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 Swim Team

   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, please drop by my home page at:
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   When I was in high school in Japan, I was a member of the girls swim
team, but I also was a 'manager' for the boys swim team.  In English,
'manager' sounds like an important job, but actually, what we did mostly
was lifeguard, cheer the boys on, clean the pool, organize training camps
and stuff like that.  Maybe that part of it didn't help my swimming that
much, but it did give me a chance to get to know all the guy swimmers in
our school.  There was one other female 'manager,' Miyuki, and the guys on
the team used to tease us, and flirt with us.  Some of the guys were kind
of cute, but I didn't go out with any of them at that time.  I do have a
lot of fond memories though of all those nights after school joking around
with them at the pool.

   After high school, we all went our separate ways, but one guy, Yoshi,
kept in touch.  Yoshi is kind of good-looking I guess, and was a leader
among the boys, but if he was interested in me, he hadn't really showed it
while we were in school.  Some of the other boys would tease Miyuki or me
about our bodies, but Yoshi was more of a gentleman, just watching, or
gently nudging the others to behave.  I liked him.  He is the kind of guy I
think you can trust.

   The swimmers who were still in Kamakura swam together at the coastal
park pool, and the best ones were connected with the varsity team at the
local college.  Anyway, one day, Yoshi emailed me that this team was
looking for a place to hold a training camp.  I kind of jokingly suggested
they come to Oceanview, the town in California where I live.  Before I knew
it, he was hatching all these plans to come over for a week in the summer
bringing the whole team with him.

   It would be nice to see them all again, but the problem was finding a
place where they could practice, and stay.  I asked at the Oceanview
University fitness center, but they were saying these guys would all have
to become members, so I looked around for another idea.

   Down at the beach near my house, there is a surf center, and they have
an outdoor pool.  I phoned up their office, and the guy said that they
could stay there, but they'd have to sleep on the concrete floor.  I told
Yoshi, and he said that'd be fine.  They'd all bring sleeping bags with
them, and just camp out on the floor while they were here.  I was still a
bit worried, but Yoshi was all excited now, and I heard from a few more old
friends who were going to be tagging along.  It would be nice to see them
all again.

   I dug out my old school competition swimsuit, and decided I'd better go
buy some new clothes, and get some kind of makeover, so I'd look my best
when they arrived.  Here they all were coming to see little ol' me.  Miyuki
would be so jealous.

   For shopping, I decided to go all the way up to Santa Monica on the
north side of L.A.  I'd kind of exhausted Oceanview, and was looking for
something a little more stylish to show off.  Santa Monica is kind of an
interesting place.  They have malls too I'm sure, but the main shopping
district I go to has stores kind of spread out all across this whole area.
I went to Bloomingdale's, the surf shop and lululemon.  In a store called
Bare Necessities, I found a thick white 'buttery soft' cotton tee with the
words Body Glove in small print over one of my breasts.  It did feel nice,
and apparently had bamboo in the fabric to keep you feeling fresh and
breezy, so I picked it up.

   While I was strolling around though, I came upon this one shop, Plush I
think it's called.  They sell handmade bath and shower gel in tropical
scents.  They are a British chain I think, and even have stores in Japan,
so I knew of them.  The thing that I remembered the most was their
advertising campaign.  The staff would all dress up in just an apron, and
hand out these brochures, "ask me why I'm naked." The answer is that they
don't believe in packaging, but seriously, it's obvious that it's just an
excuse to give their staff a chance to run around naked outside.

   Anyway, I went into the shop, and looked around.  There were a couple of
sales girls working, but they were wearing normal long-sleeved uniforms not
aprons.  I guess they just do the apron thing during their promotional
campaigns.  I wondered though if they might be hiring, so I asked if the
manager was around, but apparently, he only comes in on weekdays.  The
sales girls seemed nice enough, although they didn't really look the type
to parade around naked I thought.  I made a mental note to come back on a
weekday, and bring a resume with me.

   My other find that trip was Island Oasis Spa.  It's right on the corner
of the main street in this modern-looking building all made of glass and
steel.  They offer Shiatsu (acupressure), Korean-style body scrubs,
massage, hair removal and other things like that.  I wondered if anyone
Japanese was working there, but the receptionist was a blonde Anglo girl,
and the therapists seemed to be East European.  I liked the atmosphere
though, so I asked the receptionist a bit more about it, and booked an
appointment.  That'll help me look my best for when my friends show up.

   Soon enough, the day of my spa appointment arrived.  I printed out a
copy of my resume, and took it along to Santa Monica, stopping by at the
bath shop first.  The manager was there, but when I told him I could work
in just an apron if they needed me to, he just looked at me strange.  I
guess you're not supposed to say things like that.  I tried to impress on
him what a good employee I'd be, but soon he started staring at my bare
legs, wondering if I was a nymphomaniac or something.  I tried to convince
him that I was sincere about wanting a job, but I'd missed my chance.  Ah
well.  Maybe I could try some other stores in the chain, and maybe take a
more delicate approach next time.

   Anyway, I window-shopped a bit more, killing time until my spa
appointment.  I actually found a Hooters just around the corner from the
spa and a lululemon right next door.  Hooters is this hamburger shop where
the waitresses wear tight form-fitting tank tops that show off their... 
well their hooters I guess.  Lululemon sells skintight yoga pants and
athletic wear for women.  It kind of struck me as a strange mix for such a
trendy neighborhood

   Luckily, the estheticians in the spa were a lot more laid-back than the
bath shop manager guy.  I asked if I could have my scrub and wax done while
I was naked, and the girl said 'of course.' She led me back into this
little cubicle, and pulled a curtain over the front, so I could get
undressed without being seen from the huge glass windows running across the
front of the shop.

   I felt a bit strange getting naked so close to the street, but the
esthetician girl didn't even blink when she came in, and quickly got to
work applying lemon-scented oil all over my body to prepare me for the
scrub.  We talked over how the wax was going to go, and she actually
complimented me on how hairless and creamy my skin looked.  She took a
closer look at my pubic region, and explained the different options: bikini
line, narrow bikini, playboy and Brazilian.  I didn't want to do anything
too drastic, so I went for the regular bikini line.  She offered to apply
numbing cream, so I went for that.  Unfortunately, after they apply the
numbing cream, you have to wait for it to take effect, so she ended up
going away to deal with their other customers.

   So here I am lying there naked on this cot behind a curtain not far from
the main street of Santa Monica, this bustling suburb of L.A.

   "Your skin is so soft and creamy," she had said, almost as if she were
flirting with me.  I was trying so hard to be a good girl, but I was
restless and starting to get excited.  I could hear the receptionist greet
a new customer, but they took her off to a cubicle on the other side of the
spa.

   Unable to contain my curiosity, I got up off the cot, and went over to
the curtain to peek out.  They had all kinds of health and beauty products
on display out in the shop.  Just beyond that, there were these huge
show-windows looking out onto the street.  The glass appeared tinted, and
it was so shiny that it was probably reflecting the street scene for those
walking by outside.  There didn't seem to be anyone out there on the street
- apart from the cars on the main drive.

   I looked down at my naked body, but that just got me even more excited.
The massage oil was making my skin glisten in the light.  Oh god.  I knew I
should lie back down, but honestly I couldn't resist the temptation to take
a peek outside.  Peering around the corner to see if the receptionist was
there, I slowly opened the curtain exposing my naked body to the street. 
The thought jumped into my mind of me walking all the way back to that bath
goods shop, and applying for a job in the nude.  That would show the
manager how serious I was.

   My heart beating in my chest, I cautiously tiptoed forward to get a
better look at the reception desk.  There was no sign of the receptionist.
She must have taken the lady who just arrived to a cubicle on the other
side.  I'm all alone out here - me and their shelves of shampoos...  oh and
a few cars outside.  I'm pretty sure that the drivers out on the street
couldn't see me through the glare.  None of them were stopping or honking
their horns anyway.

   Tempting fate, I continued to walk over - naked - right to the front
door of the spa itself.  My whole body was tingling with excitement.  There
wasn't really anyone outside on the side street, just a couple of trees and
beautiful sunshine.  I was so nervous that my whole body was shaking.  I
wanted so much to go outside, and bask in the sun, but I was worried that
the receptionist might come back.  I wonder if their other customers ever
walk around the spa naked.

   I thought I heard the receptionist coming though, so I dashed back into
my cubicle, and closed the curtain.  I lay back down, but when I put my
hand between my breasts, I could feel my heart beating away a mile a
minute. I really shouldn't take chances like that.

   The esthetician eventually came back, and applied the wax.  What with
the numbing cream, I couldn't feel a thing.  I also really liked the way
the esthetician was so relaxed about the whole nudity thing, so I'll
probably go back there some day.

   Anyway, the day finally rolled around for my friends to arrive from
Japan.  I took the train up to L.A.  to pick them up at the airport.  Yoshi
had grown into a handsome young man, tanned and beaming, and Mori and most
of the others look good too.  Mori is even more uptight than Yoshi, but
he's a good guy too I think.  In high school, they were all a bit awkward
perhaps, but now they all seemed more confident in their manliness.  It was
great to see them, and this tall younger one, Shoji even came up, and gave
me a hug.

   We grabbed the train back to Oceanview, and then I took them straight to
the surf center, because they were all pretty tired from the flight.  It
was still daytime, so people were tramping in and out of the surf center,
but we got the staff guy to open up one of the back rooms, so they could
lay out their sleeping bags, and get some sleep.  I was worried whether it
would be quiet enough, but they all seemed happy just to have a place to
stay.  I said good night, and told them to call if they needed anything.

   On weekdays, I was working at the university until late, but I'd always
drop by at the surf center to see them on my way home.  I don't know if
Yoshi and them spoke English that much, but they seemed to be getting along
okay with food and stuff.  I felt a bit guilty because they'd come all this
way to see me, but I wasn't able to spend that much time with them.

   Another problem was that I'd show up after 9 or whatever, and they'd all
be zonked out from the jet lag or whatever, so we'd only talk a short while
before they went to sleep.  The second or third night I brought my swimsuit
with me, and after they all came back to the centre to get ready for bed, I
slipped in for a late night dip in the ocean.  By the time I came back to
the center, all the lights were out, so I had to carefully tiptoe my way
through their sleeping forms to get to the girls shower.

   They all seemed to be sleeping in their shorts, so I could see their abs
and pecks in the moonlight.  I felt this vague twinge of excitement as I
closed the door to the bath, and stripped out of my bikini.  Even though it
was dark, it was more than a little arousing getting naked knowing that all
these fit tanned guys were just outside.  I soaped up my body, lovingly
rubbing the suds around my bouncy breasts and between my legs.  What with
the darkness, the moonlight, the sound of waves lapping on the shore, the
whole atmosphere was pretty romantic.

   It was only when I finished my shower that I realized that I must have
left my bag outside.  I'd been so excited that I hadn't thought things
through.  I fingered my bikini trying to shake out the sand.  Now what do I
do?  I couldn't just stand here naked all night.  I had to find my towel
and clothes, and get dried off.

   I gently pushed the door open, peering out at Yoshi and all his friends
sprawled out on the floor.  As far as I could see, they were asleep.  I
knew that it wasn't such a good idea to go out there.  Even if they were
asleep now, if I accidentally ran into one, and he woke up, and found me
naked, that would be embarrassing.  Still, the idea did have its appeal.  I
don't think I've ever been naked in a room full of guys before.  I knew
them all pretty well from high school.  If I want to do something like
this, now may be my only chance.

   My mind made up, I finally set my bikini down on the sink, and pushed
the door open again.  My pussy was tingling away like anything.  I
carefully stepped out into the room straining my eyes in the darkness to
see where their bodies lay.  There was a faint light streaming in through
the blinds from the street lights outside.  I made my way around the first
couple of boys, scanning the floor for my bag.  Normally, I'd be terrified,
but at least the darkness would make it hard for them to see me.

   Suddenly though, a car drove by outside, flashing its headlights in
through the window.  My whole body was lit up for a split second, bush,
breasts, everything.  Worrying that the driver might have seen me, I felt
my neck looking for my lucky necklace, but it wasn't there.  Oh no!  I must
have forgotten it at home.  This is not good at all.  As long as I had on
my necklace, I was usually safe, but this time I had nothing at all to
protect me.  I debated going back to the bath to fetch my bikini, but it
had gone dark again, and it was hard to see where the boys were lying. 
Shivering from the fear, I continued to scan the floor for my bag, but it
was nowhere in sight.  Had I left it outside in the foyer maybe?

   At my feet, I could make out two boys - one Yoshi perhaps, but the
pathway between them was narrow, and I almost lost my balance trying not to
touch them.  Every time a car drove by, it lit up my body, but slowly but
surely I made my way towards the door.  I'd almost made it when suddenly I
heard a car again.  I stood stock still, but this time the car didn't drive
by.  It pulled into the parking lot, its headlights shining right in at me.
I think the driver must have seen me, and came back to get a better look.

   With the whole room lit up, it was easier to see the boys on the floor.
Unfortunately, the bright light was causing some of the boys to wake up.  I
dashed to the door, and ran out into the main foyer.  I had made it to
safety, but the lights were on out here, and there was still no sign of my
bag.  I was cursing myself for coming out here without clothes when Yoshi
himself appeared at the door.  He was rubbing his eyes, stunned I guess to
see me stark naked.  I covered my pussy and breasts, but I was panicking,
so embarrassed to get caught.  I bravely tried to smile.

   "Oh, Yoshi, can you help me?  I can't find my bag.  Could you lend me a
shirt or something to cover up with?"

   Yoshi just stood there, too stunned to react, as he looked me up and
down.  I cupped my pussy, at least trying to hide my bush, but he circled
round, trying to get a better look.

   "What's going on?  Where are your clothes?"

   "I don't know.  I think I left my bag out here.  Have you seen it?" I
said trembling under his gaze.  Yoshi glanced around, but my bag wasn't out
here.

   "Oh, stop staring, and help!" I hissed, trying not to wake the others.

   He broke out into a smile, amused by my panic.  I turned away to hide my
embarrassment, but he seemed even more excited by my ass.  He was obviously
going to be no help at all, so I tiptoed back over to the doorway to the
room the boys were sleeping, and scanned around for my bag.  Some of them
were shielding their eyes from the light, and cursing at the car for waking
them up, but they hadn't noticed me yet.  I finally spotted my bag way over
on the far side of the room back near the showers.

   I grabbed Yoshi's arm.

   "There's my bag over there.  Can you go get it?" I pleaded, pointing it
out.  He was too distracted by my body to be much help.  A tent had formed
in the front of his shorts.  I didn't want to admit it, but I was getting
pretty horny too I guess.

   The other boys were all starting to sit up, so I hid around the corner.
Yoshi finally took pity, and went in to fetch my bag.  I could hear them
all whispering.  I strained to hear what they were saying.  It sounded like
they were asking why the car had pulled up.  I was worried that Yoshi might
tell them I was out here naked, but luckily, he didn't.  Soon Yoshi
reappeared at the door with my bag.

   "Emi, you're one crazy girl.  Do you know that?" he laughed.  I gave him
a meek smile, grateful he hadn't told the others.  I set the bag down on
the floor, and squatted down to dig out my clothes.  Yoshi continued to eye
me lustfully.  I kind of wanted to have sex, not with Yoshi exactly, but
with someone.  That might be a bit much though.

   I finally found a towel in my bag, and stood back.  I didn't hide my
body.  Yoshi had seen me now, and as I said, I was pretty excited by then.
I kept glancing at the door making sure that Shoji or the others weren't
coming.  Honestly though, I got a real kick out of teasing Yoshi.  He'd
always been one of my favorites, buff and handsome, yet modest and sincere.
He must like me too.  I mean, otherwise, why would he drag all of them
here?

   I dried off, and dug out a t-shirt.  Yoshi came up behind me, making me
nervous.  I didn't think he would try anything, but we were both pretty
excited.  I nodded toward the door warning him about the others.  Once I
got my t-shirt on, I felt a bit safer.  You could still see my buns peeking
out from under the hem.

   I squatted down to fish out my skirt next, but I could hear someone
coming, so I had to hurry.  I stepped into my mini-skirt, and zipped it up,
with Yoshi still hovering over me like a wolf.  I was at last decent and
not a second too soon, as Shoji popped his head out the door, asking what
was going on.  I just smiled innocently, while tucking my t-shirt in. 
Yoshi tried to hide his hard-on.

   I still felt pretty randy, but with Shoji here, Yoshi tried to settle
down, and rein in his baser instincts.  I could tell he was conflicted.  I
gathered up my bag, and bid them both good night.

   I wasn't exactly sure what I should do about the boys after that.  I
still wanted to see them, but I was a little bit worried that Yoshi might
have gotten the wrong idea (or even worse the right one!) about me.  I did
have a day off from work coming up, and I figured it would be pretty
strange if I stayed away, so I phoned up Mori.  He said they had training
planned for that day, and asked if I'd come down to the pool, and act as a
lifeguard like I used to do.  I figured that'd be safe enough, so I agreed.

   That morning, I packed my whistle, my old school swimsuit and the body
glove t-shirt into my bag, and set out for the surf center.  The boys were
all up early, bright and chipper, swimming up a storm.  I went into the
girls change room to change into my old swimsuit, but wouldn't you know it?
It was too tight.  I guess it had been a few years since I last wore it. 
My hips and breasts had filled out a bit since I was in high school.

   It was uncomfortable wearing this suit, so I ended taking it off,
wondering what to do.  I guess I could go back home, and get one of my
bikinis, but that would take a long time.  I looked down at my body glove
t-shirt when this naughty thought popped into my mind.  I wonder if I could
get away with going out there in just the t-shirt.  The material was a
fairly heavy cotton, so they probably wouldn't be able to see through it. I
pulled it on, and it was more or less long enough to cover my family
jewels. If I'd been thinking straight, I probably would have worn some
undies at least, but I was still thinking about that night.  Maybe I'll
just go out there for a little while like this, and see if anyone notices.

   Pulling the whistle on around my neck, I left my bag there, and padded
over to the door to see what the boys were up to.  They were all standing
at attention facing away from me on the deck while Yoshi was giving them a
pep talk.  I pushed my t-shirt hem down to make sure my pussy was covered,
and then quietly, slipped out, and came up behind them, getting a little
thrill at coming out here commando.  I felt for the hem at the back, but it
wasn't quite long enough to cover my bare backside.  There was a diamond
wire mesh fence behind me, but luckily no one nearby.  Hopefully, it would
look like I was wearing a thong, but the feeling of the air on my pussy was
getting me all heated up.  My face felt warm, and I'm pretty sure I must
have been blushing.

   The boys were all focused on Yoshi, so no one had noticed me yet.  I
playfully raised my arms flashing my bare bottom at the street.  If any of
them had turned around, they would have been able to see my muff, but that
was what made the whole thing so exciting!  Yoshi soon wrapped up his talk
though, so I lowered my arms back down, nervously pushing down the hem to
make sure I was covered.

   Mori finally noticed me, and announced,

   "Oh by the way, Emi has the day off today, so she came down here to
lifeguard!"

   They all turned to look at me.  I was terrified that they would notice.
Most of them just smiled, and said hi, so I guess they couldn't tell. 
Yoshi though looked down at my hem, curious, especially after our run-in
the other night.  I walked away, trying to keep my distance, but he came
after me.

   "You should climb up on the lifeguard chair," he whispered, pointing up
at it.  I couldn't very well climb up dressed like this.  I glared at
Yoshi, annoyed.  Had he guessed my secret already?

   After that, he was gentleman enough to back off, but I kept wondering if
I should go back inside, and pull on some shorts.  I didn't climb up the
chair, but I went around to the fence on the beach side, and leaned up
against it trying to hide my butt cheeks from the boys.  There were a lot
more people just outside the fence, but luckily, no one seemed to be paying
attention to me.

   I continued to keep my distance from Yoshi, and kept the hem pushed down
over my pussy.  Mori swam up to the edge of the pool to ask me something. I
was so busy trying to keep away from Yoshi that I hadn't noticed Shoji.  He
had come around behind me, peering down curiously at my bare bottom.  I
felt for the hem with my fingertips, but it no longer seemed long enough to
cover my behind.  I think in my panic, I'd tensed up my shoulders, pulling
up the hem, till you could see practically my whole rear.

   "That's quite some swimsuit you have!" Shoji beamed.  I looked back at
him, blinking nervously, wondering if he actually thought I was wearing a
thong or something.

   "Thanks," I bowed my head.  I wanted to pull my t-shirt down at the
back, but Mori was peering up at my pussy, so I had to keep that covered.
At least Shoji seemed to think I was wearing a suit.

   Trying to get away, I eventually backed up, and pressed my bare backside
against the fence.  Unfortunately, some of the beachgoers outside noticed,
and were kind of gawking at my rear.  I was surrounded.  Eventually, Yoshi
called Mori and Shoji to come back, and swim some more.  I hurried back to
the entrance, hoping to hide in the shade away from all these prying eyes.

   I think Yoshi and them had realized I was nervous, because they let me
be for a while.  I still felt all excited, but without them staring, I
began to feel a little more at ease.  I was still commando, but I don't
think they knew.

   After he'd finished some laps, Shoji got up out of the pool, and came to
talk to me.  I backed away, afraid at first, but then Shoji started showing
me this break-dance routine that Kimutaku did on TV.  It was pretty funny!

   I told him how people in the States were listening more to Beyonce or
Rihanna.  He asked me to show him, so I started singing Beyonce's "Single
Ladies (Put a Ring on It)," and imitating her dance, undulating my hips,
and smacking my own behind.  I guess I knew I shouldn't be dancing in this
too short tee, but like I said, I was a bit overexcited by then.  I kind of
got carried away.  Shoji started clapping, delighted, but I soon realized
the other boys were looking over at me, wondering what I was doing.

   "Something like that," I mumbled blushing.  I wasn't sure if any of them
had caught a glimpse of my pussy, but I didn't stick around to find out.  I
apologized to Shoji, and hotfooted it back to the girls' change room to
hide.  Once inside, I leaned up against the door, catching my breath.  Did
I just flash them?  I really should be more careful.

   At first, I was too excited to get back dressed.  I need something to
drink.  There was no fountain in the washrooms, so I ended up going all the
way out to the entrance.  There is a little fountain just outside the door
to the girls' side.  I felt nervous, wondering if the people who'd seen me
earlier were still out there, but I took a chance, and nipped out to get a
quick drink.  I swear there were hundreds of people on the beach that day,
and here I was prancing around with no bottoms on.  I felt like having sex,
but I realized it was too dangerous, and eventually, came back in.  Wow! 
That was something!

   After I'd settled down, I pulled my shorts back on.  I waited until the
hubbub had calmed down, and then went back out to watch the boys.  Some of
them were staring, but actually, no one complained or said anything about
my little indiscretion.  If anything, I think they enjoyed seeing me prance
around half naked.

   After they finished their practice, we all went to lunch.  Shoji started
talking about nude beaches, nude surfing contests he'd heard about in the
States.  I almost told them about the nude beach in Oceanview, but stopped
myself, before I really go too far.  After lunch, I bid them farewell, and
headed out.

   The day of their flight, I went down to the surf center to say goodbye.
They were all scurrying around packing up their things, but Yoshi came over
to thank me for all my help.

   "Back when we were in high school, we all thought of you as our little
sister, but now you've grown up into a beautiful - and sexy - young woman,"
he smiled.  I had enjoyed their visit, and was sorry to see them go.  I
went with them to the station, and Shoji even came over to give me a hug
again.  I waved goodbye, kind of looking forward to seeing them again.

   Emi Tsuruta
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