Author: Honey Moon Title: Sheryl Goes Too Far Keywords: Fg, lesbian, first, toys, romance Summary: A young teacher on vacation makes a mistake that could ruin her life. She falls madly head over heels in love with a Japanese girl just old enough to be one of her students! Sheryl Goes Too Far by Honey Moon My two-week summer vacation found me relaxing poolside. I should have been working on my lesson plan for the coming school year, but that could wait. All I was interested in working on was my tan. A teacher's salary doesn't give you much to plan a real vacation with, but I'm better off then most. When my mother passed away six years ago, she left careful instructions with her lawyer. I smiled thinking about her final flare of the dramatic. On my twentieth birthday, I inherited her uptown condo. There was even a small trust to pay for association fees and utilities. Because of this, I actually had enough saved for a nice little trip. This year though, I came up with a novel plan. I booked a room at the Omni. For two whole weeks I was living it up as Miss Rich Bitch. This had to be the best vacation I ever had. All the fun of being pampered by a fine five star hotel, without actually having to leave the city! Best of all, it got me away from all the noise back home. Some asshole decided the penthouse wasn't to their liking. It was taking the workers weeks to gut the place! As I said, I was working on my tan. I knew I looked damn good too. The guys around the pool couldn't keep their eyes off of me. That was fine by me. They could stare at my breasts all they wanted. They could even dream about getting me out of my bikini bottoms, and slipping their damn cocks into me. Dreams were all they would get. My dreams were just a little different. I've known something about myself since high school. My few romps in the back seats of cars only taught me that guys had nothing I really wanted or needed. I'm a lesbian. I also have very refined tastes. Right now the view from where I sat was lovely! You should see how many pretty little girls were vacationing with their families. I can't think of anything more beautiful then a twelve-year-old girl, just at the start of her journey towards womanhood. One such girl had captured my complete attention. Oh god, she was pretty! A petite little Japanese doll. Her long gleaming black hair was nearly down to her waist. My fingers itched to run through that dark silk. Watching her tuck all that wonderful hair into a swim cap was a delightful torment. The bright yellow one-piece suit she wore hugged her budding figure lovingly. The gentle swell of her hips and bottom took my breath away. Her breasts were just beginning to bud. I hoped deep in my heart that she wouldn't develop very big ones. She was perfect as she was. Her obvious happiness, and the cool breeze off of the water had left its mark. My lovely angel's nipples were erect. I could see them clearly from where I sat. My heart pounded as I imagined closing my lips around them. I placed her at about twelve years old. If she were living here, she would be just the right age to be in my classroom. My angel was a mermaid! She dove with perfect form. There was hardly a splash as she cut through the water like a knife. Damn, she was fast! If she went to my school, she'd be the star of the swim team! I caught myself just in time. I nearly yelled at the other swimmers to get out of her way. Couldn't they see this wasn't just playtime for her? She was like a dolphin as she twisted and dodged. Her lithe body never came close to colliding with the other swimmers. It was so exciting to see her outclass them all! After a few laps, my mermaid pulled herself from the water with a practiced fluid movement. She glistened as the water cascaded from her body. I watched as the darling girl pulled off her bright pink swim cap. She seemed dismayed at her hair being wet even after being protected. I couldn't help smiling at how cute she looked. Oh! She saw me! She smiled back, and my heart nearly melted. How could I ever think of such a lovely creature as only pretty? The beauty of her smiling face burned its way forever into my soul. She turned to walk away. That was when some beastly little boy decided to run across the deck of the pool. The little shit bumped into my lovely swimmer, and down she went. I jumped off my lounge and shrugged into my robe. I was at her side in an instant. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" "I, I think so." She said quietly. "I scraped my knee." Her voice was a delight. Her English was very nearly perfect, with a lovely accent that spoke of her homeland. "I, I'm bleeding." She looked at her knee, and started to cry. "Sweetheart, it's okay!" A couple of small droplets colored her kneecap. There was no real damage at all, thank god. I took her arm to help her up. I felt an almost spark of electricity, as my fingers touched her flawless skin. "Let's go upstairs so I can clean you up." "I'm sorry." My little angel looked up at me. Her tears shining like jewels. "I do not like blood. I, uh, it makes me squeem." "Squeamish?" I asked. "Yes!" She smiled softly. "English is hard work. I practice. No, I AM practicing." "Your English is wonderful! I think it's better then most American kids your age." I held her hand as we walked towards the hotel. "What's your name, honey?" "Sasahara Sakura." She gave her family name first. My heart fluttered joyfully. This was all like a dream! "I am very pleased to know you." "Sakura, what a lovely name!" I gave her hand a friendly squeeze. "My name is Sheryl, and I'm very pleased to know you too!" "Sheryl? Sheryl." She said it a few times, getting used to the pronunciation. It sounded like poetry to my ears! "Sheryl is a nice name too." "Did you leave anything here, Sakura?" I asked as we passed the lifeguard chair. The asshole didn't even react to the kid running, and knocking Sakura down. He was far to busy titty watching. I had to resist the urge to flip him the finger. Sakura pulled me towards a group of empty chairs. "I have clothes here." She said quietly. "Can we get them?' "Oh course, honey!" We stopped, and my angel picked up a neatly folded tee shirt and shorts. My heart thumped. No panties! She seemed to read my mind, and smiled sheepishly. "I wear them over the swimming suit. I was to put them back on when I dry." "That's a good idea. After I clean your knee, you can get dressed, okay sweetheart?" "Thank you, Sheryl. I am sorry to be such a bother." The elevator doors closed, and we began our trip up to the tenth floor. I had to fight the need to take her in my arms. "Where are your parents, Sakura?" "Mother is at her meeting." She smiled happily just thinking about her. "I was going to wait by the swimming pool for her to return." Sakura waved her shit and shorts at me. "I forgot card key and money." She said with a giggle. "Hotel people know mother, but if I tell I forgot, mother will say I am careless." I couldn't help grinning. She was going to hide her forgetfulness from her mother. I did stuff like that all the time when I was her age. "When is she coming back?' I asked, as I fought to keep calm. "Not for some hours." She thought a bit. "Six of the clock. Maybe a little after." Oh God! It was only noon! Could this possibly be happening? Was I having a delightful dream? "Why don't you take a shower in my room." I found myself asking. "You can stay with me until your mother returns." "I could not do that. I would not want to bother you." "Oh honey, it wouldn't be a bother at all." If I could just get her to stay, maybe, maybe all my dreams would come true! "I'll order us up lunch. I don't like eating alone. You'd be doing me a great favor just by joining me." She looked up at me, and I was almost lost in those soulful brown eyes. "I would like to have lunch with you, Sheryl." She giggled. "I would also like to wash off smelly pool water." "Then it's all settled." My heart raced, but I somehow kept my voice level and calm. The doors opened, and we stepped out into the hall. "Down this way, honey." I fumbled in my robe pocket, and pulled out my card key. "For a second there, I thought I forgot mine too!" I keyed the door, and we stepped inside. "Now go get cleaned up sweetheart, then I'll look at your knee." "I can wait for you to go bathing first, Sheryl." Something in my mind clicked. Bathing? Sakura was Japanese! They had public baths there. Would she be accustomed to bathing WITH someone? I decided to take a risk. "This is one of the hotel's best suites. The tub is huge. Why don't we bathe together? That way nobody has to wait." She gave a quick little nod. "Hai!" Did I dare hope? "Oh! I am sorry. Yes. Thank you, Sheryl." "Let me go draw our bath." I forced myself to walk slowly. My first impulse was to run for the tub! Even if nothing else happened, this day would forever be one of the best in my life! Sakura joined me as the tub filled with warm water. "Sheryl, I, um," she blushed prettily. "I must make water." "Go ahead, sweetheart. I'll wait outside." I left the bathroom, and leaned against the closed door. I heard her tinkle! I listened to the happy little sound of her water landing in the toilet. I would have given anything to be able to watch! I hastily moved when I heard the sound of the flush. I tapped the door. "I'm coming in now, Sakura." I stepped in, and nearly whimpered in delight. My lovely little mermaid was naked! She was gorgeous! Her flawless skin looked so smooth and alive! My fingers trembled with the need to touch. "Why don't you get in the tub, honey?" I managed to say. "I'll join you in a moment." I pulled myself together best as I could. My eyes were locked on my young guest, as I slowly untied the top of my bikini. She was so graceful as she crossed the floor. She had the look of a fairy princess. My mind spun. I had visions of her dancing ballet for me. She would be nude, under the light of a full moon. Sakura eased herself into the warm water. She was watching me. I felt a flutter deep inside. She was staring at my breasts. "Sheryl is big." She said rather wistfully. "I will never be big like American girls." "Oh honey, that's a silly thing to say." I slipped off my bottoms, and hurried to the side of the tub. "You're still growing. Even if your breasts aren't going to be big, you're still a very beautiful girl!" I stepped into the tub, and settled down with her. "You have a swimmer's body. You like swimming, don't you?" "Oh yes!" Her face lit up joyfully. "I love to be swimming! I want to be Olympic swimmer some day." I grinned back at her. "Do you think you'd swim as fast, if you had these?" I put my hands under my breasts, and gave them a little shake. She looked startled, but then erupted into a fit of giggles. "No, no, no! I would slow down!" She blushed. "If I got tired, I wouldn't sink!" "See then?" I dared to reach out and tap my finger against her nose. "Isn't it better to just be you? Especially if the you I see is a very beautiful charming girl?" "Wakari-masita. Doumo arigatou gozai-masu." She positively beamed at me! I didn't understand the words, but they sounded so lovely. They seemed so sincere and heartfelt, too. "Thank you. Sheryl. I will remember that! You say things like mother." "Then your mother must be a very nice person, Sakura!" That brought another giggle. "Mother is very nice. So is Sheryl." "So is Sakura." I pick up the hand held showerhead. "Let me help wash that gorgeous hair of yours, sweetheart." "I like your short hair." She said happily, as I started rinsing her dark silk. "Red is a nice color. You look like you are in anime." "Red hair, big boobies. Yup, that sounds like anime all right!" "Boobies?" light dawned in her eyes. I thought she'd slip down and drown she was laughing so hard. "Boobies mean breasts! English is funny!" "English can be funny, sometimes. I teach it, so I should know." I poured a nice dollop of shampoo into my palm, and started carefully working into her hair. "I wish you were my sensei." It broke my heart that I couldn't. "Mother and Patricia started teaching me last year." She said with a fond smile. "I still need more words to make English better." "Honey, you're doing great now!" I started to massage my fingers against her scalp. Her eyes slowly closed. She was enjoying it. My little angel was enjoying the sensual feel of my fingers against her. If I only dared do more! "Your pronunciation is wonderful, and you have the voice of an angel!" My words brought a flush to her lovely face. She was embarrassed, but quite pleased too. "Sheryl is kind!" I picked up the showerhead again. Working carefully, I rinsed the thick suds from her hair. 'There! All clean. Now lets finish washing, okay sweetheart?" "Yes Sheryl. That is okay." We washed. It was innocent and fun, but I ached for more. Every time I touched her warm wet skin, I had to force myself to hold back. This girl was far too special. I didn't want to do anything to cause her harm. Brushing her hair was a pure delight. I had her sitting at the vanity, and watched her every movement in the mirror. We were both still nude. I don't think the image of her beautiful body will ever leave my soul. She looked concerned though. Something was beginning to bother her. "What are you thinking about, honey?" I hoped I hadn't slipped up. I was being very careful not to. "Sheryl, in the bath, I, I had feelings." She spoke quietly, a look of worry on her face. "What feelings, Sakura?' "When Sheryl, when you wash my hair, I had the feelings." She took a deep breath. "Sometimes at night, I, I touch." The brush slipped from my fingers, and landed silently on the thick carpeting. I couldn't stop myself from asking. 'Touch what, sweetheart?" "Touch between legs." She grew quite flustered. "Washing hair made feelings like I wanted to touch there." Oh my God! My hands were shaking, and my legs felt weak. "Sweetheart, w-what do you think about, when you touch yourself?" "Meiboukoushi." She whispered. "Pretty, smiling ladies." "Sakura, do, do you think I'm pretty?" "Yes!" she whimpered. "Sheryl is very pretty!" She got up. "I go now, okay? I bother you. I will go back to wait for mother!" 'Sweetheart, it's alright!" I felt like I was receiving an incredible gift! "I think about pretty ladies too. I placed a hand gently on her shoulder. "I think about pretty girls like Sakura, most of all." Her eyes opened wide. "You do?" My heart was racing. "Sakura, would you like me to kiss you?" She looked at me for a long moment. Her beautiful brown eyes once again drew me in. "Hai." She breathed. "Yes. I would like Sheryl to kiss." I leaned closely, moving slowly. I wanted to give her every chance to change her mind. She didn't! The sweet little thing closed her eyes, and let out a soft moan. Our lips touched, and I found heaven. She was so soft and delicate. Oh what a little devil I found! My angel was an explorer. The tip of her tongue slipped gently between my lips! "Oh honey, that was very nice." I said softly when we finally parted. Her hand came up, and brushed lightly over my breasts. "Kiss too?" she blinked her eyes, and started over. "May I kiss you here too?" My angel wanted to make sure I understood her! "That would be lovely, honey." The warmth of her mouth against my skin was a delight. Sakura rained tiny kisses all over my breasts. I couldn't help moaning when her soft lips closed over an engorged nipple. She looked up at me, with such a look of joy on her face. "Sakura likes kissing Sheryl!" I took her hand. "Please Sakura, come with me to the bed. I want to love you, if you'll let me." "I let!" she said breathlessly. "I want to know! I want Sheryl to show how to love!" "Oh honey!" My heart swelled. "There is nothing in this whole wide world I want more then loving you!" Hand in hand we went to the bed. I helped her on, and then spent a moment just gazing at her. My angel's beauty made me ache with desire. Her skin was the color of caramel. You could plainly see the outline of her swimsuit, where it protected her from the sun. Her shimmering black hair spilled out over the pillow. Her eyes sparkled. I could see her soul in those gorgeous brown eyes! My hand went out, and I dared touch this lovely vision. She shivered as I ran my fingers slowly up her arm. Her skin was so smooth and perfect! The muscles beneath were toned and firm from hours of work in the pool. "Beautiful." I whispered, as if speaking aloud would make this wonderful vision fade from my view. "Oh how beautiful you are!" "Thank you Sheryl." She said softly. You should have seen the look of delight in her eyes. It wasn't vanity. I think my lovely angel was just honestly pleased that I took such pleasure in seeing her body. My hands moved again. The gentle swell of her budding breasts warmed my trembling fingertips. My darling Sakura moaned. Her nipples were firm and erect. I touched them, and she shuddered. "Now I will kiss here." I breathed, as I leaned over her. I took a perfect nipple between my lips, and Sakura whimpered. Her hands cradled my head, as I gently sucked. "Good! Sheryl kisses good!" I looked up just as her breathing began to grow uneven. "Sakura love, would you like me to teach you a very special kiss?" "What kind of kiss, Sheryl?" "The most beautiful and loving kiss that one woman can give another." I smiled, trying to encourage her. "Would you like me to show that kiss to you?" "Oh yes! Yes, yes, yes!" "Okay sweetheart. Spread your legs." I ran my fingers along her legs as she hurried to do as I said. "Just relax honey. I'm going to make you feel really good!" I couldn't help staring between those lovely legs. Sakura's pretty little pussy looked so inviting! Puberty had left its mark. She had the cutest little tuft of a bush I had ever seen! My angel squirmed delightfully when I stroked her 'kitty'. "Are you ready for the special kiss?" I asked breathlessly. I sure as hell was ready to give it to her! Her eyes were wide as she looked at me. She knew what was coming! She knew, and welcomed it! "I am ready Sheryl! Please, give the special kiss!" I started slowly. "I'm not going to rush you, sweetheart. I want you enjoy this!" I bent, and kissed her tummy. Sakura's giggles were like tiny silver bells to my ears. Then I flicked my tongue into her belly button. Her giggles turned into happy little gasps. The taste of her skin excited my soul. I kissed and licked my way downward. Her scent drove me insane! I wanted to plunge my tongue into her center, but managed to hold off a little more. This was her time. I wanted it to be perfect for her! I pursed my lips, and gently blew against her. Silky hair stirred. I moved. My lips came so close to her warmth. I pulled back. Sakura moaned in dismay. She whimpered when I started to lick the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. "Sheryl! Please? Kiss now!" Her voice was so low, I could hardly hear as she begged for release. "I want kiss! Please? Sheryl please kiss Sakura there?" She started thrusting her hips up at me. "Now! Now! Do now!" "Sakura love, of course I'll kiss you there!" My heart wouldn't let me tease her any more. I put my hands on her thighs, and pushed her back to the bed. We both moaned when my lips touched hers. The warm and silky taste of heaven forever etched itself upon my soul. I ran my tongue over those beautiful pouting lips. She really liked that! I had to hold my little angel down! When my questing tongue caressed the treasure of her clitoris, my darling girl started to tremble. "Sheryl, Sheryl! That is good! That feels so good!" Sakura cried out. I felt such joy just knowing I was pleasing this beautiful girl. Her voice rose in pitch. "Yes! Oh Sheryl! I do soon! I, I make organism real soon!" Organism? I felt myself smiling into her lovely sex, as my tongue worked hard at bringing her body to the very peak of pleasure. It was getting harder to hold her still. Sakura was bucking wildly against me. When she started to make little mewling noises, I knew her time was at hand. I lashed the tip of my tongue against her perfect little jewel. I kept right on fluttering my tongue, as her body was overcome. She grabbed my head. Sakura pushed my face firmer against her body. I can honestly say I took as much pleasure from that climax as my little angel did. It filled my heart with happiness just knowing I made her feel so good. I reluctantly moved my head from between her beautiful swimmer's legs. The afterglow of her climax made her even lovelier! "Did you like that, sweetheart? I surely liked what I was doing!" "Sheryl, I like so much!" She giggled. "I will try harder. I liked that so much. It was better then when I dream!" She made an unmistakable wiggling motion with her index finger. "It was so much better then when I touch!" She paused for a moment. "Sheryl didn't have organism." "That's okay honey. It was my pleasure to help you. I don't mind." "Sakura minds!" She shook her head. "I mind. You are so nice. I want to help now. I want to make organism for Sheryl!" I didn't have the heart to correct her mispronunciation. It sounded so cute! "Okay sweetheart. You can use your fingers if you like. I don't want you to do anything you aren't ready for." "No!" My angel had a strong will! "I will taste! I will kiss Sheryl!" My heart thumped. That was what I wanted! "If you really want to, honey. I don't want to force you." She pushed me down onto the bed, and took a good long look between my legs. The beautiful little angel smiled shyly. "Pretty!" she said softly. "Pretty vagina!" She seemed proud to known the proper word. "I will kiss Sheryl on the pretty vagina now!" I longed for this. I ached for this! Her long hair swept softly over me, as she bent closer. I wanted to see! My hand shook as I lifted the soft silk out of the way. Sakura hesitated a moment. Her lips were so close that I could feel her every breath against my wetness. Oh god! She did it! The heavenly child put her lips to my labia, and kissed me! She didn't stop there. She was unsure of herself, and more then a little timid, but Sakura began to gently lap at me. She didn't have any experience, but her determination to please me more then made up for that. She grew bolder. Oh my! Her tongue was rather long! She darted it into me, and I gasped from the wonderful sensations. My body trembled and shook. "You're doing so good, baby. Please keep going just like that!" My hands moved through her silken hair, as my angel continued to use her wonderful tongue against my pussy. It was all I could do to keep from wrapping my legs around her, and pinning her face between them! "Oh god baby! Just exactly like that! Just like that! Oh god! Don't stop!" I was right at the abyss. The darling wonderful child pushed me over! I was dimly aware of screaming and panting. For a moment I didn't even know I was the one making all the noise! The power of my release was frightening! This innocent child gave me the biggest climax of my life! She kept going, and so did I! My body was wracked by wave after wave of pleasure. Sakura looked up at me, eyes sparkling. She wiped her shining lips with the back of her hand and then started to giggle. "Did Sheryl think that was good?" "Sheryl thought that was the best!" I said as I tried to calm my heart. My angel seemed quite pleased as I praised her. "Sweetheart, I have something else to teach you." I reached for the nightstand and pulled open the drawer. "Would you like me to use this and give you another organism, uh, orgasm?" I held up the shiny pink device for her to see. It was just a little something I ordered from the Carol Wright catalog. The eight inch long probe was called the "Ultimate Touch". The slender shaft was capped with a vibrating egg shaped ovoid. I clicked it on. "It won't hurt you. I promise." I gently touched the buzzing toy to one of her perfect nipples. "Oh! Sheryl! That is nice!" "Just lay still honey. Let me do all the work now." I slowly traced the smooth plastic over her beautiful skin. Sakura whimpered and gasped, when I finally touched her engorged little clitty. "Relax baby girl. Just relax. I began to work the vibrating egg between her damp lips. "Sheryl, no inside!" she gasped. "No! I, I no touch in there!" I couldn't stop myself. This beautiful innocent angel set my soul aflame. I couldn't leave her deflowering to some pimple-faced shit with his filthy cock! I held the probe still. The egg was lodged between her folds, while the shaft was resting lightly against her clitoris. "Please sweetheart, just relax for me. Doesn't this feel good? Just let go. Let the feelings wash over you." "Sheryl! I, I untouched! I not broken!" she gasped and moaned, but the lovely thing made absolutely no move to stop me! "I know you're a virgin, sweetheart. I'm being very careful." I stroked the fingers of my free hand lightly over her tummy and breasts. I could see the arousal growing in her brown eyes, pushing away the fear. "See? It feels so good now, doesn't it? Do you want me to stop?" She lay still for a long moment. Finally, she shook her head. "Sheryl, just, just little more! Please? No inside. Just, just make Sakura organism!" "Okay sweetheart. I'll just hold it like this until you feel really good. How's that?" She sighed, and closed her eyes. "Thank you! Sheryl it feels very nice! I like, uh, the sound the, noise." She imitated the vibrator's buzz. "That is what feels nice!" Her breathing was getting heavier, and I watched as her delicate hands gripped the sheets in tight fists. My beautiful little love was getting so close! "Let it go, sweetness! Let yourself feel good!" I watched as her body started to quiver. The time was almost right! Her eyes shot open. She suddenly knew what was going to happen. "Sheryl, no!" "Yes honey! Please let me do this!" I changed the angle of the probe, and started vigorously massaging her clit with the tip of my index finger. "Cum for me, baby! Just let yourself enjoy the feelings!" She whimpered and moaned, but still did nothing to stop me. In the end, we worked together. Her climax hit, and her hips rose from the bed. That was the thing I was waiting for! The egg shaped tip of the probe started to slide into her. I felt her body's resistance. With a swift movement of my wrist, I forever took away her virginity. "Good girl!" I whispered softly, as she cried out. "That's it. You did so good!" I had a moment of worry while listening to her breathing return to normal. "Sheryl was bad.' She finally whispered. My angel looked up at me. My fears eased as she smiled shyly. "Sheryl was also wonderful. I forgive Sheryl!" She giggled. "I feared for no reason. That did not hurt." She sat up, and hugged me tight. "Thank you, Sheryl!" "Thank you, sweetheart." I hastily distracted her with a kiss. Easing the toy from her body, I lifted it behind her head and stole a quick glance. Shit! There wasn't much, but you could plainly see a couple little streaks of red on the pink plastic. I didn't want my little angel to see that and grow squeamish and upset. When our lips parted, I quickly shoved the still buzzing egg into my mouth. My whole body shivered as I consumed her virgin's blood. "You are a yummy young lady." I said while putting down the cleaned toy. "Thank you Sheryl!" Her eyes looked sad for a moment. "I will not see you again." She stated simply. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry. Much as I want to, the distance will be too great." I sighed. "I wish I could see you every day. Vacations always come to an end, though." She had tears in her eyes, and my heart just broke. "I will miss Sheryl." I climbed out of bed, and grabbed a sheet of hotel stationary. "Do you have a computer? Here is my email address." She took the paper, and looked a little happier. "I will write Sheryl every day." She sat up proudly. "I know how to write with some English. I will get better, so I can write more emails to you!" I started helping her to dress. "I know you will, honey. I look forward to reading them." My stomach grumbled, and Sakura giggled. "Oh, excuse me! I bet you're hungry too, sweetheart. Would you like to have lunch now? We could go down to one of the restaurants while we wait for your mother." "That is good." She fidgeted and looked a little unsure. "Sheryl, is no panties right?" "You look fine, sweetheart." Nobody would notice my angel's lack of undergarments, but the knowledge gave me a very special little thrill. I packed her still damp swimsuit into a plastic bag. "Where should we go? I'll take you to any restaurant you'd like." "Sheryl, thank you for lunch." Sakura smiled at me, and ate another French fry. I would have taken her anywhere, but my adorable little angel wanted McDonalds. "This has been a good happy day for me." "Sakura, this has been a very good, very happy day for me!" I wanted to kiss her, but we were in public. I settled for patting her hand. "I'm so glad I met you." As we walked back to the hotel, she slipped her hand into mine. It felt so right! "Sheryl, I want to say something." She pulled my arm, so I leaned closer to her. "I love Sheryl!" My angel kissed my cheek, and then ran into the hotel's busy lobby. That was when I realized I had made a terrible mistake. How could I have been so damn stupid? When that little angel boarded the plane and returned home, she would be taking a part of my soul with her! Days passed. Weeks passed. My longing for my very special friend only grew. Every day I checked my email. Nothing! Oh god! I could kick myself! I didn't get an address from her. What if she lost mine? I felt so ashamed as I cried over missing a little girl. I had to snap out of this! School started in a few days. Maybe seeing all those lovely girls at the "Peachtree Academy for Young Women" would cheer me up. I decided I needed a run. I stepped into the hallway. The silence was soothing. At least the construction was finished. I still couldn't get over that. The original work had been finished while I was on my little vacation. No sooner did I get home, then the work started all over again! It would seem that some rich asshole bought out another rich asshole! The second asshole had the place gutted all over again! I rode the elevator down to the lobby. For the first time in my life, I wished I really were rich like that. If I had the money, I could move to Japan. I'd live right next door to Sakura. I'd love that darling angel ever day and night! "I'm such a fool!" I told the empty elevator. I'd never laugh again when people spoke of love at first sight! The doors opened, and I stepped out. I only made it a few feet when something remarkable happened. I heard a scream, and nearly was knocked off my feet. Someone had actually thrown herself against me! "My friend! My friend Sheryl! My Friend Sheryl!" "Sakura? Oh my God! What are you doing here?" I wanted to kiss her and hold her tight. We weren't alone though. A Japanese woman dressed in a stunning business suit was glaring at me. Her eyes drilled through to my soul. The resemblance was remarkable. "Um, Hello. You must be Sakura's mother." The woman smiled. Was I mistaken? Her expression was so loving, as she gazed at the young girl at my side. "Yes. This little one is my daughter." She bowed, and then extended her hand. "My name is Sasahara Miyuki. It is obvious you have already met Sakura." "Well yes. I've seen her swimming at the hotel last month. She's very good." I took her hand. My name is Sheryl Newman. I'm glad to meet you. Miyuki." "Miss Sasahara will do, Miss Newman." The hand in mine suddenly gave a brief, but painfully hard squeeze. Sakura couldn't have said something to her mother, could she? My heart was racing. This businesswoman was starting to frighten me. Businesswoman? Sasahara? Oh my god! Was she involved with "Sasahara Heavy Industries"? They just built a huge assembly plant right on the outskirts of town! "Sakura, Miss Newman and I will have tea." Sakura looked thoughtful. A smile soon lit up her lovely face. "Mother, does this mean I am permitted?" The look of love was unmistakable. "Yes, you may walk to the library by yourself. I am certain that you know the way now." "Thank you, mother!" The little angel turned and smiled at me. "Bye, Sheryl. I will visit with you later!" "Perhaps not." Mother said quietly to me, as daughter raced happily away. "Come. You and I must have a visit right now." "Maybe later. I was about to go for my run now." "Your run can wait!" she snapped. "Come with me this instant." I was starting to shake, as we boarded the private elevator to the penthouse. "What's this all about?" I asked in a surprisingly steady voice. "Silence. I will tell you when it is safe to speak." What was going on? Sakura couldn't have told! She acted perfectly natural. If she told, would she say she would visit me, right in front of her mother? The elevator stopped one floor above my own condo. We passed through a small antechamber before entering the Sasahara residence. I was stunned. My condo was one of six units on the floor below. Sakura and her mother had all that space for their own use! I watched as Miss Sasahara took a small electronic device and waved it slowly around the room. "May I speak now?" I asked quietly, when she seemed to be finished. "No, but I will speak." Her eyes flashed like sharpened steel. "I have many connections I use while running my business ventures." Her eyes never left mine. "If you were a man, I would have simply had you killed." My insides suddenly turned to ice. "W-What are you talking about?" "Do not play games, Miss Newman. The day my daughter spoke of meeting the lovely American lady, was also the day she lost her innocence." "I don't have to listen to this!" I said with a quaver in my voice. "I'm leaving!" "The door is locked. You will stay." "Fine! Don't blame me for anything though. Especially something you couldn't possibly guess at, like your daughter's innocence!" "Not guess at?" she laughed without humor. "I know my daughter's every move and mannerism. On that day, my little Sakura had the walk of someone freshly plucked." "It wasn't because of me!" I shouted. "I am not a fool. Do not make things worse with a lie." Her voice never rose above conversational levels, but her tone chilled my blood. "I've had you most thoroughly investigated, Miss Newman." She opened her briefcase, and threw a stack of papers at me. My heart stopped. I knew what they were in a flash. She got into my computer somehow! Oh dear God! My life was over! "Explain to me about the story "Little Girl Lust"? Tell me about the hundreds of photographs of young women. By your American laws, those photographs are illegal." "Those, those mean nothing!" She held up a final few sheets. "Tell me about this unfinished work. "The Teacher and the Mermaid" This document was being written by someone on your computer. This document is obviously about you and my daughter." I felt sick in my soul. I deleted that! I know I did! I wrote a few pages, masturbated, then deleted it out of embarrassment. "Someone, someone must have emailed it! It must have been planted there." I stammered. "I w-wouldn't write smut like that!" "Then tell me this, Miss Newman! Why has my daughter been so quiet and withdrawn since meeting you? Why does my good little girl cry out your name in obvious passion late at night? Why would my baby think about you, while masturbating?" "I didn't hurt her!" I screamed. "I swear it! I didn't do her any harm!" "That may or may not be true." There was a knock at the door. "That is good. I made a phone call while waiting for you to come out of the elevator. Since you are a woman, I decided to stay within the laws of your country." "Please no!" Tears ran freely down my cheeks, as a beautiful young woman walked through the door. Her short blonde hair, cheap suit, dark sunglasses, and an earphone in one ear all added up to one thing. God help me! She called the F.B.I.! My life was over! I had only one chance to salvage anything out of this nightmare! "I confess!" I screamed. My legs gave out. I dropped to my knees and pleaded. "I seduced a little girl! I, I had sex with her! I'll sign a statement! I'll give a videotaped deposition. Just do one little thing for me! Don't drag Sakura into court!" I wrapped my arms around Miss Sasahara's legs as I sobbed. "You're powerful! You know if I confess, there doesn't need to be a trial! I swear I didn't hurt her! We made beautiful love! I'm begging you! Don't ruin that memory for her! Tell her I had to leave the country. Tell her I died. Please don't make her have to sit through a trial. Don't let her think she did something bad and wrong! Don't make her think of me as a monster!" "If you confess," she said quietly, "you will be jailed for many years." "I don't care! I can't let Sakura be hurt because of me! I couldn't live with myself if I caused her harm!" My whole body shook as I sobbed uncontrollably. "Hush now." Miss Sasahara waved the woman away. "I had to know. That woman is my driver, bodyguard, and yes, my companion. Nothing said in this household will ever be repeated." She gracefully sank to her knees, and held me like a baby. "You are safe, Sheryl. I had to see with my own eyes. You love my Sakura, don't you?" I nodded weakly. "Y-yes, Miss Sasahara. I love Sakura with all my heart!" She smiled kindly. "You may call me Miyuki, Sheryl. Now dry your eyes. Our Sakura could return at any moment. Would you like her to see you this upset?" My mind was in s swirl of confusion. I looked over at the woman by the door, and shivered. "Miss, uh, Miyuki? What about her? Is, is it really safe?" My hostess laughed. This time the sound was warm and full of life. "Patricia, please tell our guest when we first met." "Yes, ma'am. It was almost fifteen years ago, when daddy became your bodyguard and I moved with him to Japan. He had his heart set on me growing up Japanese." She giggled. "I guess the lessons never took!" Was this really happening? "Um, Patricia, uh, how old are you?" "Twenty-six, Miss Newman." I felt a sudden peace in my heart. "Miyuki, what are you telling me?" "Patricia, please go change into something more becoming. Then you may see if Sakura is on her way." She paused a moment. "You may also speak freely in front of Sheryl." The young woman took off her sunglasses and smiled. She was Japanese too. I hadn't noticed due to the glasses and what was now obviously a very good dye job. "Thanks Miyuki! Jeez, I can't wait to get out of this suit!" She headed for the door. "Miss Newman, I'd never tell a soul a thing. I promise!" Miyuki watched her friend leave, before speaking again. "Patricia's father lost his life while saving mine, just a few months after I hired him. Patricia had no one to turn to, so of course I let her stay." My beautiful hostess blushed as she remembered. "The poor thing had nightmares for weeks. I took her into my bed to quiet her fears. We've shared a bed ever since. So you see? Patricia would never report you. Reporting you would be reporting me. I love Patricia, and I'm happy to say that she loves me. That is why I know you are safe." I had to ask. "Sakura. If you two love each other, then how did you end up with a daughter?" "I made a wonderful discovery four years after Ataru died. I still do not know how it came to pass, but he had samples of his semen frozen at a sperm bank here in the United States. He was an athletic, highly intelligent, and good-looking man. My belief is that money was tight, and he sold his desirable seed to raise funds to feed his daughter. I paid a fortune to secure those samples. Patricia used her own father's precious DNA to impregnate me." "I understand. That way it's as if Sakura is Patricia's daughter too, isn't it?" Her smile was joyous. "That is our belief. We have kept this knowledge from her. We both feared it would upset her if she knew." There was a small gasp. We both turned, and there was Sakura! "Mother? You, you did this thing?" Patricia walked into the room. She now wore a simple white blouse, with knee length navy skirt. It looked almost like a uniform. "What's wrong?" she asked when the tension in the room made her stop cold in her tracks. All eyes were on Sakura. "Patricia, you are my sister?" Slowly, a bewitching smile spread over her face. "My pretending is real! Patricia IS my big sister!" The now joyous angel ran and grabbed Patricia's hand. She dragged the bemused woman towards me. "Sheryl, this is Patricia! She is my sister, and even father! Patricia, this is Sheryl, my, my GIRLFRIEND!" Patricia grinned at me, while taking my hand. "Hello Sheryl." She laughed. "Miyuki, Sakura has great taste!" "Would a daughter of ours have anything else?" I don't know who was more embarrassed, Sakura or I. "Um, thank you. You two make a lovely couple yourself." "Thank you, Sheryl." Miyuki took her daughter's hands in hers. "My precious one. From now on there will be no more secrets in this household. Patricia is indeed my lover, just as Sheryl will be yours." "Mother?" Sakura looked radiant. "Is okay with you?" The stern mother was suddenly back. "Your English is better then that, Sakura!" "Oh!" The darling angel grinned sheepishly. "Mother, is it really okay for me to be a lover for Sheryl?" "Of course!" Miyuki thought for a moment. "I am trusting you both to use caution. You are only to be lovers in this household, or in Sheryl's rooms below. We are secure here from intruders or prying eyes. Sheryl's rooms will be before the day is through. I will not hear of any rumors. Do you both understand?" Sakura and I took each other's hand, as we both nodded solemnly. "Good! I am not being harsh on you. Sheryl knows this is something that must be." That I surely did! If one little word got out about my relationship with this lovely little angel, then the possible future Miyuki showed me a glimpse of would most certainly come to pass! "Miyuki, we could use rumors to their advantage." Patricia said thoughtfully. Sakura's mother thought it over. "That would depend on the rumor planted. I will give it serious thought. I looked out over the classroom and sighed. My little chatterbox was at it again! "Miss Sasahara! There will be plenty of time to gossip with your friends during lunch." "Oh! I am sorry, Miss Newman!" "You do know I will be telling your mother about this tonight, don't you?" "Yes Miss Newman." Sakura smiled shyly as a few of the girls giggled. "Beth! Would you like me to stop by and visit your mother too?" "No Miss Newman, but she probably would. She likes you." The petite blonde blushed, and put a hand over her mouth. "Um, I didn't mean that. Honest!" I could hardly keep a straight face! "Just open your book, and start reading. Alright?" The story had spread through the school like wildfire. All it took was one simple bit of acting. Last week Miyuki dropped us off at school on the way to an important meeting. We stood and talked by the car, as Patricia helped Sakura carry an art project into one of the school's buildings. I looked around as if to see if the coast was clear. In reality, I was making sure our witnesses were in place. Right on schedule, Honey Anderson and her friend Yuri Mizuno walked by. I took Miyuki into my arms, and gave her a passionate kiss. That was all it took! Now the whole school knew I was a lesbian. They also 'knew' that Miyuki was my lover! This had the added bonus of making Sakura very popular. Everyone felt sorry for her having a teacher come to her house so often! ----------------------------------------------------------------------- The End ----------------------------------------------------------------------- 2004-07-05