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 On My University Campus

   By Emi Tsuruta

   Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to
know more about my friends and me, drop by my home page at:
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   One of the classes I took my freshman year at Oceanview U.  was English
literature.  Not that I know much about it.  I just thought it might help
me become a better writer.  I'd be sitting in class, up on the second floor
of literature building, half-listening to the Prof go on about the novels
of James Joyce or Henry Miller.  I tried to take it all in, but sometimes
I'd get distracted.  A boy named Brad was in our class that year.  I think
he was here on some kind of athletic scholarship, so he didn't always take
the classes that seriously.  He'd grow board, and try to dunk balls of
paper into the trash.  One time he hit me with a ball, so I gestured for
him to cut it out.  He looked kind of apologetic, but soon he was at it
with the free throws again.  Maybe some girls think he's cute, but he
wasn't really my type.  In any case, I had enough boy trouble as it was.

   From up there on the second floor, I'd sometimes gaze out the window. 
Our classroom overlooks Kamiya Garden, a traditional Japanese tea and
stroll garden right on campus.  It has beautiful maple trees, a mirror-like
pond, a bridge and stone lanterns.  I hadn't been inside yet, but I'd been
meaning to go.  It did seem quite peaceful, a little oasis in the bustle of
campus.

   My boy trouble had to do with Ryosuke.  He and I had just started
getting more serious, and we'd actually made love for the first time just a
few days before.  Most couples go to a love hotel I suppose, but we had
biked to this park, and one thing kind of led to another.  It was kind of
exciting at the time, but looking back, I'd started to fear that someone
might have seen us.

   When I got home, my host mother Loretta asked,

   "Did you have a nice day?"

   I didn't know what to tell her, so I didn't even answer.

   The next day when I woke up, I felt worried, so I wore this big bulky
sweater and baggy jeans to school.  Now that I think about it, I was
probably overreacting, but at the time, I was honestly terrified.  I wanted
to hide my body, hide my face so that no one would recognize me as the same
girl from the park.

   When I got to school, things seemed normal.  I saw Ryosuke in the hall,
and he was joking with his friends the same as always.  I'd been worried
that he'd tell everyone what we had done, but everyone seemed pretty
normal. I guess he hadn't mentioned it.

   I went to class, but just to be safe, I sat in the back corner.  Usually
I sit up at the front, but I was still worried about being recognized by
someone from the park.  I tried to calm down, and concentrate on the class,
but my mind kept drifting back to what we'd done.

   I was thinking about it so much I felt hot.  I'm pretty sure my cheeks
must have been bright red.  I decided to take off my sweater.  I
accidentally pulled my blouse up with it, and Brad and some other boys
turned to look at my bare tummy.  I pulled the collar of my blouse up tight
around my neck to hide my breasts, and I folded my arms in front of me to
cover them up.  That blouse is actually pretty conservative, but I couldn't
help feeling exposed.  I was so flustered I don't think I wrote a single
word in my notebook all class.

   Afterwards, I met up with Ryosuke again.  He was jabbering away
cheerfully about some movie he wanted to see.  I don't know how he can be
so calm.  I guess he could tell I was upset.  For the next few days, we
just kind of hung around in the cafeteria, and chatted, like we used to. 
Slowly, I realized that things weren't so bad, and I began to calm down.

   One day, I came home from school, and nobody was home.  I thought it was
kind of strange because Loretta, my host mom, usually comes home pretty
early, so she's there when her kids, Brandon and Jennifer get back.  I
guessed that she must have picked them up at school, and gone out somewhere
because their car wasn't in the driveway.

   I went upstairs to my room, and took off my dress.  I lay down on my
bed, and got out a book I had bought.  It was about places to visit near
Oceanview, the town in California where I live.

   I lay there a while, leafing through the book.  The house was so quiet.
Usually when Brandon and Jennifer are home, you can hear them playing.  I
sat up, and looked out the window at our backyard.  Sometimes I can't
believe how warm it is here in California.  Here it is the middle of
winter, and there are still leaves on the trees.

   I undid my bra, and slipped out of my panties, when suddenly, I heard
the phone ringing downstairs.  Oh, that might be Ryosuke.  I grabbed a
t-shirt out of my drawer, slipped it on, and then ran downstairs to get the
phone.  Sure enough it was him.

   "Hi Emi, what are you doing?"

   "Not much.  I was just looking through this book on places to see."

   As we were talking, I looked down, and realized that my t-shirt wasn't
really long enough to cover my ...  well, you know my private places. 
There was this tuft of black hair sticking out from under the hem of my
t-shirt.  I was standing by the front window, so I began to worry that
someone might walk by, and look in.

   "Listen, Ryosuke, can I phone you back in a minute?  I just wanna go
upstairs and ..."

   "That's OK.  It'll just be a quick call.  I just wanted to ask you about
..." He kept on talking, but I was more worried about being seen.  I
noticed these people going by on the street outside.  I quickly backed up
into the kitchen to hide.  I began to feel like I had the other day in the
park, sort of this tingly feeling all over.  My host family could come home
any second, and here I was standing half naked in our kitchen.

   "So what do you think?" he finally asked.

   "Oh, sorry.  Listen, can I call you back?" I peered out the back window,
hoping there wasn't anyone out there.

   "Naw, c'mon, Emi.  It'll be fun.  Everyone will be there."

   I sat down, but the feeling of the chair seat on my bare behind made
things worse.  I was starting to get excited.  My fingers wandered around
down there, massaging my hello kitty to life.

   "Ryosuke, why don't you just come on over?"

   "Naw.  You remember what happened last time." Loretta had given him a
bit of a hard time.

   "It's OK.  Nobody's home right now." I slid my hand up my shirt
twiddling my nipples.

   "Really?" he said, interested.  However, before we could do anything, I
heard a car out front.  I quickly pushed my shirt back down, and stood up.

   "Oh no.  They're back.  Listen.  Let me call you back."

   I hung up, ran out and up the stairs before they could come in.  I
slammed my door shut, and lay down on my bed breathing heavily.

   "Emi, we're home!"

   Drat!  There goes my chance to be alone with Ryosuke.

   "Oh hi.  I'm upstairs," I called out.

   To clean off, I decided to take a shower.  I took off my t-shirt, and
started going through my drawers looking for a clean towel.  I wrapped the
towel around my breasts, and went out into the hallway.  I peered down the
stairs, but they were all still down there.  I finally nipped into the bath
room, and had my shower.  That was kind of a close call, but I guess I'm
safe now.

   After my shower, I went back to my room, and pulled on a powder blue
tube top and matching shorts.  I called up Ryosuke, and arranged to meet
him in the park.

   After supper, I biked over.  I was glad to see Ryosuke, but I was too
nervous to tell him what I had done.  I really wanted to kiss him, but I
didn't want to seem too forward.  I was nervous with all these people
around, and I felt kind of embarrassed in this tube top.  It covers my
breasts of course, but you could see my bellybutton.  We just sat there,
and talked, and after a while, he kissed me good night, and headed back.

   Anyway, the next day I was calmer, wondering what had gotten into me. 
Then one day, it happened again.

   Ryosuke had got us free passes for Kamiya Garden.  It is nice with this
gazebo, sitting next to a pond, and a tea arbor at the back.  Sometimes
after school, we go, and sit in the gazebo, and enjoy the greenery till it
closes.  It never seems to be that busy although it is supposed to be a
tourist attraction.

   Anyway, one day Ryosuke suggested that we hide at closing time, and let
them lock us in.  I was worried, but he said it'd be fine, so I agreed to
try.  I wasn't dressed special that day, just jeans and a white t-shirt,
but Ryosuke didn't seem to mind.  We went in as usual, and then at 4:30, we
hid behind the arbor.  We could hear the main gate squeaking as it slammed
shut and the jingle of keys as the porter locked us in.

   We waited for a little bit longer till we were sure the porter had gone.
Then we came out, and checked the gate.  Sure enough it was locked tight.

   "How are we going to get out?" I asked.

   "Don't worry.  There is an exit out back." He took me over, and opened
it to show me.  I worried that the alarm might go off, but it didn't.  It
was pretty quiet except for the sound of cars going by outside.

   "C'mon.  We've got the place to ourselves now." He seemed pretty happy
to be alone at last.

   I was still worried though.  I kept worrying that a guard might come. 
We went to the gazebo, and sat there, but there was no sign of anyone. 
Ryosuke sat close, and put his arm around me.  I rested my head on his
shoulder, and tried to relax.  My heart was beating pretty fast though.

   Ryosuke leaned over, and kissed me.  His lips were so soft, and he had
this pleasant manly smell about him.  I put my hand on his chest.  He is
not a big man, but I could feel his muscles through his shirt.  It is kind
of nice to have his strong arms wrapped around me.  I felt so safe.

   He began to kiss me more passionately, and soon he started touching my
breasts.  At first, I just let him, but soon I remembered that you could
see into the garden from the second floor of the literature building.  I
put up my hand, motioning for him to stop.

   I pointed out the second floor windows, but Ryosuke just kind of rotated
his head, annoyed I guess to have to stop.  He doesn't seem to have the
same sense of modesty as most people do.  I scanned the windows for signs
of life, but soon he started kissing me on the neck, trying to get me hot.
I still felt worried, but I tried to give into the sensations, and relax.

   The walls of the gazebo were high enough to hide our lower bodies, so I
didn't stop Ryosuke as he pulled down the zipper on my jeans.  I still felt
horribly exposed and embarrassed, but he seemed quite determined to fool
around here of all places.  I glanced around making sure that there was no
security guard at least watching.

   Once Ryosuke had got my jeans undone, he motioned for me to lift up my
behind.  I hesitated, afraid, but eventually did as he asked.  I felt so
strange as he pulled my jeans and panties all the way down to my ankles.  I
sat my bare bottom back down on the cold painted wood of the bench.

   Ohmigod.  I'm naked again.

   Ryosuke undid his own pants, and pulled out his you know what.  I knew
this was dangerous, having sex out here in the open, but if we were going
to do it here, we'd better hurry.  I kneeled down, and gripped his penis
tightly in my hand, pulling on it to make it harder.  He was already quite
erect, so we switched places, so he could lick my pussy.  I could hardly
believe we were doing this right on campus.  I felt so electrified, fear
mixing with desire.

   Once I was good and wet, Ryosuke sat down, and motioned for me to sit on
his penis.  I braced myself, expecting it to hurt, but this time it slid
right in.  I shuddered as he welled up inside me.  It felt good actually.
He kind of bounced me up and down on top of him, each bounce thrusting in a
bit deeper.  I kept lifting my behind up, trying to get off of him, but
he'd just pull me back down.  His penis seemed to grow stiffer with each
thrust.

   The leaves were rustling in the trees, but by then, all I could think
about was the feeling of him inside of me.  Ryosuke pulled up my shirt, and
not really thinking straight anymore, I lifted my arms to let him take it
off me.  He pawed at my bra strap, and finally got it off too.  I couldn't
believe it.  I was completely naked right here in the middle of campus.  I
felt so embarrassed, but also kind of in awe at what we were doing.  It was
pretty exciting.

   Ryosuke got me to stand up, and bend over, so he could enter from
behind, doggy style.  This way seemed naughtier.  I felt like an animal
doing it in the wild.  I just gave into the sweet sensations, savoring
every moment.  I couldn't really hold back much longer, and soon I came in
an explosion of ecstasy.  He must have come too because we both collapsed,
falling over onto the bench.

   It took me a while to regain my senses.  Only slowly did it sink in on
me the enormity of what we'd done.  I'd been worried about being seen last
time, but here we were right in the middle of campus.  I scanned the
literature building again.  I had this nightmare vision of Brad and the
other boys in my class all up there with binoculars watching.  I guess that
was unlikely, but even so, I did feel terribly exposed, out here in the
open.

   I started gathering up my clothes and pulling them on, but Ryosuke was
just sort of laying there.  Once I was dressed, I kneeled down, and helped
him get back dressed too.  Both of us had mud stains on our skin and
clothes.

   "C'mon, Ryosuke.  Snap out of it."

   He was pretty far gone, off in a dream world.  I was still sort of
excited, but my sense of danger had returned, so I knew we should go.

   Eventually, he got up, and we headed for the exit.  Luckily when we came
out, there didn't seem to be anyone around.  We found a washroom to get
cleaned up.  Even though it didn't look like anyone had spotted us, I was
so jittery.  In the girls' washroom, I cleaned up as best I could, but I
was still kind of in shock.  I heard a knock on the door.

   "Emi, are you OK?" It was Ryosuke.

   "Uh ...  yeah ...  I'll be out in a second." I washed myself off with
soap, dried myself with a towel, and then straightened my clothes as best I
could.  I still looked kind of disheveled, but maybe it would be OK.  When
I came out, Ryosuke smiled.

   "Um ...  uh ...  sorry," he said sheepishly.  I tried to smile, but I
felt so weak.

   "It's OK," I told him.

   I was too frazzled to bike home, so we took the bus.  Ryosuke came as
far as the bus stop near my house.  He gave me a gentle goodnight kiss, and
then got on the bus going the other way.  I felt really sad to see him go.
I went up to my room, and lay there for a while.

   Now that I have had time to think about it for a while and write it all
down, I feel a little bit better, but at the time, this was all pretty
intense.  I felt guilty I guess, for having sex on campus, and also worried
that we might have been seen.  I really liked Ryosuke, but I wasn't sure if
we should be doing all these dangerous things.  It was a very strange time
for me.

   If you have any thoughts, write to me, and tell me what you think.

   Emi Tsuruta
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