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 Locked Out

   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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   Last year at the end of the school year, two of our friends, Futoshi and
Kenta, left Oceanview where I'm staying, and moved to Los Angeles.  After
they left, things got a lot quieter.  I guess they were really more my
boyfriend Ryosuke's friends than mine, but all the same, I was sad to see
them go.  I guess part of it was that my best friend Satomi used to have a
crush on Futoshi, so she was kind of bummed out about them leaving.

   In order to cheer her up, I starting going down to visit her at her
dorm. School was out, so the regular students were gone, and new people had
moved in.  A lot of them were Mexicans here to study English, but there
were Japanese people too, some Chinese and even a few Europeans.  Actually,
it was kind of exciting seeing all these new faces.  I was working near
there, so I kept dropping by, getting to know the newcomers.  They'd just
arrived in the States, so we tried to help them find their way around, the
way people did for me when I first came.

   Because I was working on campus, Satomi invited me to come sleep over in
her dorm room.  The first night, I met two European girls staying just down
the hall.  One girl from France, Natasha, used to work as a nurse, but now
she was engaged to an American guy.  She was really nice, so beautiful,
blonde and proud of her country.  The other girl was Sarah.  She was from
Italy.  She was young, maybe 18 or so, tall and slender and really
beautiful too.  I was surprised because both of them could speak English so
well.  I think it must be easier for Europeans to learn English because the
languages are so similar.

   A few days later, I dropped by the dorm again.  Satomi and I were
sitting around in her room when these two young Japanese guys showed up.

   "Excuse me.  Excuse me, Miss Satomi," the taller one said.  He was
wearing old-fashioned horn-rimmed glasses, but actually he and his friend
were both kind of cute.  The tall boy spoke with this faint smile on his
lips in a strong Kansai accent that sounded so funny.  "Ah!  You have a
visitor," he exclaimed as soon as he saw me.

   "Who's this?" I asked.  Satomi tilted her head to the side almost as if
she didn't want to say.

   "Takuya and Hiro from Osaka," she told me.

   "Actually, I'm from Kobe," the shorter one, Hiro, said sticking out his
hand to shake mine.  I felt really weird shaking hands with a Japanese guy,
but they were both trying so hard to act 'American.' I was having trouble
keeping a straight face.

   "And you are...?" Takuya asked, looking at me.

   "Emi, Emi Tsuruta from Tokyo," I giggled.  They really were so funny. 
The four of us ended up going out for lunch together.  At first, I thought
they might be trying to pick us up, but actually, once I talked to them for
a while, I realized they were really so young, fresh out of high school,
and were feeling a bit lost living away from home for the first time.  It
reminded me a lot of how I felt when I came here to Oceanview.  Everything
seemed so strange and wondrous back then.  They kept staring up at the
buildings or saying things like "the sky is so big in America." They were
very friendly of course, but they treated Satomi and I more like big
sisters than potential girlfriends.  Satomi didn't seem to mind, but I
definitely wasn't used to be treated like an 'older' woman.  I was only 21
for heaven's sake.  Still, we soon became friends, and hung around
together.

   I started spending more and more time at Satomi's dorm, getting to know
Sarah, Natasha, Takuya, Hiro and them.  Sarah and Natasha swam, so I
invited them to come with me to the pools on campus.  They both turned out
to be pretty good swimmers.  Sarah especially would dive into the pool so
gracefully, and swim really fast with her long arms.  I was so glad to find
people to come swimming with me.

   One morning, I woke up in Satomi's room.  Satomi had already gone off to
breakfast, but I could hear her other dorm mates rattling around.  I wanted
to have a shower, so I took off my p.j.'s, wrapped a towel around myself,
and cautiously peeked out her door.  No one seemed to be out in the hall,
so I quickly ran across to the bathroom, took off my towel, and hung it on
the hook just outside the shower.  It felt so weird to be naked in the
public area of the dorm, but exhilarating too.

   One strange thing about this dorm is all the bathrooms are co-ed.  I
guess it used to be a male dorm, but even after they let girls in, they
didn't build more washrooms, but just made the ones they had co-ed.  You'd
be there doing your make up or whatever, and a guy would walk in.  It was
hard to get used to.

   Anyway, while I was showering, I heard guys coming this way.  I got all
panicky, wondering what to do.  I hadn't brought any clothes with me just
the towel.  I stood there quiet, while two of them came right in, standing
just a few feet from where I was.

   "Who's that girl staying with Satomi?" I heard one ask.

   "Oh yeah, I've seen her around before.  I think her name is Emi."

   Hey!  That's me!  Curious, I pushed the shower curtain aside, and peeked
out trying to see if I knew them.  I got so nervous though that I slipped,
and almost fell.

   "Kya!" I squealed.  The guys went silent.  They knew I was here.  They
could probably see my bare feet under the bottom of the curtain.  I turned
off the shower, and stuck my hand out trying to find my towel.  I got it
off the hook, but all tense, I ended up dropping it on the floor.

   "Are you OK, Miss?" one of the guys asked, clearly talking to me.  I was
so frightened I didn't answer at first.  I knew they must be watching.  I
squatted down, and felt around outside for the towel.

   "Oh, here.  Let me get that for you." This guy came right into the
shower area, and picked up my towel.  "Here you go," he said, his voice
wavering a bit.  I stood back up, and pushed open the curtain a crack. 
Both of them were staring straight at me, so I covered my breasts with one
arm, and quickly took the towel from the guy who was holding it out.  I
pushed the curtain back shut, and hurried to towel off.  It was so weird
being naked with these guys right here just on the other side of the
curtain.

   "You're Emi, aren't you?"

   A shiver ran up my spine.  How did he know my name?

   "We met at the toga party a couple of years back," he explained.  I
vaguely remembered him.  I met a lot of people that night.  I guess he
might have been one of the guys I danced with.  I toweled off as quickly as
I could.  I felt so tense, and then I heard someone else come in.

   "Good morning!" one of the boys said.

   "Morning." It was a girl's voice.  "Um, do you guys think you could...
uh...  leave?  I want to take a shower." I finally recognized the voice as
Sarah's.  I was so glad.

   "Uh, yeah, OK," the guys said, slowly backing away.  I waited until I
was sure they were gone, and then finally opened the curtain.

   "Emi?  What are you doing here?" Sarah exclaimed.

   "Me?  I was just taking a shower when those guys came in.  Thanks by the
way for chasing them off."

   "It's nothing," she nodded, taking off her towel.  Sarah had a deep tan
except for where her bikini bottoms must have been.  There was something
strangely erotic about how white the area around her pussy was compared to
the dark brown of her legs and tummy.  It must have been quite a revealing
bikini.  Even her breasts seemed tanned.  I kept staring at her,
fascinated, but she didn't seem embarrassed at all.  She could be a model.

   "Where did you get that tan?" I asked, curious.

   "Oh, in Italy before I left."

   "Do you sunbathe topless?" I asked gesturing towards her breasts.

   "Yeah.  Oh, I guess people don't do that here," she smiled.

   "There's a nude beach just at the back of the campus down the cliffs."

   "Really?"

   "Do you want to go?" I asked.  I'd heard that Europeans are more relaxed
about nudity than people here in the States.

   "Um.  Well, I don't know.  What's it like?"

   "It's kind of small, but the water is nice and warm.  I've only been
once or twice, and there weren't many people there."

   "Yeah, well, maybe some time."

   It didn't sound like she was so interested, but at least she wasn't
against the idea.  Maybe I can get Satomi and Natasha to come with us. 
That would be fun.

   A few weeks passed without much happening.  Then one day, I dropped by
at the dorm, and found Satomi studying up in her room.  No one else seemed
to be around, and it was too nice a day out to be inside, so I convinced
her to come down, and sunbathe with me in the quad.  We laid out a big
blanket on the grass, lay down, and relaxed.  Satomi had some test coming
up that she had to study for, so she brought her books.  I told her about
Sarah, and our plan to go to the nude beach.  Soon, we heard the bells of
an ice cream truck.  I was getting hungry, so we ran over, bought some soft
ice cream cones, and then came back, and sat on the grass.  Before long,
Takuya and Hiro showed up.

   "Yo!  Emi.  Satomi."

   "Aren't you guys supposed to be in class?" Satomi asked, ever the
spoilsport.

   "Aw, they're doing something stupid today," Hiro scoffed.  "We decided
to skip off."

   I moved back to make space for them to sit on the blanket.  They started
telling us about their courses.  It reminded me of when I first arrived. 
Satomi kept on reading, but every once in a while, she'd look up, and laugh
at one of their jokes.  When I finished my ice cream, I lay down on my back
with my knees up.  Suddenly, Takuya and Hiro stopped talking.  Wondering
why, I looked up only to find them staring at my bare thighs.

   That day, it was pretty hot out, so I was just wearing a pair of cream
safari shorts and a white tank top.  I suddenly realized that I probably
hadn't pulled on any panties that morning.  Sometimes I go without in the
summer.  Usually no one can tell, but these particular shorts have a cuff
that runs about an inch down each leg.  The cuffs are pretty wide, so I
could feel the breeze, tickling my pussy.

   The way the two of them were staring, they must be able to see
something. Takuya tilted his head this way and that, trying to get a better
look up my shorts.  I began to worry that maybe he could see my pussy.

   I lifted my head, and looked at Takuya.  They turned away, but it was
obvious that they'd been staring.  I sat up, trying to pull the cuffs of my
shorts down, but my hello kitty was tingling away by then.  Satomi was
oblivious.  I wonder what I should do.  Should I say something?  I didn't
really have a good explanation for why I wasn't wearing panties.  Or maybe
I should just ignore them, and act normal.  That's what Ryosuke always
tells me to do if someone catches me in an awkward position.

   I spread my legs, and looked down, trying to judge how much of my
privates they could see.  There were a few strands of pubic hair sticking
out.  I don't think they could see my pussy though.  I lay back down, but
they just went back to staring.  Takuya and Hiro were only 18, so maybe
they hadn't seen that many girls naked before.  They had gone quiet, trying
not to set me off I guess.

   I did feel terribly embarrassed of course.  I hadn't meant to show
anyone.  I was probably blushing, but I didn't want to make a fuss.  It was
kind of my fault for neglecting to put on any panties in the first place. I
lay back, and sighed, kicking myself for not bringing any.

   Takuya and Hiro were trying to pretend like they weren't staring, but
you could tell that they were.  Every time I shifted my butt, their eyes
would zero in on my danger zone.  They had this look of anticipation on
their faces.  Maybe, they couldn't see my pussy after all.

   There were other people walking by, so I had to sit up.  I shifted into
a rakuza pose, bringing the soles of my feet together kind of like the
lotus position in yoga.  Takuya blinked, shocked that I would show him the
inner curves of my butt cheeks.

   Satomi had finally noticed, and signaled for me to cover up.  I lifted
my knees, and tried to hide my pussy behind my ankles.  I think Satomi was
upset that Hiro seemed so interested in me.  Hiro did have a goofy grin on
his face.  Just to be funny, I kicked his arm out from under him making him
fall on his face.  That made him angry though, and as soon as he got up, he
came after me.  I tried to back away, but Satomi was right behind me, and
soon, he was right on top of me.  He sat on my stomach, and held my hands,
pinning me to the ground.

   I tried to push him off, but he was surprisingly heavy for a little guy.
Satomi was no help, confused as to why he'd jumped on me.

   As if that wasn't bad enough, I felt Takuya grab my knees, pushing them
apart.  Afraid of what they might do, I bucked, trying to push Hiro off of
me, but he pressed down on me refusing to budge.  The next thing I knew, I
felt Takuya's fingers in the crotch of my shorts, pulling them aside.  Can
you believe it?  He was taking advantage of my dilemma to take a peek at my
pussy.

   "Let go!  Get off!" I cried, ever more frantic.  Takuya didn't touch my
pussy lips, but he was brushing against my pubic hair, driving me to
distraction.  Despite myself, I was getting all excited, trying not to give
in to it.  There were other people in the courtyard, and I began to worry
that they would see my pussy too.  I felt so humiliated.  Here I was
getting all wet with Takuya staring right at me.

   Takuya got up on his knees.  I think he was intending to show people
what a bad girl I was, but luckily, Satomi had finally found her feet, and
dragged Hiro off of me.  Takuya had started probing for my clitoris,
getting me all excited, but this was not the time nor the place to teach
him how to finger bang me.  I struggled to sit up, and Takuya finally let
go of my shorts.

   I glared at Takuya now honestly angry.  Takuya backed up, and knelt
down, bowing his forehead to the ground.

   "My sincerest apologies!  There is no excuse.  Please forgive me."

   My heart was pounding in my chest, but I didn't want to cause any more
of a scene.  He was a lot bolder than most guys, but I guess he was partly
reacting to my pantiless state.  I'm going to have to be more careful.

   Anyway, it was getting near time for me to go to work.  I stood up, and
brushed myself off.  Takuya and Hiro continued to stare at me somewhat in
awe.  I was just so annoyed most of all at myself for getting caught like
that.  I had to go though, so I ended up rushing off without saying much.

   That night I saw Ryosuke.  Talking to him helped me calm down.  It
wasn't such a big deal really.  So they'd seen my pussy.  So what?  It's
not the end of the world, I kept telling myself.  Eventually, I settled
back down, and got over it.

   Then one day, not long after that, Satomi told me one of her friends was
coming from Japan, so she was going up to Los Angeles for a few days.  I
asked her if I could stay in her room, while she was gone, and she said
sure.  The main reason I asked was just so I'd be closer to work, but Sarah
and Natasha would be there too, so that would be nice.  I went with Satomi
to the train station, and saw her off.

   That night when I got back to Satomi's room, it was so hot.  She was way
up on the fourth floor - the warmest part of the building.  It was too hot
to wear pajamas, so I ended up sleeping in the nude.

   The next morning, I woke up, and I was so thirsty.  It was something
like five thirty, and it sounded like no one else was up.  I probably
should have put some clothes on, but I was kind of excited, staying away
from home with Satomi gone too.  I took a chance, dashing across the hall
to the washroom in my bare scuddy.  It was early, so I don't think anyone
was up.  I quickly took a slurp of water, and then dashed back to the room.
When I got back though, I was surprised to find the door shut.  Maybe the
wind blew it closed.  I yanked on the door handle, but it wouldn't open. 
Here I was stark naked in the hall, but Satomi's key was back inside the
room!

   I was so freaked out.  This is horrible.  I looked down at my pussy
smoothing down my pubic hair, wondering what to do.

   I finally went over, and rapped lightly on Sarah's door.  There was no
answer.  C'mon, Sarah, wake up!  I tried knocking a bit louder, but if I
make too much noise, I might wake up the guys.

   "Sarah," I whispered.  "Sarah, it's me, Emi!" No answer, so I went down
to Natasha's door, and rapped on it.  I couldn't understand why neither of
them were answering.  I guess they must be sound sleepers.  I was running
out of time though.  Soon everyone would wake up.  I couldn't let them find
me out here naked.  I had to do something fast.

   I eventually decided to make a run for the porter's office.  They had
keys there, and hopefully, he would recognize me, and lend me a key for
Satomi's room.  It would be embarrassing to show up there naked, but I
didn't know what else I could do.

   As I padded through the carpeted halls in my bare feet, I heard an alarm
clock go off, and heard signs of movement from behind some of the doors.  I
ran to the center of the building, but when I got to that stairwell, I
suddenly realized it had windows looking out over the main street.  Rather
than risk being seen, I ran back to the side of the building.  I quickly
ran down the stairs, and then cautiously peeked out into the first floor
hall.  It sounded pretty quiet.  I stepped out, and scampered down the hall
to the office.

   When I got there though, the door was locked.  What time do the clerks
come in?  8?  9?  Now what am I going to do?  I can't just stand out here
naked waiting for them.  Another more serious problem was I was starting to
get very excited.  Here I was right at the front entrance to her dorm
without a stitch of clothing on.  My whole body was shaking from the
enormity of my predicament.

   I was about to run back upstairs when just down the hall, a guy came out
of his room.  He noticed me right away, shocked to see me naked.  I paused
to see if I knew him, but luckily, he wasn't one of Satomi's friends.  It
looked like he was going to come over, so I dashed into the main stairwell.
I hadn't covered up, so he'd got a good look at my rear and my breasts as
well.

   My heart was pounding away a mile a minute.  Now what do I do?  I didn't
want to walk past the windows, but I couldn't go back with him right there.
I cautiously tiptoed up the stairs to the second floor, getting more and
more excited when I saw all the cars outside through the window.  I hope
they don't see me here.

   When I got to the second floor, I peered out down the hall.  No one
seemed to be there, so I dashed all the way down to the side of the
building again away from the windows.  Once I made it to the fourth floor,
I banged away on Sarah's door begging her to wake up.  She finally
answered.

   "What on earth...?  What are you doing?" she gasped on seeing me naked.

   "I locked myself out," I rushed to explain.

   "Where are your clothes?"

   "They're in Satomi's room."

   She finally let me into her room, and I told her what had happened. 
Sarah thought it was so funny that I'd gone across to the washroom naked. I
didn't feel much like laughing at the time, but I guess I was pretty lucky.
Sarah eventually dug me out a robe to wear while we waited for the porter
to come.  The porter gave me a strange look, but Sarah backed me up, and
eventually, he agreed to let me into Satomi's room.  I promised to be more
careful.

   Anyway, a couple of days later, Satomi came back.  I couldn't bring
myself to tell her about my adventures, and Sarah - bless her heart -
didn't mention it either.  Satomi would have had a bird I'm sure if she
found out.

   A few other things happened that I want to tell you about, but I guess
I'll save them for next time.  Hope you are enjoying your summer.

   Emi Tsuruta
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