men too, cannot help but find our eyes drawn
to what lies within their skirts.  Asuka was sitting at an angle to me, so
mostly what I could see were her bare legs, but I thought I could just make
out a few strands of black pubic hair sticking out from between her nubile
young thighs.

   So this was the unseemly attire that the principal had been talking
about.  How had he found out, I wonder?  Did he or one of his secretaries
spot her in a moment of weakness climbing the stairs?  I really should tell
her to stop, but despite my best intentions, I was beginning to feel a
familiar tingling sensation deep down in my own loins.  The pink flesh on
Asuka's lovely thighs looked so supple and soft it reminded me of Ai's own
heavenly body, actually.

   Asuka's eyes flashed in my direction.  I quickly turned away, but she
had obviously noticed what I'd been looking at.  She turned a bit more to
the side trying to hide her pussy from my view, and soon went back to
tapping on the cell phone as if there was nothing strange at all about
running around with no panties on.  A few minutes later, she reached up,
and shook Ai's arm pulling her down to look at something on the screen.

   Ai hesitated as she realized I was watching, but Asuka whispered
something I couldn't quite catch.  Ai looked up at me, almost fearfully,
but soon reluctantly gave in to the pull of Asuka's hand.  Gazing around
nervously at the rest of the car, Ai slowly slid down next to Asuka.  Ai's
legs drifted apart giving me a brief glimpse of her luscious pussy.  My
cock stiffened, as my eyes focused in on her, but her sense of modesty soon
kicked in, and she pressed her legs tightly together hiding her exposed
twat.  I could still see the curve of her bare behind, but she kept her
legs locked together, quivering nervously, ashamed by her own immodest
pose.

   My heart sped up, as the fear that she might get caught, mixed with the
excitement of seeing her sexy young body in such a vulnerable position.  I
was starting to want her again, want her desperately as my common sense
began to evaporate into thin air.  As much as I hated to admit it, I was
beginning to love this voyeuristic thrill of seeing poor helpless little Ai
placing herself in these highly embarrassing situations.

   The tension was becoming overwhelming, but then a boy, perhaps from
another school, came barreling down the aisle.  Ai stood up like a shot,
terrified that she might be caught with her panties down as it were.  The
more practiced Asuka skillfully shifted her legs to the side successfully
avoiding his gaze.  This close call had clearly shaken Ai up, and she
returned to her vigil gazing out the window, until Asuka called her to look
at whatever she was doing on her cell phone.  Ai looked back at me, and
then slunk slowly back down into her unladylike squat.  She slowly came to
terms with her embarrassment, and pretending to be concentrating on the
cell phone, let her legs spread apart causing the hem of her skirt to rise
up, giving me an unobstructed view of her juicy little pussy.  The sunlight
streaming in through the windows would roll across her outstretched thighs,
highlighting her little tuft of pubic hair.  I had to adjust my pants as my
erection was becoming quite noticeable.

   Another man approached, but this time Ai just closed her legs, and
waited for him to pass.  Once he was gone, she spread her legs again even
wider than before, a playful grin on her delicate lips, seemingly enjoying
the thrill of flashing me on the busy train.

   The train slowed down, and people stood up getting ready to get off, so
both Ai and Asuka straightened up, and brushed down their skirts.  The two
of them nodded to me signaling that they were going to get off, so I stood
up, and lined up behind them.  The station we were pulling into is one of
the largest in the area, a major transfer point for people heading north to
Tokyo.  There were hundreds of people standing on the platform, and I gazed
down at Asuka and Ai's short skirts worrying that someone might uncover
their secret.  They both seemed nervous too, as if they'd never done this
before.  This show of daring must be for my benefit, but why risk it?  If
someone spotted them, they could be arrested or worse.

   The train stopped, and we all got off, pushed along by the crowd.  The
two of them stopped at the bottom of the stairs waiting for most of the
other people to go up first.  We all looked at each other anxiously,
wondering how they would be able to get up the steep stairwell without
being spotted.  Once the crowd had cleared a bit, they let their backpacks
hang down at the back, so their cute little bums would get at least some
cover.  I ran interference for them at the bottom of their stairs, as they
ran up, their skirts bouncing this way and that and really providing very
little protection indeed.  One schoolboy standing not far from me got a
pretty good look at their bare behinds.  He rubbed his eyes in disbelief,
but made no move to follow, so I just ran up after them to make sure they
were OK.

   They kept moving pretty quickly, out the turnstiles and up another set
of stairs.  Asuka didn't even bother to hide her cute little ass this time
as she scrambled up to the top.  I ran up after them, but my growing
erection was making it hard to move too quickly.  I finally caught up with
them at the lights in front of the station.

   "Ashita mo shiken dakara, mou sugu kaeranakya ikenai kedo, sukoshi dake
kissa ni hairu?  (We both have tests tomorrow, so we'd better go home soon,
but how about we just stop in a coffee shop for a minute?)" Asuka pointed
to one on the opposite side of the intersection.  I smiled, and nodded, my
heart still thumping away from having witnessed their little show back
there.

   The light turned green, and as we crossed, I realized that Asuka had
been pointing to a coffee shop on the second floor above a video shop.  The
front was all glass, and a lot of the customers were sitting at a counter
looking out over the intersection.  You could see all the girls' legs under
the counter from the street.  Surely, she wasn't planning on sitting there.
They'd be spotted for sure.

   Ai slowed down, so she could walk beside me, as Asuka rushed on ahead.

   "Asuka always want to try this, but usually too dangerous.  You protect
us, right?"

   Oh Jesus, don't tell me this was all a set up to get me to play
bodyguard for Asuka's exhibitionist fantasies.

   "A!  Kouchou-sensei wa pantsu wo hakinasai to itte ita yo.  (The
principal told me to get her to put on some panties)."

   "OK, OK.  Promise, but this time help us, OK?  Asuka's dream, you know."

   Her dream is to sit, and flash a huge busy intersection?  Good lord,
this girl needs help.

   Before I knew it though the three of us were sitting at that very same
counter staring out at the street, me in the middle, Asuka and Ai on either
side.  At least, they both seemed to be keeping their legs together, but
with all the people passing by below, I was finding the whole thing a bit
nerve-wracking.  To make matters worse, there seemed to be a police box on
the other side of the intersection.  Let's hope they can't see this far. 
The last thing I need is to be arrested the week before I go home.

   Asuka set one elbow on the counter, and turned to face me.

   "Ne, ne, Don-chan, Amerika wa dou iu kanji?  (Hey, Donny, tell us,
what's the U.S like anyway?)"

   I rolled my eyes at the cheek of this little devil.  Fortunately, she
did seem to be behaving herself so far, with her legs tilted demurely to
the side, but quite a few of the guys below looked up at Asuka and Ai's
legs as they passed by.

   "Ano ne, sakki iiou to shite ita kedo, kouchou-sensei wa shitte iru yo,
kimi ga no-pan to iu koto.  (As I started to tell you earlier, the
principal knows you've been running around without your panties)."

   "Dakara nani?  Oshiri ni pen?  (What are you going to do?  Spank me?)"
She reached around, and threatened to lift up her skirt at the back
flashing her bum to the whole cafe.  I held my breath, but ultimately, she
just let the skirt fall back down.  "Tonikaku, katai koto wo iwanai de yo.
Watashitachi wa nakama deshou (Oh, don't be so serious.  The three of us
are all the same, aren't we?)"

   I drew back, a bit frightened by what she might mean.

   "Iya, iya, betsu ni fukai imi wa nai yo.  Datte, kou iu no ga suki
deshou (Oh, I didn't mean anything by that.  It's just that you like this
sort of thing, don't you?)"

   I looked over at Ai, who was just sitting there calmly sipping on her
tea.  I felt a bit trapped, but as far as I could tell, Asuka was just
trying to get me to forget about the principal.  I decided to change the
subject.

   "Maa, tonikaku, nani wo kiite itakke.  Amerika nee?  Iya, nihon to
chigau to ieba chigau darou (Well, anyway, what were you asking?  Oh, the
U.S.  I guess you could say it's not quite the same as Japan)."

   "Tatoeba Ai-chan mitai na ko wa inai deshou (I bet they don't have
anyone there like Ai)." Asuka gave me a big knowing smile.  Ai immediately
reached past me to swat Asuka on the shoulder, but as she did, her legs
spread apart.  Before anyone below caught a glimpse of her pussy, I quickly
grabbed her thigh, and pulled her legs back closed.  My heart was pounding
away, and the feeling of her soft flesh though gave another shot of energy
to my stiffening willy.  I withdrew my hand, and Ai shyly fixed her skirt.

   "Nee, kimitachi ii kanji deshou (See!  The two of you make a great
couple)," Asuka quipped.  "Doushite Amerika ni kaeranakya ikenai no?  (What
do you want to go back to the States for anyway?)"

   I looked over at Ai, who was gazing down sadly into her cup of tea.  I
didn't know what to say, what to tell her.  I'd thought of staying, but
somehow it just didn't seem like the right thing to do.  I liked Ai.  I
liked her very much.  But somehow...

   "Maa, maa, kangaetoite yo.  Watashitachi kaeranakya.  Jaa ne.  (Anyway,
think about it.  We have to get going.  See you)." Asuka drained her cup,
and then started moving toward the door.  Ai stood up as well, and backed
away.  Just as I thought they were going to leave, Asuka ran back, and gave
me a kiss on the cheek.

   "Bodigaado arigatou (Thanks for being our bodyguard)." She flipped her
skirt up brazenly flashing the bustling crowd outside with her nicely
trimmed bush, and then ran off down the escalator.  I stared out at the
crowd wondering if anyone had seen her, but no one seemed to have noticed,
thank god.  I continued to look down waiting, but I didn't see the two of
them come out of the building.  They must have gone off to a washroom
somewhere to put their panties back on.  Of all the crazy stunts!  I rubbed
my cheek where Asuka had kissed me.  Japan was a strange place indeed.

   To be continued

   Don Gordon My web page: /~DonGordon/ My ftp site:
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