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Janice's Advice
by Sorceren (sorceren7@gmail.com)
edited by RaptorElite

***

Kelsey, a high school senior travels to Japan as part 
of her school's exchange program. As she makes friends 
with her Host family's son, Sen, and a few other new 
classmates, along the way as she embarks upon a 
semester of sexual discovery. Hopefully she will 
master a few skills that will serve her well later in 
life. (mf-teens, youths, 1st, mast, oral, rom, asian)

***

Sitting in the airport chair, I felt down. True, I was 
happy about going home and seeing my family, but I 
would never again get to see my new friends. The 
exchange program was gathered in the airport terminal 
waiting around for their flights.

"Only a long flight, a night layover in LA, and then 
we've got to say goodbye too," Matt said from the seat 
next to me. He was casually doodling on his iPad. 

Matt had had an even tougher goodbye than I did, he 
was leaving behind... well I guess I would call her a 
girlfriend, but it feels like there should be a 
stronger word. Ever the stoic, Matt tried not to let 
his personal angst show. I was surprised by how close 
we had grown during the trip, and we were comforting 
each other. I missed Sen, Kiyomi, Mariko, and soon I 
would be missing Matt. People say that they will keep 
in touch, e-mail, Facebook, etc... But it just would 
not be the same, especially for the types of things 
that we had done together. 

Thinking about keeping in contact with them, I asked, 
"Hey Matt, are you connected to the airport WiFi?"

"Um, one second, okay now I am, why?"

"Do you think I could barrow your iPad to check my e-
mail?"

"Sure," he said and handed me the tablet.

I logged onto my e-mail account and frowned. There was 
nothing from any of my Japanese friends, of course 
they were still in class. I had been silly. There was 
only one new message, from Dr. Jan. "Weird," I 
thought, "I just e-mailed her last weekend." There was 
a huge attachment. The subject was vague, and I opened 
it up feeling very curious. The content was short and 
read:

- - - 

Thanks for your letter! I was happy to hear that you 
took my advice to heart. After reading your story I 
was really impressed. I wrote it up for a magazine I 
sometimes publish in, but I wanted to send you a copy 
of it and ask your permission before submitting it to 
my editor. Don't worry, I've changed all names, 
locations etc... Still take a look at it when you get 
home and let me know what you think!
Sincerely,

Janice

- - - 

"She wrote a story about what we did?" I thought 
feeling slightly panicked, "and she wants to publish 
it?" Hurriedly I downloaded the document, cursing 
under my breath at the slowness. Matt must have 
noticed my agitation, because he leaned over and read 
over my shoulder. His reaction was the opposite of 
mine, he laughed and told me to save the file onto his 
iPad, because we were going to board the plane soon, 
and we would need to turn off all electronics for a 
while. I finished the download and reluctantly powered 
down the iPad. "You're lucky our seats are together, 
because I don't know if I can wait until Las Angeles 
to read what she wrote..."

After the usual preflight chaos, we lifted off without 
a hitch. As soon as the flight attendants announced 
they we could use devices in flight-safe mode, Matt 
and I put our heads together and began to read 
Janice's story, thoroughly loosing ourselves in the 
events from several months ago:

Kelsey boarded the plane right behind a rather large 
Asian family excitedly chatting to each other in 
Japanese. She found her seat, which was by a window 
over the wing, then stowed her carry-on overhead. A 
short time later, an elderly couple sat in the seats 
next to her. "Hello Deary, I'm Janice and this is my 
hubby Joe. We're spending our fortieth anniversary 
traveling around Japan! So, making the long flight all 
on your own? Have you ever been to Okinawa?" 

"I've flown really far on my own before, and I am 17," 
she said with a touch of indignation, "but this flight 
is going to be even longer than the one last year to 
Spain... well it wasn't really to Spain at first, was 
it? Oh that fiasco... Mrs. Kayto got us sent to Puerto 
Rico first, but I guess I can't blame her, organizing 
more than 40 high schoolers on one flight, something 
was bound to go wrong..." she replied.

"Oh dear what happened?" Janice asked. 

Over the course of the takeoff and climb to cruising 
altitude, Janice listened to Kelsey retell the lengthy 
story. Joe, on the other hand, had removed his thick 
bifocals, laid his head and seat back, and seemed to 
be fast asleep. 

As her story wrapped up, Kelsey was amazed with 
herself. Normally, she was not this forthcoming of a 
person. Indeed, normally she hid behind stout façade 
of stoicism and sarcasm. Maybe this trip really was a 
chance to remake herself... In the spirit of openness, 
she decided to share even more of her deepest secrets 
with this complete stranger. "If truth be told though, 
the trip had been a fiasco on more than one front. In 
the beginning, I was very excited about the prospects 
of not only traveling abroad, exploring Spain, or 
earning easy college credit, but also because it was 
to be an opportunity to undo the ghastly romantic 
blunder I had made during my sophomore year. I know 
you're thinking that I'm only a dramatic child and 
that I can't know what love really is-"

"Nonsense my girl," Janice interrupted, putting a 
supportive, grandmotherly, hand on my arm, "Joey and I 
first met in high school you know,"

Kelsey glanced over at her sleeping husband imagining 
the years that these two must have spent together.

"But we didn't actually get together for some time. 
Don't get me wrong, there was an almost immediate 
spark, well I'll never tell him this, but I'm to 
blame," she glanced over at her sleeping husband too, 
"I mean at least in part, but any-who, don't belittle 
yourself Girlie." 

"Oh ha-ha," Kelsey blushed, "well, in my pathetic 
nervousness, I spurned the advances of the boy I had 
secretly admired-well loved-since the moment I had 
laid my eyes on him...

"Lan asked me out one winter morning before class. 
Lemme explain, every day back then he rode the bus to 
school from his grandmother's with-well there is no 
other way of describing her-a very hot freshman. She 
had an hour alone with him every morning, and though 
Lan naively described the encounters as platonic, he 
was fairly innocent in the ways of women. The freshman 
had been the first person to notice him after he 
blossomed out of his ugly phase, lucky her. Every 
morning he'd get off the bus, having arrived early to 
school and meet me in Science Hall. 

"You see, ever since we'd started covertly flirting, 
I'd gotten to school early too. That morning he seemed 
more distant, I couldn't figure out why. He rambled on 
about things, though I doubt he was aware of what he 
was saying. I was aware though, as he mentioned 
something about the girl falling asleep on his 
shoulder. It sent spikes of a weird emotion through 
me, not quite horror, perhaps it was jealousy... I was 
trying to work out all of this when I noticed that 
we'd stopped walking, and he was asking me a 
question."

'Kelsey, so I've been trying to work up the courage 
all morning, instead I've just been rambling on about 
nothing... So here goes, I really wanted to ask you if 
you wanted to go out with me?' he asked.

"I... I don't know what came over me, I think I liked 
him too much, I was afraid of getting close, so I hid 
behind my façade, and told him no. I told him that I 
couldn't date him because we were too much alike and 
that it would be like dating myself. I know it was a 
lame excuse, and It must have come out pretty harshly, 
because I could tell that he was hurt. I remember the 
way his face fell, and I didn't see much of that 
handsome smile afterwards. To make matters worse, 
shortly after my rejection, school ended for Christmas 
break. When we came back he seemed to be over me, 
which stung, but I pushed it down.

"By the end of the school year we had become fairly 
close friends. Part of our initial attraction stemmed 
from us having a lot in common, it turned out that we 
had both even signed up for the school trip to Spain 
organized by our Spanish teacher for the end of our 
junior year. In the time leading up to the trip my 
mind fantasized about the time. We'd have two weeks 
'alone' together, during my birthday, in a foreign 
country, and I imagined that it would be my second 
chance. The first part of the fiasco struck then. 

"Lan started dating his 'best' female friend, Caitlin. 
I absolutely detested that girl, she was truly a 
dreadful person, even I could see in those last few 
months before the trip that he was having his 
misgivings. His other friends and I didn't understand 
it. She wasn't in his league in appearance, 
personality, or mentally... What a horrible birthday 
present! Little did I know... Even though he did not 
want to be with her, he treated her amazingly well, 
and I knew then that I never should have let him go."

Kelsey voice broke and her eyes glistened, Janice 
tactfully looked away giving the girl a moment to 
collect herself. After another few moments, Kelsey 
cleared her throat and continued the narrative without 
comment.

"When we got to Spain, they spent nearly all their 
time together, which annoyed me to no end! And I was 
never sure if I imagined it because of my 
predisposition to hate Caitlin, but she seemed to 
treat him horribly. He did do something sweet for me; 
he took me out for my 17th birthday to a bar while we 
were on Spain's Costa del Sol. I was a bit afraid of 
drinking-the thought of losing control-so I didn't 
actually have much, but it was amazing being with him. 

"I turned in early that night feeling immensely happy. 
I wanted to call my family back home in California, 
knowing that they'd want to wish me a happy birthday 
too. All of the international calling drained my phone 
cards, and when I was finished I decided to head up to 
my hotel room via the long way to savor the amazing 
birthday as long as I could. I found the hotel's back 
stairwell and began to climb my way up to the 9th 
floor. After a few floors I faintly heard a familiar 
sounding female voice. 

"It shrieked, saying 'Ha! Knew you couldn't get it off 
in time, and now you don't get to!' It was Caitlin, 
how dreadful would it have been if I'd blundered into 
her right now! The closest landing to get out of the 
stairwell was a half flight above, and I could tell 
that Caitlin was still a few stories above when I 
heard a frustrated male voice respond to her

"'well I don't wear a bra, and I've never had any 
practice with them, you were supposed to teach me... 
Besides, it's really hard to concentrate with you 
grinding on top of me!' Lan retorted. My heart crashed 
through the floor. I ran up those last few steps and 
somehow made it back to my room just as the tears hit 
me. My last bitter thought as I cried myself to sleep 
was that at least I now knew why he was staying with 
her..." as she finished her tale she felt her eyes 
starting to water up, even after all that time it 
still got to her.

"That is sad my girl, but you know you shouldn't bury 
this inside and wait around. When that boy gets in 
control of his hormones and realizes what a mistake 
he's been living, why he'll remember who's been there 
for him. But you can't be the same girl that hurt him 
once, or he'll never trust his heart with you again. 
You should really try to date elsewhere, get some 
experience; you might find your true soul mate out 
there after all." Janice comforted her in that way 
that only mothers knew.

"You're right, and thanks for listening, I've never 
told anyone that story before" Kelsey sniffled, while 
privately doubting that she would ever be able to love 
anyone else. But the remainder of flight she spent 
silently contemplating what her neighbor had said. 

When the plane landed in Okinawa and the passengers 
disembarked, she bid farewell to Janice and Joe, 
wishing them a happy 40th anniversary. Before they 
separated, Janice handed Kelsey what looked like a 
business card. It read "Doctor Jan: relationship 
psychologist, counselor, and columnist" on the back it 
had a printed phone number and a hand written e-mail 
address. Kelsey pocketed the card feeling a little 
surprised. 

"Now Kelsey, that's my office number and private e-
mail address, you write me any time you need to talk," 
Janice said. As she turned back to her husband, she 
smiled privately to herself knowing from firsthand 
experience that Kelsey's tale would surprise her in 
the end, it was very similar to her own after all. 

Meanwhile, Kelsey made her way through the airport 
following the crowd for the most part. She passed 
easily through customs and moved on to the baggage 
claim area. After securing her suitcase, she began to 
search for her host family, the Hata's. They had 
gratefully agreed to house her for the duration of the 
exchange program. She knew that they were an older 
couple that they had a grown daughter who had married 
an American doctor in the Navy stationed at the base 
there, and that they had a younger son who, despite 
the cultural differences, seemed like an "accident." 
They were supposed to meet her around the baggage 
area. 

She searched around for the family and eventually 
connected them with three people standing together 
holding a sign saying: "Welcome Chelsea!" "Well that's 
got to be them, and it's close enough," she thought to 
herself as she crossed over to them. Hoping to make a 
favorable first impression she greeted them in their 
native tongue and added that she was Kelsey. 

They smiled warmly and exchanged a few more 
pleasantries in Japanese, before she apologized and 
expressed a need to continue in English. At this point 
the young boy, presumably their son, took over. 
Apparently the parents knew very little English. The 
boy, Sen, which was short for Senbuoy she found out, 
had been taught English a little in school, but mostly 
by his sister. "He looks to be only a few years 
younger than me," she thought, "he's small, well at 
least smaller than my 5' 6". It's going to be 
interesting getting used to the sudden height 
disparity." 

Sen looked about 14 and still had a slight boyish 
appearance. Sen offered to take her bags, as the 
family led her towards their car. When they got 
outside she noticed that it was night time. It had 
been Thursday when she left... she saved herself a 
headache and stopped trying to calculate the time and 
date in her head. It would be much simpler to ask. 
When they got in the car she found herself squashed in 
the back seat of a highly compact sedan next to Sen. 
Mr. Hata was behind the wheel being directed 
vehemently by Mrs. Hata. As the two adults had what 
seemed like a stereotypical "driver-navigator" 
squabble Kelsey decided to follow Janice's advice and 
to turn over a new leaf, right now. 

"But how to start, what to change, and what to leave 
the same?" she wondered. Embarrassingly she caught 
herself wondering what kind of changes a guy like Lan 
would want, though she mentally backtracked when she 
caught herself going down that road. "First off, I 
should try to be less shy or guarded, perhaps I can 
even try my hand at some slight flirting..." her 
thoughts continued until she became covertly aware of 
Sen crammed in the seat next to her. "Can I practice 
with him? At the very least I can find out more about 
him and his family," she decided, before saying aloud, 
"So Sen, how did you learn English so well?"

With a moderate accent he replied, "Well a bit in 
school, but mainly my sister taught me. She moved to 
America when her husband had a permanent change of 
station."

"Oh, where do they live now?" she asked, as if America 
was some small place and that she might actually be 
familiar with their new location.

"They live in a town called Bethesda; she says it's 
just a few minutes away from Washington D.C."

"On the East Coast, near the capital, neat!" then to 
herself she thought, "perhaps I'm being a little too 
enthusiastic, but it is hard to gage in the dark."

"Yeah, I want to visit them someday, she says that I 
should even apply to a college near them, but I don't 
know if I could ever leave my parents. Anyway, she 
continued her English lessons for me when after she 
moved, but we had to use Skype. Recently she won't 
respond to any letters or conversations unless I use 
English. It's gotten to the point that I swear I dream 
in English sometimes." He finished and in the 
reflective light from outside Kelsey could see a 
rueful smile spread across his face.

The remainder of the hour or so drive passed with the 
two of them happily chatting in the back seat. Kelsey 
found, that despite being nearly three years her 
junior, Sen was surprisingly smart and witty. Though 
at first he did seem to lack confidence in himself, by 
the time they arrived at the Hata's house she felt she 
knew him fairly well. 

Once inside Mrs. Hata asked if Kelsey was hungry, to 
which she said that she was famished, though in her 
broken Japanese her common American expression of 
hunger came across as "A horse so hungry that it ate 
me." The family smiled, Sen giggled, and Kelsey felt 
as if she was missing something, but Mrs. Hata 
disappeared into the kitchen so the message must have 
gotten across. 

Meanwhile Sen offered to give her a tour around the 
house and show her where she would be staying. The 
house was fairly modern, and had a heavy western 
influence, presumably the older daughter's. The 
kitchen, dining, and family room were separated from 
the sleeping area by a sliding door. The door opened 
to reveal a long hallway lined on either side by 
doors. Sen opened the first door in the hallway, 
another sliding door, to reveal the bathroom. 

It was nice, though had no shower head, and instead of 
the oval tubs she was used to it had a more circular 
one. Seizing the moment, she decided to relieve 
herself. Before sliding the door shut, she turned to 
remove her toiletries bag from the suitcase that Sen 
carried and shut the door. After emptying her bladder 
she washed her hands and saw a conveniently open spot 
in a cubby for her toiletry bag.

When Kelsey returned she saw that Sen was blushing 
furiously. "Thanks Sen, but I can carry my bag on my 
own you know," Kelsey said winking at Sen "I'm not an 
entirely helpless female!" And as she stooped to close 
and carry her bag she saw that her panties had fallen 
out when she had removed her toiletry bag. Now it was 
her turn to feel blood rushing to her face. Hurriedly 
she hid the underwear back in her suitcase trying to 
pretend like nothing had happened while privately 
cursing herself for bringing such a lacy pair.

Mercifully Sen made no comment, instead continuing the 
tour. Further down the hall they arrived at a pair of 
doors on opposite sides of the hallway. Sen motioned 
at one that belonged to him, and then at one which 
used to be his sister's though would be hers for the 
duration of her stay. Lastly he pointed to the end of 
the hall saying that it was his parent's room complete 
with its own bathroom. When his tour came to an end 
Kelsey tentatively opened her room's door. Inside she 
found a full sized bed, a dresser, and a tidy desk 
with chair, very Westernized.

"Mom changed the sheets for the warmer season, and 
made sure that the dresser was cleaned out for you," 
he trailed off leading Kelsey with the impression that 
he had more to say, but looking up at him expectantly 
made him blush once again.

"Thanks again Sen, you've been a real help, I suppose 
I should unpack now," Kelsey said giving him an excuse 
to leave, if anything, however, his redness 
intensified, and she knew he must be thinking of more 
panties like those that had fallen out in the hallway. 
Hastily Kelsey turned her back to Sen and opened her 
suitcase on the bed. Determined not to be embarrassed 
she began unpacking. She put away socks and shirts and 
pants and shorts before the only things remaining were 
her bras and panties. A glance over her shoulder 
revealed that Sen had vacated the room and she let out 
a sigh of relief. 

As she finished unpacking, she placed the empty 
suitcase underneath the bed. Her mind was lagging 
behind allowing her body to move on autopilot. Why 
should she be embarrassed around Sen? He was younger, 
a host, practically a stranger, and cute... that last 
word just slipped in, but it was nevertheless true. 
Sen was a fairly cute boy, "Cute because of those 
boyish facial features and perhaps small build, but 
that was the stereotype for Asians, so I can't hold it 
against him," Kelsey thought with a smirk.

When she returned to the kitchen, Mrs. Hata had 
prepared her an elaborate looking stir-fry on top of 
white steamed rice. "Wow! Sen could you tell your mom 
that she didn't have to go through this much trouble 
for me?"

"Ha! That's just a bit left over from what we ate 
before going to pick you up, and it was one of her 
quick meals, you should see what she does when she 
wants to spend the time!" Sen commented, but he 
relayed her words all the same.

As she finished her delicious meal, she could tell 
that the Hata's were tiring. However, because of her 
time zone shift and long flight, she was not yet 
sleepy. Being gracious hosts, the Hatas would not 
retire for the evening until she was satisfied. To 
avoid being more of a burden on the family, Kelsey 
feigned a yawn and then asked if she could wash up 
before bed. The flight had left her feeling quite 
grimy, perhaps a hot shower, well bath in this case, 
would loosen her up for sleep. Mrs. Hata swept over 
taking her plate and Sen led her to the linen closet. 

Sen handed her a fluffy towel from the closet across 
the hall from the bathroom saying, "My sister told me 
that American baths are much different than ours, if 
you want I could show you how it works..." 

"That blush is very endearing" Kelsey thought as Sen 
trailed off. "Okay, that would be helpful," she said 
allowed.

The bath taps were different than the ones back home, 
but when she thought about it, they were far more 
intuitive that America's. With the tub filling Sen 
backed out of the bathroom and shut the door behind 
him. "I think he's even more shy than I am," she 
thought, "perhaps I shouldn't practice Janice's advice 
with him, although he needs definitely needs the 
experience," she thought chuckling and bending down to 
untie her shoes.

 When she straightened back up she paused to admire 
herself in the mirror. Underneath the weariness of 
travel stood a fairly pretty girl, she was tall and 
thin without being lanky, and had chestnut brown hair 
falling down past her shoulders. At the moment it too 
looked rather grimy, but after a decent washing, its 
luster would return. Her face had those proportions 
that were naturally attractive to the male eye. It was 
oval shaped with a small nose, full lips that seemed 
to perpetually be smirking, and deep brown eyes 
capable melting knees. Moving downward revealed that 
she did indeed poses curves, despite her best efforts 
to hide them. 

Tearing her gaze away from the reflection, she began 
stripping off her outer clothes leaving just a tan bra 
and striped blue-white panties. The body beneath those 
articles was both well-muscled and tanned from all the 
time spent on the swim team. The swim season had ended 
just before she left, so she still in peak condition. 
She paused again to study herself in the mirror. This 
time she noticed the patch of freckles on her stomach 
that she was particularly fond of. When she was 
younger, she used to imagine that they were a copy of 
her favorite star constellation Cassiopeia, though now 
days they were just something she idly traced with her 
fingers while her thoughts were occupied elsewhere. 

Absentmindedly, she reached behind and unhooked the 
clasp of her bra. Letting the garment fall to the 
floor, she stretched her arms up over her head and 
rose up onto her toes. This had an appealing effect of 
lifting her already firm breasts. When she relaxed her 
posture, she studied herself once more in the mirror. 
"I do have a nice body," she thought, "but why do I 
hide it under such conservative clothes?" Her breasts 
were an ample B, going on C, cup, and when combined 
with the rest of what the mirror reflected added up a 
rather stunning figure. 

She smirked again imagining herself in a secluded 
stairwell with Lan teaching him how to undue her bra. 
He would have been much more satisfied having his 
hands where hers now were, than on that flat chested 
hussy, Caitlin. "God! What am I thinking? I was the 
one who pushed him away, ugh..." she moaned in a low 
voice. Thankfully the tub was nearly full, so she 
shimmied out of her panties and escaped into the warm 
water.

Sinking beneath the hot soapy water felt wonderful. It 
washed away the stress of the flight, the panic of her 
momentary trip down memory lane, and, of course, the 
grimy feeling! Submerged up to her shoulders, she laid 
her head back and closed her eyes. This time when her 
mind returned to that day/night in Málaga on the Costa 
del Sol, she replayed the scene from the beginning, 
though as a fantasy, this retelling would deviate from 
reality. 

When she opened her eyes she was alone in an elevator. 
It was her 17th birthday again, but this time around, 
with the aid of her daring imagination, she had 
dressed up for the occasion. It was a surprisingly 
provocative dress that flowed down her body like 
water. It extended down to just above her knees, and 
was made from a silky material of the deepest teal. 

The back of the dress was open, and the front 
displayed moderately deep cleavage, cleavage aided by 
the push-up bra she had doubtlessly put on. She was 
going to drop jaws tonight! The elevator dinged and 
the doors opened onto the hotel's lobby. Confidently 
she took her first steps forward. The lobby was 
crowded and many heads, male and female alike, turned 
as she passed. Kelsey stopped in front of one person 
and met his gaze with a dazzling smile. 

Lan stood there stunned for a few moments before 
finally managing to stammer, "You look great! Oh, and 
happy birthday!" 

Kelsey's smile widened, "So what do you want to do 
with me... I mean where should we go?" Why was she 
blushing so much in her own fantasy?

"Well, I thought we'd go to this one bar that some of 
the other guys we're going to be at, and then perhaps 
sneak us into one of those 18 and up clubs! I mean 
it's your birthday, hopefully that'll be enough to get 
us in without anyone actually doing the math." He said 
with a wink.

"Sounds like mischief, ha-ha" Kelsey said, then she 
voiced something that had been worrying her, "so will, 
uh, Caitlin be meeting up with us?"

"Hmm, yeah about that, well I don't think I'll be 
seeing much of her for the rest of the trip, well for 
as long as I can avoid it anyways..." Lan answered 
shiftily.

"Why? What happened?" Kelsey asked in perhaps a higher 
pitched voice than normal.

"It's kind of an awkward story, but you'd only worm it 
out of me anyways, so here goes. Yesterday morning 
Matt and I went on a run, when we got back, I went up 
to the hotel room I share with Mike and Nate to take a 
shower. It was empty when I got there, so I grabbed my 
shower stuff and jumped in. When steam filled the 
bathroom I noticed that Nate's flowery, leftover, 
'cologne' filled the air. Well that sent must have 
convinced Mike that it was Nate taking another of his 
incredibly long showers instead of me. Sometime during 
my shower Caitlin showed up. I don't know if she was 
looking for me or Mike, but when I finished my shower 
and walked out, I saw her, naked, bent over the bed. 
Mike was, well standing behind her. He had his pants 
off. 

They were so caught up in the throes of passion that 
my presence went undetected. As I stood there in only 
a towel, I watched my supposed best friend and 
girlfriend going at it. I was powerless to pull myself 
away or to make them stop. It wasn't the first time 
I'd seen people having sex in real life, nah that had 
happened at Burning Man a few years back, though 
that's another long and awkward story. But this was 
different, I knew both of them, for anyone else or in 
any other circumstances, it might have been arousing. 
For me, well I felt only horror. Mike had his hands on 
Caitlin's hips and was pounding into her, the 'smack, 
smack, smack' sound filled our hotel room. 

Caitlin, leaning over the bed, was propped up on her 
arms allowing her breasts to sway rhythmically with 
every impact from Mike. She was moaning in pleasure. 
He was grunting in ecstasy. I was groaning in agony. 
They both seemed close to something. Then, Mike slid 
his hands forward to cup Caitlin's breasts and thrust 
powerfully once more into her. He held that position 
as the waves of an orgasm gripped his body. When it 
passed, they fell onto the bed sighing. It was around 
this time when they finally noticed me. 

The next few moments, in hindsight, were actually kind 
of humorous, as well all just stared at each other. 
They didn't say a word, they just lay there panting as 
I turned, grabbed my suitcase, and left. I haven't 
spoken with either of them since, but I figure that 
both of those relationships are over," Lan explained, 
and stood there looking at Kelsey as if waiting for 
her to say something.

"Oh Lan, I'm so sorry, listen, we don't have to go out 
tonight, let's do..."

"No! It's your birthday!" he protested.

"I know, I have one every year, how often do people 
walk in on something like that?" She asked.

He chuckled softly, "Not too often, which is why I 
want to go out and forget all about it."

"Lan, I'm not sure if that's the best soluti-" she 
trailed off as Lan was giving her a stern "Don't 
patronize me" sort of look, "Okay, Okay, we'll go, I 
really wanted to anyway... (and I knew I never should 
have let you go)" she said, making the last part 
almost inaudible, "You know if it's any consolation, 
from what I've heard from the other girls, Mike has a 
really small penis."

"Yeah I didn't fail to notice that, but it seemed to 
be working for her."

"Well I roomed with Caitlin when we were stuck in 
Puerto Rico, and well Victoria really does have a 
secret in her case. She hides it all really well with 
clothes, and I didn't want to say anything when you 
seemed 'happy' with her, but she's shaped kind of like 
a box with I don't know how else to say it, but fairly 
tubular breasts."

"You know I didn't know how to describe her at the 
time but now that you mention it, box-like and tubular 
fits really well," he said finally looking a bit more 
cheerful, "but I'm glad it's over, I may have gotten 
used to her body, but her personality and the way it 
led her to treat me, well it was really wearing me 
down... So now you know the story, and why I'd really 
love to have a drink, especially with a hottie like 
you" Lan said winking again at her. This time she 
returned the wink as he promptly took her hand and led 
her out of the hotel lobby. 

The two of them made their way to the bar where they 
met up with a few other classmates. An hour or so 
later Kelsey had more than a pleasant buzz going on. 
It was her first time drinking, and it really did not 
take much for her to lose any and all inhibition. 
Suddenly she wanted to dance. Excitedly she rushed at 
Lan exclaiming that it was time to go to the club, 
right now. With a little more prompting the whole 
group was on board with the idea. Getting past the 
Spanish bouncers was easy, they did not even check 
anyone's IDs. 

Once in, a slightly unbalanced Kelsey grabbed Lan's 
hand and dragged him into the crowd on the dance 
floor. As with most clubs, it was entirely too humid 
inside. Hundreds of people dancing to a techno-house 
beat were joined by an enthusiastic Kelsey. Lan, 
however, was a little more apprehensive. He loosened 
up to the point that Kelsey felt ready to cut lose a 
little more, as the song phased to a new number, she 
turned her back to him and began to grind against him. 
Taking her cue, he placed his hands on her hips. Only 
a thin dress separated Kelsey from Lan, it was 
electrifying! 

The two lost track of time until Lan decided take a 
risk. He bent his head forward, kissed her neck in a 
trail from her shoulder to her ear, and whispered, 
"Want to get out of here?"

Kelsey's heart skipped a beat, throwing caution into 
the wind, she replied "How about back to the hotel?" 
For a response he squeezed her hand, then brought it 
to his lips and kissed it. The two practically flew 
back to the hotel lobby. On an impulse Kelsey steered 
Lan towards the rear stairwell instead of to the 
elevators. The climb to the tenth floor was punctuated 
by furious kissing on each new landing. When they 
finally made it up to her floor, they both knew they 
would not make it to her room. 

Unsure of how it happened, Kelsey found herself 
perched atop Lan who was lying on the landing. 
Straddling his midsection, she leaned forward and 
kissed him deeply. Near the end of the kiss she 
realized that with her dress flared around them, she 
was sitting directly over his penis wearing nothing 
but panties. The thought sent electric pulses through 
her, and she could not help herself, she began to 
gyrate her hips. It was not working, "how irritating," 
she thought frustrated, "I need to get those pants 
down!" Breaking the kiss, she lifted onto her knees to 
allow her hands room to fumble with his pant button 
and zipper. Eventually he realized what she was 
attempting to do, with a laugh he brushed her hands 
away and easily slid his pants down. 

With a sigh, she settled back down, this time she 
could feel his erection through the two thin layers 
that were his boxers and her panties. They began to 
kiss again. In another few moments they were dry 
humping once more. This time it was Lan who made a 
bold move. Slowly he unzipped the back of her dress 
enough so that the thin straps slid limply down her 
arms. When they broke the kiss for air and she sat 
upright she took the hint and let the dress fall off 
her arms. 

Now she was clad on top in only a bra. Lan pulled her 
back to him, savagely kissing every inch he could 
reach. She increased her rhythm, having finally 
managed to position her clit over his member for every 
stroke. She let out a soft moan, while Lan, deciding 
to take still yet another chance unhooked her bra and 
began fondling her breasts.

Oddly, around this point, perhaps owing to the sudden 
loss of clothing, the chill of the night pierced 
through her passion. The realization of cold snapped 
her out of her fantasy. "How long have I been in this 
bath?" she wondered aloud. The water had steadily 
cooled, but being lost in her imagination and playing 
with herself had completely distracted her. Hurriedly 
Kelsey finished washing. She wanted to get back to 
masturbating while the images of Lan playing with her 
boobs were still solidly in her mind.

She stepped out of the tub, let the cold water drain 
out, and reached for the towel Sen had given her. 
While standing there drying herself off, she noticed 
that the bathroom door was slightly cracked. "I'll 
have to remember to shut it all the way next time, 
especially if I am going to make a lot of noise while 
fantasizing again..." she thought naughtily. She 
wrapped her hair up in the towel to dry before 
realizing that she did not have a second towel for her 
body. She could change back into her original clothes, 
but she really detested the idea of putting something 
on that she had spent countless hours in already. 

She could also let her hair down and cover herself 
with her towel, then rewrap it once in her room. 
However, she still felt slightly mischievous from her 
fantasy. She decided not to waste more time by undoing 
and redoing her hair, so she gathered up her discarded 
clothing, turned off the lights, and crept silently 
from the bathroom, entirely naked. 

The house was dark and quiet as Kelsey cautiously made 
her way to the room Sen had shown her as her own. 
Trying not to make any noise, she gently opened the 
door, stepped into the room, and replaced the door as 
quietly as she could. It was a good thing she had been 
so quiet too, because the moment she had done all of 
this, she realized that something was wrong. This was 
not her room. As her eyes fell upon the person lying 
on the bed, she realized that she had accidentally 
crept naked into Sen's room. 

Kelsey's mortification was forestalled as she studied 
Sen. In the dim lighting, it took a few moments for 
her to realize that she was not the only nude person 
in this room. Sen lay upon his bed, eyes clamped 
tightly shut, stroking himself. She did not get a 
super clear view in the dim room, but perhaps that was 
for the best as it also concealed her abrupt 
intrusion. "It's so sad being interrupted in the 
middle of masturbation," she thought wistfully.

Kelsey's heart leaped into her throat, as a familiar 
sounding murmur escaped from Sen's lips, "Oh 
Kelsey..." he sighed. 

 "It is definitely time to go," she thought panicking, 
"I don't know how much longer he's going to be 
distracted." Stealthily, she left the room, leaped 
across the hall, and disappeared into the darkness of 
her actual room. Breathing a sigh of relief, she 
willed her heart to calm down. Her thoughts were 
racing. Growing up with two brothers meant that this 
was not the first time she had walked in on a young 
boy playing with himself. But this time was different. 
This time she was excited by it. Perhaps it was that 
she had just met Sen, or that she herself felt so 
horny, or that Sen had evidentially been thinking of 
her... 

Absentmindedly she took her day's dose of birth 
control pills. Although still a virgin, and with no 
plans of becoming sexually active, her OB doctor had 
started her on them for her intense menstrual pains 
and minor acne. Both had cleared up with the 
medication, so she stayed on it. As she settled down 
to sleep, the close call convinced her not to finish 
her masturbating. It was better to go to sleep horny, 
than to tempt fate again in one night. Her last 
disconnected thought of the evening was of Sen inching 
the sliding bathroom door ajar and watching her as she 
masturbated. Had they both gotten away with 
voyeuristic encounters tonight?

***

The next few days passed with a slew of orientations, 
tours, schedules, and introductions between the 
various other exchange students in this year's 
program. The highlight of the weekend was when Kelsey 
selected her academic schedule for the semester. The 
program included more than just school work, some 
extracurricular activities included cultural 
immersions, and extended tours of historical sites, 
those types of things. 

First thing Monday morning, everyone would be starting 
off with two periods of an accelerated Japanese 
immersion class. After that they were allowed an 
elective followed by lunch, then another elective. 
Finally, they all had two more standardized classes 
like the morning ones. For her first elective, Kelsey 
chose a PE class. 

It would be good to loosen up right after being 
bottled up for several hours. "Plus," she thought 
while still trying to convince herself, "it'll keep me 
in shape!" Astonishingly, the school offered a 
swimming class, something she wished her own school 
had, instead swim practice had to be held at the 
horribly run down city pool... After lunch was a tough 
elective to fill, in the end she chose calculus, after 
all numbers were supposed to be a universal language. 
Needless to say, she was really excited about Monday. 

The Hatas had proven to be an exceptionally caring and 
thoughtful family. Every night they ate together. The 
adults did their best to make Kelsey feel included. 
Sen was amazingly helpful; however, she had a hard 
time looking at him without picturing him naked and 
beating off. He just looked so young, innocent, and 
cute. She also found herself unconsciously flirting 
with him. Nothing major or obvious, she hoped. She 
would find excuses to put her hand on his arm or 
shoulder, brush up against him when they passed, smile 
and laugh when he was around, in short, it was exactly 
the type of behavior that Janice would have 
recommended. 

She felt slightly guilty about it, until she realized 
that she was rather enjoying the charade. It was fun 
to finally be one of the outgoing, flirty, girls. 
"Especially when with strangers who I will never see 
again," thought the most logical part of her brain. 

When Monday finally arrived, the household woke early 
for the start of a new week. The walk to school was a 
short one with Sen leading the way, talking animatedly 
about what to expect when they arrived, about his 
friends, about where they hung out and the like. 
Growing slightly nervous, her mind drifted letting 
Sen's monologue wash over her. She was apprehensive 
about the reception she would find at school. Her 
school rarely had exchange students. Those it did have 
were often ostracized and she always felt so bad for 
them being all on their own. 

She reviewed what she knew about today. The school was 
smaller than hers back in California, with well under 
a thousand students, possibly closer to six or seven 
hundred. At home, her raduating-class alone had 
consisted of over a thousand students! She also knew 
that she would not be alone, there were close to 20 
other American high schoolers here with her! That 
thought made her feel much better until a question 
directed at her snapped her out of her reverie.

"Would you like me to walk you to your first class?" 
Sen asked bringing to her attention that they were in 
sight of campus.

Kelsey knew where to go from her orientation, but Sen 
seemed to be playing the role of host. She nodded with 
a small smile that made him redden slightly. Walking 
through the hallways with Sen drew a lot of glances. 
She was tall compared to her Japanese female counter 
parts (as well as a surprising number of the male 
ones). Many people passing her greeted her in heavily 
accented English, to which she responded appropriately 
in Japanese earning her a number of respectful smiles. 
"oh how quaint it is to be at such a small school!" 
she thought. Eventually they arrived at the small 
class room where she would spend her first two periods 
in. "Thanks a lot Sen, maybe I'll see you at lunch and 
I can meet some of your friends?"

"Sure! But I should see you before then, we both have 
PE before lunch."

"I forgot to ask what your schedule was like, but you 
can tell me at lunch, I don't want to make you late 
for your own class, bye!" With that she turned and 
entered the class room. It was a small room on the 
second floor, and it was already half full. The goal 
of these classes was to absorb and apply as much 
language as possible, thus they were advised to speak 
in Japanese whenever possible. 

It was a challenging few hours full of vocabulary to 
practice, verb conjugations to memorize and the like. 
She was not the worst in the class, and everyone was 
far from fluent, but she would learn. Nevertheless it 
was a relief when the bell rung signaling that it was 
time for Kelsey to make her way to the locker rooms. 
 
Kelsey found the locker rooms early so that she could 
be assigned a locker and change into her suit in time 
for class. She was early in that too, the locker room 
was essentially empty as she slipped out of her 
clothes and into her one piece "work-out" swim suit. 
Despite being heavily used, not to mention a one 
piece, the suit was fairly flattering on her. She put 
the standardized PT uniform on top, grabbed a towel, 
and walked through the locker room door to the indoor 
pool. The room was scented heavily with chlorine, 
giving it a very familiar atmosphere. It was odd 
feeling the thousands and thousands of miles from home 
suddenly disappear! Kelsey smiled lazily as she stared 
into the faintly rippling aqua water. 
 
The water held her spellbound for several minutes 
before chattering voices announced the arrival of her 
other classmates. She followed behind them to where a 
pair of swim coaches waited by a section of bleachers. 
As the class gathered around them, they began to take 
role. The students fell silent, responding in turn as 
their names were called out. After everyone was Matted 
present, they started speaking. Most of the speech was 
lost on Kelsey, but what she did understand made her 
groan softly. If what she understood was correct, then 
she was in a class full of people just learning how to 
swim. In fact, the class might not even get into the 
water until the end of the week! 

Just her luck... As she looked around, she noticed for 
the first time that the majority of the class was a 
lot younger than she was. That part at least made 
sense; this must be something expected or offered for 
the younger classmen. "Well maybe I can switch to 
another group or something..." she thought glumly. At 
the end of the class, she attempted to speak with the 
instructors about it. They told her that she could 
switch to a weight training class but otherwise most 
of the other classes in this time slot were full. "I 
guess I can wait a few more days to get back into the 
water," she thought then thanked the instructor for 
his help. 

The locker room was quite crowded when she arrived. 
From snatches of conversation she picked up walking to 
her own locker, she was not the only one disappointed 
that they would not be getting in the water anytime 
soon, nor was she the only one to have prematurely 
changed into her swim suit. When she arrived at her 
locker she saw a few people who were obviously in her 
class already changing. The one to her right was 
already back into her school clothes and was doing up 
her shoes. The one to the left was stark naked, neatly 
storing her uniform and this week's towel back into 
her locker. Kelsey covertly sized the girl up while 
she herself changed. Most obviously she was shorter 
than Kelsey, and had a petite frame. It was not that 
the girl was flat chested, just that she had petite, 
though well-shaped, breasts. 

By this time Kelsey was as naked as her neighbor. Her 
B, bordering on C, cups looked gigantic in comparison. 
The next thing she slyly noticed was that the girl had 
wispy, though thick, looking dark pubic hair. Kelsey, 
in contrast, was very tidy "down-there," in fact, 
waxing was a common procedure done my most of the 
females on the team at the start of swim season. By 
this time, the other girl had finished repacking and 
was beginning to redress, though she had finally 
seemed to notice Kelsey because she was staring wide 
eyed at her. 

Kelsey flushed worse than Sen. She was fumbling so 
much in an effort to hasten her dressing that it ended 
up taking her even more time. Eventually, when she was 
sure she had done it correctly, she gathered her 
backpack, and left at top speed for lunch. Kelsey made 
a mental note to try talking with her neighbors the 
next day, not only would this give her practice with 
her Japanese, and perhaps make her some new friends, 
but it could also give her an excuse to watch them. 
Kelsey did not know what to make of it, but she 
thought the Japanese girls were very beautiful. Not 
that she was sexually or romantically attracted to 
them, just that they had a kind of statuesque beauty 
to them.

 She was lost in those thoughts as she turned the 
corner out of the locker room. There was some sort of 
commotion going on outside, a circle of boys "larger" 
(they were about her height) seemed to be picking on a 
smaller one in the center. They were laughing and 
pointing at him when Kelsey got close enough to 
recognize the smaller boy as Sen. Without thinking, 
she called out "Sen!" and rushed forward through the 
circle of boys to him. 

Standing at Sen's side, she glared at the other boys 
who quailed under its intensity. By this, time various 
instructors were emerging from the locker rooms, 
dispersing the crowds by their mere proximity. When 
the danger had passed she turned to Sen to ask what 
had just happened. Sen took one look at her, hung his 
head, and ran back into the boy's locker room. "What 
just happened?" she asked herself aloud.

Startlingly, a voice answered her saying, "It seemed 
kinda like a hazing ritual to me"

Kelsey spun around and saw one of the other exchange 
students standing behind her. At the moment she could 
not remember his name or exactly where he was from, 
but the accent suggested the south, possibly Texas. 
"Really? What happened?" she asked.

"Well I think those guys were teasing him about 
something, but I didn't catch what it was about, poor 
guy, I guess high school can suck regardless of where 
it is in the world. Anyways, you going to lunch now? 
Wanna grab something together?" he asked.

She did not want to leave Sen, not to mention the fact 
that she still could not remember the boy's name which 
was bound to create awkwardness. "Um, Sen, that boy 
being picked on, is my host, and I was going to meet 
his friends with him at lunch, I'd feel bad for him if 
I just left..." she explained.

"Hmm, trust me he's probably going to want to cool off 
for a minute. If it were me, I'd hate to lose face in 
front of an older girl," He said winking at me.

That made sense, she could always talk with Sen about 
it later, "Alright, alright, you've convinced me, 
let's go get some food, but please tell me your name 
again, I'm sorry but I've forgotten," she finished 
lamely.

"Forgotten me already? Not a chance then! Ha-ha!" he 
laughed and they set off for lunch.

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. Kelsey's 
thoughts kept drifting to Sen, and wondering what had 
happened. Those thoughts made her feel like she should 
run to him and protect him. "So much for flirting with 
him," she thought, "Now he's just another little 
brother... I need to think of something else! Damn 
what's that southern boy's name! I'm going to have to 
pay attention in class and hope someone calls on him 
or takes role or something!" After last period she met 
up with Sen at their agreed spot. She noticed 
immediately that he did not meet her gaze, "that's not 
a good sign, it's like he lost all of his confidence 
and is back to that shy boy who greeted her coming off 
the plane, I wonder what got him out of that anyways?" 

They walked home in silence. Kelsey was trying to work 
out a plan to get Sen talking and happy again. "You 
know," she reasoned mentally, "it doesn't have to be 
in that order, what if he really did see me in the 
bath, maybe that's what made him so confident." Along 
that line of thought, a daring plan came to fruition. 
If it worked it should not only get him happy and 
talking again, but could also clear the "little 
brother" image from her mind. For this, Janice would 
probably offer to adopt her into the family!

When they got home, Kelsey took stock of the facts. 
The house was empty except for them, and would remain 
so for several more hours until first Mrs. then a 
while later Mr. Hata returned from work. Deciding to 
test the waters with an innocent question, Kelsey 
asked, "So Sen, what are you going to do this 
afternoon?" as they walked into the living room.

"Probably going to start on my homework," he mumbled.

"Oh, what stuff do you have to do?" she asked still 
fishing for the right responses.

"Um, mainly just math," Sen responded.

"Cool, want any help? Math is one of my stronger 
subjects, what math are you in?"

"Algebra. And I guess I could use some help, I feel 
like we were assigned a mountain of it."

"The plan is working already," she thought following 
Sen into his bedroom. Once inside she set her backpack 
down before saying "I'm gonna change real quick, I'll 
be right back." Sen did not even look up as she 
disappeared of to her own room. There she pulled out 
an oversized t-shirt and her sleeping shorts. They 
were very short shorts. Kelsey pulled her shirt off 
over her head, and then unhooked her bra, before 
pulling the over-sized shirt back on. The first part 
of the part of her plan was working out perfectly. The 
shirt fell down past the bottom of her shorts giving 
off the illusion that she wore nothing underneath. 
Bra-less and appearing to be only clothed in a big 
shirt, Kelsey hurriedly rejoined Sen in his room. 

Sen was already seated at his desk in front of a few 
text books. Kelsey was able to stalk up behind him 
without notice. Peering over his shoulder she noticed 
that he was working on simplifying equations, or 
reducing them to their simplest forms before finally 
using them to solve a series of equations. Placing a 
hand on his shoulder she said "Three equations, three 
unknowns?"

Sen flinched in his seat and took a few very deep 
breaths before managing to say, "Actually we're only 
doing two equations to solve two unknowns, for now, 
but later we'll move on to three, that's the easy part 
though, I have a hard time putting them into simple, 
manageable, forms."

With her hand still one of his shoulders, she bent 
over his other shoulder to peer closer at his 
assignment. "I see now, only two variables," she said 
softly leaning even closer so that her breast came 
into contact with him. "I actually had fun doing these 
types of problems. Oh! That sounds horribly nerdy, 
doesn't it?" with that she removed both of her 
tantalizing touches and sat down on his bed. 

"Um, no not really" Sen stammered turning to look at 
her for the first time. She was sitting just a few 
feet away. The bed was higher than his chair, the 
vantage showed off her crossed legs nicely. Sen 
started fidgeting with his shorts, turning the most 
brilliant shade of red in the process. 

Kelsey smiled to herself correctly guessing the reason 
he had so suddenly hidden his lap back under the desk. 
"Well let's get started then!" 

The two of them worked for the better part of an hour, 
after the first ten minutes Sen had joined Kelsey on 
his bed so that they could put their heads together. 
Kelsey continued making subtle contact, a hand on his 
arm or leg here, a head on his shoulder there, nothing 
very intimate. Until they had finished the problem 
set. On the pretext of looking over their work one 
last time, she extended the pages at arm's length away 
Sen and with a smirk she said, "Perfect, we finished 
with just enough time for you to do them all one more 
time!"

"No way!" Sen cried out reaching for the pages. At the 
last moment Kelsey twitched her arms backwards. 
Without thinking Sen corrected his course for the 
pages only to find his hand brushing solidly against 
her breasts along the way. Kelsey relinquished her 
hold on the homework still smirking. Sen, however, had 
frozen in place, "Oh, Kelsey, please forgive me, it 
was an accident, I swear!" he blurted out jumping off 
the bed.

"No it wasn't" Kelsey murmured too softly for Sen to 
hear. But, as Sen still looked horrified, she said, in 
a clearly audible voice, "Don't worry Sen, it was my 
fault, I stole your homework, remember? Anyways, do 
you think you could help me with mine now?" 

For the next hour or so they practiced vocabulary, but 
Sen was careful not to get too close to her again and 
he definitely stayed off the bed. Her plan to get him 
to open back up had worked fairly well, "True he's a 
little gun shy, but in retrospect, he'll remember this 
a lot more than being picked on by those bullies, and 
maybe tomorrow I can ask what really happened," she 
decided.

 The sound of the front door opening had Kelsey 
hopping. It would probably be a good idea to change 
into something more appropriate before any adults laid 
eyes on her. She darted from the room, across the 
hall, and into her own room before the front door even 
closed again. Wondering about what must be going on 
inside of Sen's head right now, Kelsey deftly changed 
back into the clothes she had worn to school. 

The rest of the evening was pleasant, Mr. and Mrs. 
Hata enthusiastically inquired about her and Sen's 
day. Kelsey even volunteered to help cook with Mrs. 
Hata. At home she loved to cook, the idea of expanding 
her skill set was simply too good to pass up. There 
are some activities that transcend a language barrier, 
in that kitchen with Mrs. Hata, cooking was one of 
them. It began with a few pointers, such as how to 
cook rice. "So it turns out that all I ever needed was 
a pot, some water, and a finger..." she smiled filling 
the big pot of rice with water to her first knuckle. 

Such a simple trick, but she had never heard of it, 
all of that before they had even started on the real 
dinner. The meal was fantastic, food always seemed to 
taste better to her when she had a hand in its 
creation. However, all of the cooking had left her 
feeling hot, sweaty, and greasy, so she could not wait 
for her chance to clean up in the bath. When everyone 
had cleared their plates, Kelsey rose to help clean, 
in one motion all three Hatas protested. 

Kelsey feigned ignorance, giving herself away slightly 
because of the smirk on her face, and continued to 
tidy up. Surprisingly all four of them found 
themselves scrubbing pots, drying dishes, and storing 
leftovers together. It was not a typical activity, yet 
it was fun nonetheless!

With the work complete in record time, Mr. and Mrs. 
Hata retreated to their room for the evening. Kelsey 
and Sen were alone again for the first time since the 
afternoon study session. As this fact dawned on Sen 
his overt shyness returned. "So did a touch of 
klutziness," Kelsey thought as he dropped the dish 
towel for the third time while trying to hang it on 
the towel rod. "And here comes the flush! I'd better 
spare him it this time though, I am trying to butter 
him up after all." "So I guess I'll see you tomorrow 
morning Sen, goodnight!" she said to him before 
disappearing off down the hall. The final thing she 
had planned for the day would work out much better if 
she could get it started while Sen was still in the 
kitchen! 

Rushing to her room, she grabbed her towels-this time 
she remembered the second one for her hair, not that 
she particularly minded streaking through a house of 
almost complete strangers, but it was best not to make 
a habit of it. In the next instant Kelsey was skidding 
to a stop on the bathroom tile. Carefully, she shut 
the sliding door so that it remained open about an 
inch. Hopeful that she would soon have an audience, 
Kelsey artfully stripped and started filling the tub. 

It was nothing too major, just things like an 
exaggerated removal of her bra before giving the 
"door" a full-frontal nudity shot while stretching to 
the ceiling. The bath itself was pure business because 
she actually was feeling a bit tired. "Surely my 
audience has watched as long as they dare. They must 
be gone by now," she thought longing for bed. The 
house was dark and she was almost to her room when the 
sound of soft sobs made her pause. The sound was 
coming from Sen's room. 

She knocked softly before letting herself in without 
waiting for an answer. "Sen, what's wrong? Something's 
been up all day, ever since, well right before lunch," 
she asked while crossing his room in the dark. 
Forgetting that she was clad only in a towel, she sat 
down beside him on his bed and placed a hand on him. 
"Sen, come on, tell me, what were those guys teasing 
you about? Someone said something about a hazing?"

The silence stretched on for what could have been 
hours before Sen took a shaky deep breath and said, 
"They just were teasing me."

"About what?" she pried.

"You wouldn't understand!" he said a bit harshly and 
rolled away from her.

"Why? Because I'm American?" she asked feeling 
slightly hurt. "Just when I thought we were connecting 
too..."

"What?" Sen asked startled, "No nothing like that, I 
like that you're American, I just meant that you're a 
girl, so you wouldn't understand. It was a guy 
thing..."

"Why did I just over react to that? What does it 
matter if he likes me or not? Wait he wasn't even 
talking about 'liking' or 'not liking,'" Kelsey 
thought trying to puzzle out her reactions. Something 
about the way she had burst in on Sen when she had 
heard him suffering, or about the way she was now 
separated from him by only a towel and the darkness. 
It all pointed to something, but right now was not the 
time to figure it out, "Sen, please tell me," she said 
softly.

"Promise that you won't laugh?"

"Of course I won't laugh! I'm your... your friend, now 
please just tell me what happened."

"I guess it's silly really, but they were making fun 
of me for being small"

"Small? But you're still growing! Plus everyone here 
seems small to me." Kelsey said, very glad that it was 
dark because she had a smile of relief on her face and 
in the light it might look too much like the beginning 
of the foresworn laughter.

"No," he swallowed audibly, "not like that, they said 
I was small, um down there..." he said trailing off to 
almost a whisper at the end.

Now she understood. "Boys can be such assholes!" she 
cursed angrily to herself. "Sen, you're still growing 
there too. Plus some guys are small when, well soft, 
it doesn't mean that they will be small when they are 
hard," this was, strictly speaking, outside of her 
area of expertise, hell it was outside of her normal 
comfort zone, but she had to say something. 

Sen sniffed loudly, "Really?"

"Of course!" she reassured him, "Sen I'm sorry I 
didn't talk with you sooner and that I missed meeting 
your friends at lunch." Without meaning to, she found 
herself leaning towards him and hugging him tightly. 
It was at this point that she suddenly remembered that 
she was only wearing a towel. It was at this point 
that the towel suddenly remembered that it was only 
being held up by a slight in-folding upon itself. 
Kelsey hastily detached herself and made to stand up.

"Wait!" Sen hissed, "Please don't leave me yet!" he 
begged finally turning back to face her.

In the dark, being torn between a boy needing her 
comforting presence and a desire to escape with her 
clothing intact, her towel seized upon the moment of 
indecision and unwound itself. "Well that makes up my 
mind," she thought lowering herself onto the bed next 
to Sen. In this position her newfound nakedness was 
hidden from whatever night vision he possessed. Under 
the guise of making herself more comfortable, she 
pulled the rebellious towel over her body like a 
blanket. She put an arm around him and they stayed 
there in silence. 

For a time, this seemed to be all that Sen needed. 
Kelsey was pretty sure that she had recovered well! 
"Geez, that was kinda like fumbling the ball only to 
recover it and score a touchdown!" 

As the moment lengthened, Sen rolled onto his other 
side with a gentle sigh, and Kelsey found herself 
spooning him. She watched his body rise and fall with 
a steadily decreasing rate as his respirations slowed. 
Sure that he must have fallen asleep, Kelsey 
cautiously extricated herself. She did not even bother 
rewrapping the towel; instead she took one last glance 
at Sen's peaceful sleeping form, and then went back to 
her own bed. Sliding beneath the covers, she let out a 
sigh of her own, relieved to be alone to sort through 
the rush of events that had just happened. In the end 
she could no longer deny it, she was coming to have a 
small crush on Sen. Content with that confession, she 
passed blissfully into unconsciousness.

The next morning both of them seemed to start over 
with clean slates. They both looked refreshed as they 
happily started off for school. Tactfully, neither 
mentioned what had taken place last night. During her 
first two periods, Kelsey was reminded that after 
fourth period, the exchange program would be leaving 
school for one of their cultural experiences. 

It was just a tour of the down town area to be 
concluded with an authentic Japanese cuisine dinner. 
They would be returned to their host families somewhat 
later in the evening. She had totally forgotten about 
it! Subconsciously her mind had been drawing up more 
plans for her afternoon alone with Sen, but looks like 
they would have to be saved for another day. 

Still, she felt down, and only halfheartedly flirted 
with what's-his-name, Southern Boy. Mostly the 
attempts involved her attempting to figure out his 
name. It became a game that they both fell back on 
whenever the tour or dinner was particularly dull. By 
the end she had resorted to systematically guessing in 
reverse alphabetical order, but with no luck. "The 
tour and food was good, for the most part" she thought 
as she arrived home. 

The sun had set some time during dinner, and she was 
not surprised that it was Sen who met her at the door. 
In fact she would have gambled that on a weekday, he 
was probably the only one left up at this time. "Hi 
Sen!" she said cheerfully crossing the threshold and 
hugging him for no reason. "It's really too bad we 
didn't finish earlier, I bet that I didn't get home 
earlier enough to help you with your math."

She thought that the flush appearing in his cheeks was 
from the memory of what else had happened during that 
study session, but Sen surprised her by saying, 
"Actually, yesterday we completed my entire week of 
math homework. It was just that we finished with my 
days assignment and I, well I wasn't ready to quit 
yet..."

"Ha-ha, really?" Kelsey asked while privately thinking 
that Sen had pulled a fast one on her yesterday and 
that perhaps she was underestimating him.

"Yeah, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but, um if you are 
any good at biology, I could use some help with that 
tomorrow, I mean if you are home that it," he said 
tentatively.

Kelsey saw the double meaning in his statement, but 
doubted that Sen did in all of his innocence. He would 
surely be getting some "biology" help if she had any 
say in it. "Kelsey," she said to herself, "sometimes 
you truly have a dirty mind." "Sounds good. Hey listen 
Sen, thanks for waiting up for me, I think I should 
take my bath and turn in though, it's getting pretty 
late."

"Oh yeah, of course!"

"I must be a fool" she thought watching Sen hurry off 
in front of her to his own room, "but all the same I 
think I'll leave the bathroom door open two inches 
tonight!"

Tonight's bath was another quick one. Afterwards 
Kelsey dried off, wrapped her hair up, and debated 
with herself. "Why do I go through all the trouble of 
leaving the door cracked while I strip and bathe, only 
to bother hiding behind a towel for all of a 15 foot 
walk to my room? It doesn't make much sense." Despite 
the logic of her arguments, the towel was still firmly 
fixed in place before she left. 

In the dark hall she automatically walked to Sen's 
room instead of her own. Sen's door was ajar, which 
seemed as good a reason as any for her to pause and 
listen. Disappointingly she heard nothing. "Why am I 
looking for an excuse to go in and see him? Wait a 
minute, why do I need an excuse?" and with that 
thought, she slipped in, uninvited and wearing only a 
towel, for the third time. 

Kelsey did not bother trying to hide her presence this 
time, and Sen's shape on the bed sat up saying 
excitedly "I was hoping that you'd come back!" 

Kelsey chuckled, she could just barely make out him 
retreating towards the wall, leaving a spot for her to 
sit, or more hopefully lay, down in. Knowing he had 
his back to her, Kelsey undid her towel and draped it 
over herself as she assumed the same position she had 
the night before. The night before had been filled 
with a somber silence and enjoyment of the mere 
company of one another, conversely, tonight they were 
both rather chatty. In a whispered conversation, they 
both shared their days events, asked trivial questions 
about how the other's had been, before eventually 
arriving to more personal matters. 

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Sen asked timidly.

"Ha-ha, why do ask Sen?" she responded teasingly, "but 
the answer is no I do not have one."
"Good, I mean okay, have you ever had one?"

"Well there was one guy, and we dated for a while, but 
when the time came, I turned him down..."

"Oh really? Never? Well were you ever, um in love with 
anyone?"

Kelsey wondered where Sen's mind was going with all of 
this. At first it seemed like someone preparing to 
pick her up, but now it felt like a curious younger 
sibling asking for her to share her world experiences. 
"But how do I answer this one?" she thought before 
responding with, "I think so. It was at the same time 
more wonderful and more terrible than you can imagine. 
It's called unrequited love, and it's all the worse 
because I think it could have been more. That's in the 
past however. You know one thing no one ever seems to 
mention is how to fall out of love."

"Does it hurt?" he asked sounding concerned.

She had to smile at that, it was just such an innocent 
sounding question, "If it's possible to hurt and yet 
still be amazing, then yes it does slightly, but not 
in a way I can really describe. I really don't think I 
understand myself."

"Okay, I didn't want to bring up anything painful, and 
am sorry if I did."

"No nothing like that Sen! Don't worry about me," she 
said hugging him from behind. Her breast pressed 
against his back, and she wondered if he had realized 
that she'd been naked next to him for hours over the 
past few days. "Okay my turn, what about you? Any 
girls out there? And have you fallen in love with one 
of them?"

"Um, no, no girls. Well we used to live next to a girl 
I really liked, and she liked me, I think, well she 
kissed me once in her back yard anyways... but that 
was years ago. Now I know there are pretty girls at 
school, but none of them even look at me. Kelsey, how 
can I tell if I'm in love?"

"That really is a tough question; many people will 
give many different answers, and some that I've been 
told sound more like passion than real love. I'd have 
to say you'll just know when you are. You'll feel like 
you can't ever imagine being separated from that 
person, and you find yourself caring more for their 
wants, desires, and needs than your own."

"I guess that makes sense," he said still sounding 
confused, then he seemed to steel himself before 
asking, "have you ever had sex?"

Kelsey could feel the warmth from her own sudden 
flush. She truly wished that she could give him a good 
answer to the question, all she could say however, 
was, "No, sorry Sen, I can't tell you much more about 
what that's like than you probably already know."

"What about seeing a guy naked?"

This new line of questions was revealing that she was 
just as inexperienced as Sen, "Well I've seen my 
family, my two younger brothers and dad from time to 
time when I accidentally happen upon them at home. But 
no one else in real life."

"How do you know that I'll, you know keep growing like 
you said the other night then?"

Clearly his self-esteem was still very much an issue; 
she knew that she had to tread carefully with her 
answer. The truth was that her answer the previous 
night had just made sense. It was logical to assume 
that the entire body would continue to grow. But Sen 
wanted some evidence. "No," she thought, "He just 
needs more reassurance, and more confidence." "Well," 
she started still thinking fast, "you know how I said 
I glimpsed my brother? Well I saw them while they 
started puberty, and remember how they were when they 
were younger. Everything grew Sen; you're just going 
to have to have faith. You're only 13, trust me you 
are not yet done growing."

"I do trust you Kelsey," he said nestling back against 
her for the first time.

"Thanks... So have you ever seen another girl naked?"

Without really thinking he blurted out "Yeah all the 
time!"

The speed of his response caught her off guard, she 
could not help but laughing, "Ha-ha! No! Fine, I'll 
bite, what's the story? Or are you just bragging?"

Clearly horrified by his hasty response, Sen was 
silent for a moment before saying, "Well, you know we 
have communal bathrooms here, well sometimes girls 
change in them, it happens quite often I guess..." he 
finished lamely.

Not entirely convinced about his source of nudity, she 
let it go for now, "Sen I should probably get back to 
my own bed, but you know I really have enjoyed these 
last few nights being with you before sleep, thanks 
for sharing your bed with me. I think it helps keep me 
from getting homesick." Kelsey hugged him one more 
time, lingering longer than she had before, and then 
got up. She left without bothering to do more with the 
towel besides draping it over herself like a cape. 

The next day was Wednesday, a very special day for her 
swim class. Today was the first day that they were 
allowed into the water! For the first time the entire 
class stood around in only their swim suits preparing 
to enter the pool. A lot of male eyes, including the 
Southern boy, checked her out, but she was very 
pleased to see that she did not receive all of their 
attention. 

Her other locker neighbor, Mariko, not the one that 
she had stared at on the first day but the one that 
had changed and was gone before she had arrived, was 
attracting increasing numbers of stares herself. The 
males shamelessly singled them out because, "We're the 
only girls in the class with noticeable boobs!" she 
realized. Meanwhile, they were being filed one by one 
into the shallow end of the pool. To her udder 
disappointment the instructors confined them to the 
shallow end. Kelsey was even sternly told off for 
submerging herself completely. 

Back in the locker room after class she complained 
about it to her neighbors. She also took a covert 
opportunity to study Mariko. "Now that girl has a 
rack!" Kelsey thought undressing next to her. She 
easily had a D cup, maybe more, and on her petite 
Asian frame, they really stood out. Her initial awe 
gave way to pity. "It must suck! Quite aside from the 
health issue, she sticks out more than I do, and I'm 
an outsider here. I bet being an American is the only 
reason I could even compete with her for male 
attention. I'm exotic!" Kelsey chatted with them, and 
she knew that with time they could become friends. 
They also agreed about how lame it was not being able 
to actually swim yet, though neither really were great 
swimmers yet.

The remainder of school passed with that being the 
only, though somewhat lame, highlight. On the walk 
home with Sen, she thought of a thing or two that 
would ensure that the afternoon was much better. 
Deciding to play it up now, she ran a hand through her 
hair, "Ugh I can still smell the chlorine in my hair, 
I think I'll shower before we start on our homework if 
that's okay."

Sen nodded, but looked somewhat glum for having heard 
the news.

"Sen, did you say that you wanted to work on science 
today?"
With a heavy sigh, he said, "Yeah, biology."

Starting to feel a little perturbed she asked, "What 
subject is your class working on?"

"Um, evolution, well right now Hardy-Weinberg 
equilibrium," he answered.

Suddenly, getting answers was like pulling teeth, when 
did this start? Kelsey thought back, he had been fine 
when they met up at school, and for most of the walk 
all up to the time when she had started talking about 
taking an early bath. "Well I'll have to make sure 
that the change in time is not too hard on him, I mean 
some things will probably be hard..." she thought 
smirking. 

"Whatcha smiling about?" Sen asked looking up at her.

"Nothing really, just thinking..." she replied 
evasively.

"Well what's on your mind?"

"I don't remember what it was, but I was probably just 
excited to get home and wash up." It was probably a 
bad idea to bring it up again, but, by studying his 
reaction carefully this time, and he did indeed wince 
slightly when she mentioned it, she was able to 
confirm her suspicion. "So Sen," she began, wanting to 
ask him about it directly, but she changed her mind 
mid speech, "um never mind." "well that was awkward... 
good thing we're almost home," she chided herself as 
the pair rounded the block and saw the house a little 
way down the street on the left.

True to her word, as soon as Kelsey got home, she went 
to her room, fetched her towel and went to the 
bathroom. Once again, she was careful to leave the 
bathroom door ajar a little more than it had been 
during her last bath. Next she immediately began 
filling the tub. Kelsey wanted to be immersed in the 
water by the time Sen passed for the first time on the 
way to his room, so she did not pose while stripping, 
or even wait for the water to finish filling. When she 
was naked, she simply hopped in and sunk down. Closing 
her eyes, she waited as the water level slowly rose to 
consume more and more of her body. It was a 
tantalizing moment when the rippling warm water first 
washed over her nipples sending shock waves through 
her body, and even pleasant warmth that suffused her 
vagina. But still she waited, head resting back on the 
rim of the tub and eyes closed. 

Several more moments passed before she finally lifted 
a foot from the water and flicked the tap off. An 
observer would have found the scene boring; Kelsey 
however, continued to wait. She was listening for 
something. It was soft, barely audible over the steady 
"plop, plop," of the continually dripping tap. It was 
a muffled footstep on the carpet outside the bathroom. 
The thing about leaving the door cracked more and more 
was that, while it allowed someone to peer in, it also 
allowed a greater chance of detection from within. Sen 
must have still been distracted by his melancholy mood 
so was not paying attention to being quiet. Whatever 
the reason it was exactly the sign that Kelsey was 
waiting for.

"Sen, I hear you out there, why don't you come in for 
a minute?" Kelsey asked not even bothering to open her 
eyes or lift her head.

A startled gasp was her only answer at first, until 
the bathroom door slowly slid open and Sen hesitantly 
entered the bathroom. 

He did nothing else to announce himself, nor did 
Kelsey give him a chance to speak. Fixing him with an 
unwavering gaze she told him "I know you've been 
watching me Sen-"

Horrified he stammered apologies in Japanese reverting 
to his natural tongue in this moment of stress.

 Smirking to herself and thinking that she had him 
right where she wanted, she continued, "And you know 
what? I don't think it's fair that you've gotten so 
many free shows, staring a naked me, while I have yet 
to see you," it was not the strictest truth, but in 
his room, that night she had walked in on him 
masturbating, had been so poorly lit that she really 
could not make out any of the interesting details, "so 
here's how we're going to fix that. You're going to go 
back to your room, strip down naked, and walk in here 
for me." 

His hands were wringing together nervously, but he 
seemed to be shocked into obedience. Sen left 
wordlessly and Kelsey smiled widely. He returned a 
minute later, exactly as instructed, and stood just 
inside the bathroom door as if attempting to put as 
much distance as possible between the two of them. 
Careful to hide her prior smile, in case it conveyed 
the wrong impression, she studied him. "Sen without 
clothes was pretty much the same as Sen with clothes," 
she thought, "He's so thin, and small, and..." she 
paused, her eyes making their way down his body, "well 
he really is small... But he looks scared, no 
terrified, so of course he'd be small at a time like 
this." 

"You're... You're not going to tell on me, are you?" 
he asked in a trembling voice.
It was time to come clean she realized. Repositioning 
herself in the tub so that she was both closer to and 
facing Sen, she rested her arms on the rim, fixed him 
with another serious look and she said "Tell them 
what? That I've been leaving the bathroom door open 
for almost a week while I shower? Or that I've been 
spending my nights recently lying half naked in bed 
with their 13 year old son? Ha-ha! Sen, I'm not going 
to say anything to them."

Nearly speechless all he managed to say in a cracking, 
high pitched, voice was, "Really?"

She smiled warmly at him, "Of course! This is all just 
between you and I."

Color began returning to him, he even returned her 
smile. "Thanks Kelsey,"

Knowing that his "thanks" had multiple meanings, she 
merely nodded, returning her gaze to his manhood. "I 
still need to do something about that though," she 
decided. Thinking quickly, she had a decent idea. 
Repositioning her body, she lifted slightly out of the 
water, and came back down so that her breasts rested 
on the rim of the tub along with her arms. 

Sen, who had still been avoiding her eyes, suddenly 
found himself staring at her breasts! This time, it 
was not just a simple peak through the cracked door as 
she slipped off her shirt, either! There, on the other 
side of the bathroom, sat a beautiful girl. Her wet 
dripping hair fell passed her shoulders framing the 
perfectly round and firm breasts of youth. Best of 
all, she wore a look on her face that said quite 
clearly, "this is all for you." His jaw dropped and 
his adolescent penis sprang to life. 

Kelsey smirked and motioned with her hand for Sen to 
come closer. Timidly, he inched closer and closer 
until his nerve gave out and he stopped within arm's 
reach of the tub. His penis angled towards the ceiling 
pointing straight out in front of him giving Kelsey 
her first glimpse of a non-familial male genitalia. It 
looked different than her brothers' and father's, but 
she did not know why. Studying it closer looking for 
something that did not fit, she noted that for a 
person of Sen's size, it seemed very proportional. 

With her analytical mind turned on, she thought, "It's 
perhaps four inches long, looks thick enough to 
comfortably fit in a curled hand, and the tip... wait, 
I can't see the tip! What's that called again? Um 
circumcision, he's uncircumcised!" Excited with her 
discovery, and eager to experiment, her hand suddenly 
darted out and attached itself to his shaft. 

Sen let out a startled yelp, but made no move to free 
himself. Again he looked too scared to move.

Gently, using her hold as a tether, she reeled him in. 
When he was as close as he could get to the bath, she 
decided that he should join her. Releasing his 
manhood, she conjured up her sultriest voice and said, 
"Sen, you should get in her with me."

He did not need telling twice. At her suggestion, he 
clumsily stepped into the tub. Kelsey made way for 
him. The tub was appropriately sized to accommodate 
both of them, small as they were, though not without a 
measure of constant contact. Predictably, he settled 
down on the farthest side from her. The still soapy 
water rose to hide most of their bodies from the 
other. It lent both of them courage. 

Still filled with her earlier curiosity, Kelsey 
scooted closer to Sen, while her unseen hand searched 
the waters over his lap. Locating his dick with ease, 
she used her other hand to clear a line of sight 
through the bath water. Relieved to find him still 
hard, she looked into his eyes, gently leaned closer 
to him, and asked, "May I touch it again?"

Perhaps it was the touch of her breast that came into 
contact with his shoulder when she leaned towards him, 
or perhaps it was the entire situation of being naked 
in a bath with a naked girl, but Sen found that he 
could only nod.

With more care than the first time, she reached for 
his penis. Watching his face, she gave it a gentle 
squeeze. When a soft sigh escaped Sen's lips, she knew 
that it was safe to proceed. Turning her attention 
back to the submerged penis in her hand, she began to 
slowly stroke it. Each time her hand reached the base 
of his shaft, his foreskin retracted and she was 
rewarded with a glimpse of his glans. She continued 
stroking until another small moan came from Sen. He 
had his eyes closed and head back, the entire scene 
excited Kelsey, and she desperately yearned to massage 
her clit. 

With surprising will power she resisted, it was one 
thing to expose her body; it was another thing 
entirely to do something that embarrassing in front of 
someone else. Still rhythmically stroking him, she 
spoke "Sen, can I ask you some questions?"

Opening his eyes to look at her, he murmured his 
assent. 

"Why did you look so sad when I first said that I was 
going to shower early today? I mean I know you 
couldn't have guessed that an hour later you'd be 
here, but what was going through your mind?"

"Um," he began seeming flustered. In order to give him 
a chance to speak she stopped stroking him, but did 
not yet relinquish her hold. He cleared his throat and 
continued, "Well I suppose I was hoping that you'd 
come visit me after your shower again. I have loved 
having you with me for a little bit these last few 
nights! And I figured if you showered now, that you 
wouldn't pass by my room tonight and come into spend 
time with me..."

"So simple! Why didn't I think of that?" she chided 
herself mentally before saying "Aww Sen, you know I 
like spending time before bed with you too! But you 
know just because I bathe now, doesn't mean that I 
don't have to, say visit the bathroom before bed to 
brush my teeth."

"Yeah I guess," he replied not sounding convinced.

"Oh, Ha-ha! I think I understand, you're gonna miss me 
coming by naked, aren't you?"

The sudden twitch of his penis gave away the answer 
before he had a chance to respond verbally.

The beginnings of an idea came to her, "Let's make a 
deal Sen, we both know we can't do that every night. 
We've been lucky this week with your parents and 
everything, but luck tends not to last forever. How 
about we set up some rules? We can't have your parents 
catching us, who knows what might happen... they'd 
probably misunderstand, and I could get sent home..."

"You're right," he said shuddering at the thought of 
his parents catching him doing what he was doing right 
now, "what sorta rules are you talking about though?"

"Well for starters, we should try to go a few nights 
without sneaking about after they've gone to bed. They 
are not stupid. They're bound to hear us moving around 
eventually. It doesn't matter if it's you coming out 
to spy on my, or me leaving your room in a towel... "

He frowned at her suggestion but nodded.

"If- I mean, when, we do it again we should change 
things up. Like one of us going to bed before your 
parents for a change. And perhaps you shouldn't sneak 
to watch me every night either. Maybe, if you do sneak 
out, you should just slip into my room instead of me 
spending all the time in your room."
"Okay," he said sounding slightly less reluctant.

"I know, I know, now that I've pointed this out you 
might not want to risk doing it again, but how about 
this. If we can make it those nights apart, then we 
can try new things like us spending more time together 
before going back to our own rooms, or I could be 
completely naked instead of in a towel next to you, 
or... maybe you could be the naked one," she said with 
a wink and a quick squeeze of his cock.

Finally he smiled, "Okay, that does seem fair," he 
agreed.

They both lay back against the tub; Kelsey was still 
really horny, owing, no doubt, to the fact that she 
still clutched a rock hard dick in her hand. She 
really wanted Sen to reach over and, "I don't know, 
fondle my boobs, or rub my clit, or slide a finger 
in..." she thought. But above all, she wanted him to 
make that move. If she did it, she feared that it 
would be too much like she was doing it to herself. 
She knew, however, that right now he simply lacked the 
confidence to take any initiative. That would have to 
change.

With one last stroke, and a final squeeze, she let go 
of his dick. "You know Sen, I knew it, you're not 
small at all. When hard, you are the perfect size for 
your body!" It would start with compliments to bolster 
his self-esteem, "now come one, we can't soak here all 
day, we'd prune up, it could give us away. Plus we 
need to start some homework."

*

The next few nights were a little tougher without the 
evening companionship. On Thursday and Friday Kelsey 
had been allowed into the water again during swim 
class. On Friday the entire class was assessed to 
determine each of their baseline abilities. Kelsey 
was, hands down, the best in the class. Her locker 
neighbors the busty, Mariko, and the flat-chested, 
Kiyomi, were both impressed. They would not drop it. 
The whole way back to the locker rooms and throughout 
their changing back into school clothes, they both 
plied her with so many questions that she took almost 
twice as long to change as normal. She was a little 
embarrassed by it, but, nonetheless, pleased with 
herself. 

The three of them were definitely becoming friends. By 
that Friday, she had spent a recess with them, and 
later that day they had joined Sen and her during 
lunch. Sen was very quiet and seemed focused on his 
lunch, but Kelsey thought she had seen the girls 
shooting glances at Sen. The glances were always 
followed by a burst of giggling from the pair. She had 
puzzled out that Mariko was a little older than Sen, 
but Kiyomi was actually in his class. The unspoken 
interactions during lunch left Kelsey with a smile on 
her face and wondering what would happen with these 
three when the exchange program ended. Still unsure, 
she vaguely decided to "work on it" and see where it 
led her.

As the school's pool was so heavily chlorinated, she 
continued to bathe when she returned. After that 
Wednesday, she no longer bothered to close the 
bathroom door for these baths. That single, simple, 
action cheered Sen up every time. She also smiled 
every time she caught his head leaning around the 
doorway out of the corner of her eye. To be honest, 
she had never had such flattering male attention. Sen, 
though unable to resist taking a peak at her, never 
took advantage of her. He was quite the gentlemen 
about it. She knew that he missed her company at 
night, for though she had only spent those two 
evenings with him, they were just the leaves on the 
stem of the blooming flower that was his affection for 
her. Never before had any girl his own age been so 
nice to him. She paid attention to him when he spoke. 
She made him feel important. And she had a naughty 
side to compliment everything else! Kelsey relished in 
it all, and wondered if it would inspire any lasting 
changes in her when she got back home to America.

The weekend was another matter, with both parents home 
it was nigh impossible to flirt with Sen. The family, 
deprived of much time during the weekdays, spent so 
much time together on the weekend, that the only alone 
time she had was while in the bathroom or asleep in 
bed. Not that the time spent was bad. Quite the 
opposite. They would go on long walks together, or 
visit shops or play games, etc... 

"It's fun, frustrating, and tiring all at one!" she 
thought in exasperation settling into bed alone on 
Sunday night.

With a relief, Monday morning arrived allowing Sen and 
Kelsey to escape away to school. She could tell that 
Sen was trying to ask whether the four nights had been 
enough time, but by the time they arrived at school, 
he had not managed to get the question out. She was 
relieved, because she did not have a tactful answer 
for him yet. Parts of her had wanted to join him the 
very first night, she been very lonely, but other 
parts knew that it would be better to wait a while 
longer. So in the end she decided to play it by ear.

In the first block of classes, the unnamed Southern 
Boy surprised her. He reminded her that the exchange 
class would be taking one of its weekend retreats this 
weekend. This time the group would be flying out on 
Friday afternoon to the capital, Tokyo. They would be 
returning on Monday. It sounded like an amazing 
weekend! Some of the native school students had 
volunteered to accompany the group, along with their 
parents to help out as translators or chaperons. Her 
heart raced upon hearing that, but she soon realized 
that the Hatas would have mentioned it if they were 
one of the families chaperoning them. "I guess I'll 
have all weekend to guess his name," she thought as 
the class ended for recess, "but poor Sen, I really 
think he's starting to have a crush on me. I should 
arrange another lunch with Mariko and Kiyomi."

During the break she mentioned the trip to Sen, and 
asked him if he or his family were going to join them 
on any future trips.

"Um I'll talk to my parents about it, maybe there's 
still time to volunteer for one of the later ones." 
Bringing it up that way had spared his immediate 
feelings; she only hoped that he was indeed not too 
late.

Swim class held another surprise for her. She had 
emerged early from the locker room with Mariko and 
Kiyomi and the swim instructors singled her out as 
soon as they noticed her. 

"Kelsey, we were really impressed with you on Friday, 
had we known that you could swim like that... well no 
use for regrets. We talked it over with some of the 
other coaches, normally we'd transfer you to the 
advanced class, but it's only offerings are during 
times when you have you exchange-program classes. So 
we thought we'd set something up. Would you be willing 
to help out a group of students from our class? It 
would give you a bit more freedom, and allow us to 
focus on, let's just call them the buoyancy-
challenged, students."

"They want me to give swim lessons? Ugh that's a job 
worse than life guarding..." she thought disgustedly, 
"it's hard enough managing swim lessons when they are 
young children, but instructing peers? People my own 
age? Still they sound like they went through a lot of 
trouble to arrange this, I should hear them out." "Um 
you want me to give swim lessons?" she asked barely 
managing to keep the contempt from her tone.

"Well more of just watch them and give hints or advice 
if you notice areas that can be improved. For 
instance, you'd be free to swim laps with them, we're 
all here for exercise after all, and then perhaps 
between laps pause to watch their form and technique."

Well that was certainly better, assuming, of course, 
that they could manage to actually swim laps. "How 
many people?" she asked, almost convinced.

"Just a few, some of the ones who know how to swim, 
and who, when we asked, didn't mind doing laps with 
you when we discussed it with them. There are about 
three at the moment. As time goes on some people will 
probably improve enough, though they may prefer to 
slack off during class even if it means pretending to 
learn how to doggie-paddle for the first time..."

"Alright, I'll help however you want, and thanks a 
lot!" Four to five people would not be too bad, and 
she would finally be able to do a decent workout. If 
worse came to worse, she could show them a few drills 
that her swim team used to warm up, they were simple 
enough to teach and learn. The instructors walked back 
towards the bleachers where they took role every 
morning leaving Mariko, Kiyomi, and her alone.

"I'm glad you said 'yes,'" Mariko said, "I'm looking 
forward to actually be doing something in the pool 
today!"

"Wait a second!" Kelsey exclaimed, "You're one of the 
students? Neat! What about you Kiyomi?"

Kiyomi's flashed her a smile, which was answer enough, 
and Kelsey knew that this surprise was going to be 
fun.

After role, the instructors split the class up. Most 
of them they divided among themselves, but Mariko and 
Kiyomi joined her. For this lesson they were the only 
ones, though that suited her just fine. The three of 
them stripped down to their one piece suits and headed 
over to the section set aside for laps. Kelsey took 
the middle lane with Kiyomi to her left and Mariko to 
her right. She told them to start off swimming how 
they felt most comfortable. They all got into the 
water. 

She did a few laps on her own just to work out the 
kinks, before pausing to study her friends. Kiyomi 
really needed to work on integrating her breathing 
with her strokes. Mariko, on the other hand, had 
breathing down just fine. In fact, the rest of her 
form was pretty good too. The only thing she noticed 
that needed improvement was her stamina and speed. 
After just one complete lap, she was winded and needed 
to cling to the side of the pool to catch her breath. 
Well, Kelsey knew of a workout routine that would help 
with that problem.

Kelsey made her suggestions at the end of class 
telling the other girls that tomorrow they would start 
off with a few warm up exercises. The three of them 
grabbed their towels and disappeared into the locker 
room. 

While changing, Kiyomi asked, "So, who is your host 
family?"

Kelsey thought that this was a very odd question as 
they had had lunch together before, and Kiyomi was 
even in Sen's class, supposedly it would have been 
widely known in such a small school. "Um, I'm staying 
with the Hata's."

"Oh Sen Hata's family!" she said a little too quickly.

"Yeah, Sen, he's a great guy," Kelsey said glancing 
over at Kiyomi just in time to see her cheeks turn a 
soft red color. "Do you know Sen?"

"She wishes she knew him half as well as you probably 
do staying with him all semester!" Mariko teased.

Now that soft red color started to brighten. Kelsey 
smiled and said, "You know we're gonna have lunch 
together again in a few minutes, if you want to come," 
for some reason saying this tore at her insides.

"We'd love to join you, Kiyomi's only been talking 
about a chance like this for a year." Mariko said 
smiling broadly.

Lunch was a confusing hour for Kelsey, she was happy 
that Kiyomi was getting this chance, but at the same 
time she felt jealous. It was a conflict between Sen 
being like a little brother to her, and him being 
someone she had a crush on. Needless to say, she was 
glad when the school day ended and she was walking 
home with Sen. 

"I think Kiyomi has a thing for you," she blurted out. 
Instantly horrified, she stopped and watched Sen 
carefully for his reaction.

"Really?" he exclaimed excitedly. When he remembered 
where he was and who he was speaking to, he became a 
little more subdued. It was another few seconds before 
he realized that she had fallen behind, but he noticed 
nothing else.

As usual when she got home from a day in the pool, she 
really wanted to wash her hair as soon as she could. 
She also could not wait to leave the door open for 
Sen! In a day thus far full of surprises however, she 
should have known to expect another one. 

By the time she was ready to draw her bath, Sen had 
already gone ahead of her to his room. Expectantly she 
stripped and jumped in to the tub. The bath was a 
quick one, though not because she rushed it. It was 
more out of disappointment. She had not noticed any 
signs of Sen, so finished with a heavy dejected 
feeling. 

Kelsey changed into one of her pre-Japan highly 
conservative outfits and went in to do her homework 
with Sen. He hardly seemed to need her help today, the 
suggestions she had made last week were allowing him 
to fly through his problem set. Not understanding why 
she was feeling so hurt, she just wanted the evening 
to come so that she could escape into another cooking 
session with Mrs. Hata. 

Her hope was dashed by yet another surprise, takeout. 
Somehow it had never occurred to her that takeout 
would exist for this family. Mrs. Hata was such a good 
and varied cook that there had never seemed any need. 
"But she probably likes to have an evening off every 
once in a while too," she thought.
 
That night Kelsey turned in before the Hatas for the 
first time. Despite being in bed so early, she lay 
awake for what felt like an hour. She was waiting for 
something, though she did not realize it initially. 
Only when she heard another bedroom door open and 
close did she figure it out. She was waiting for 
everyone else to go to bed so that she could sneak 
into Sen's room! She counted off the doors opening and 
closing until the sound of voices diminished to 
imperceptible levels and she figured that it was safe. 
Clad only in her pajamas, she left her room smiling at 
the thought of Sen's expression when she opened his 
door. Suddenly Mr. and Mrs. Bedroom door opened and 
Mr. Hata stepped into the hallway. 

She froze halfway to Sen's room, changed her course 
and made as if she were returning from the bathroom. 
Feigning nonchalance, she waved and smiled at Mr. 
Hata, pausing at her own door to watch him. She was 
glad that the hallway was so dim, scantily dressed as 
she was. Still Mr. Hata eyes lingered on her as he 
passed her in the hall on the way to the bathroom. He 
returned her wave and muttered that Mrs. Hata was in 
their bathroom. 

"Just my luck," she thought tucking herself back into 
bed, "hopefully that's the last surprise in store for 
me today." Frustrated, she fell into an uneasy sleep.

The next day started better. Mondays were always bad, 
it was best to pretend that nothing had even happened. 
Morning classes and swim went really well, and she was 
feeling exceptionally chipper until somehow during 
lunch Kiyomi had brought up the subject of math. 
 
She mentioned that she was having a difficult time in 
the class. She also said that she had peaked at Sen's 
grade on the last assignment. He had gotten full 
marks! "Sen do you think you could help me out with 
some of our math homework?"

Sen turned red in the face; he had been a little less 
quiet today than before when the two other girls ate 
with them. He glanced across the table at Kelsey, and 
then said, "Well I was having a lot of trouble with it 
too, but Kelsey walked me through it last week, and it 
just clicked. She's really good at that stuff, so you 
should ask her." He punctuated his statement by 
seizing his milk carton to drink from it.
 
Kiyomi bit her lip still watching Sen. After a few 
moments she asked, "Kelsey, could you help me out too 
then? Perhaps I could walk home with you someday..."

Sen choked on his milk, Kelsey smiled as he coughed 
furiously thinking, "Yes there was definitely 
something there, perhaps I should stop flirting with 
him, she'll still be here when I go home. But he 
certainly does need help." Aloud, to Kiyomi, she said, 
"I don't mind tutoring you too, as long as it's okay 
with your parents, you should come home with us some 
time."

Knowing that this was what the other girl wanted to 
hear, Kelsey was unsurprised to see her beaming 
delightedly at the invitation. "Okay, I'll ask and get 
back to you, thank you Sen," she finished looking back 
to him.

The bell for class rung shortly after and the four of 
them went their separate ways. Quite apart from any 
confusion about where she and Sen would stand, her 
final lingering thought about Kiyomi coming over after 
school centered on her disappointment about not being 
able to wash the chlorine out of her hair, "Of course 
if I disappear for a bit leaving the two of them 
alone, who knows what would happen?" she thought 
triumphantly, "but who am I kidding? He'll never make 
such a move. I'll either have to increase his 
confidence, or coach her, possibly both." 

After dinner that evening Kelsey decided that she 
should spend an evening with him to feel out how he 
felt about Kiyomi. Thus far he had become fairly 
evasive whenever she pressed him about her, but there 
would be no escaping her questions if she cornered him 
in bed. So after everyone was shut away for the 
evening, she determinedly crept to his room. Again, 
she wore only her PJs, a pair of striped blue and 
white short-shorts and a grey rigged, low cut, tank 
top. Inside Sen's room she crossed to his bed without 
saying a word, lifted up his covers, and snuggled in 
next to him. Sen must have been in a state of near 
sleep, because he flinched exaggeratedly when she did 
this. Of course, his reaction might have been because 
she had never been under the same layer with him 
before. 

"Hi Sen!" she whispered excitedly.

"I didn't know when, or if, you were ever going to 
come back!"

"But I told you I would, we just had to, you know, let 
things cool down, I would have come last night, but 
your dad almost caught me!"

"He did? Wow. I guess you're right, we did agree on 
that, though, I just feared that you didn't like me 
that way anymore..." he said with a tone of doubt in 
the end.

"Hmm I wonder what he means by that? " she thought in 
the back of her mind. In response to his obvious 
doubt, she gave him a hug saying, "No of course not 
Sen." The hug was a brief one conveying both that she 
still was whatever he needed and that she wore no bra 
underneath her top. Judging by the way he became very 
still, at least one of her messages went through. "So 
Sen, I wanted to ask you what's between you and 
Kiyomi?"

Unable to escape, though he seemed to contemplate a 
number of courses of action, he answered, "We, um, we 
went to primary school together, and, uh, I had a huge 
crush on her for years. But I never could talk to 
her... I was looking for advice online and read 
something by an American named Dr. Jan, anyways, she 
wrote that I should try to move on. I need to work on 
cracking out of my shy shell. If I succeed, then 
perhaps I'll be able to work something out with 
Kiyomi."

"Dr. Jan, an American, could that be the same person?" 
Kelsey wondered thinking of the business card tucked 
away in her bag, "well it sounds like we had close to 
the same advice, and we may even end up practicing it 
on each other, that's such a coincidence!" "She's 
gonna come over here you know. I've been thinking a 
lot about it. We really need to boost your confidence 
for when she's around," she told him and hugged him 
again, though this time because she felt proud of him. 

This hug loosened, but did not end for some time as 
they both pondered in silence. Finally Kelsey spoke 
up, "Sen, I'm going to roll over, can you hug me like 
this? It's called spooning." She rotated, and 
awkwardly he complied, though he stayed as far away as 
possible. Not to be denied, she grabbed his arm, 
scooted back into him, and wrapped the arm around her 
stomach. The contact was enough to set Sen off, though 
he was probably at the age that a stiff breeze would 
have done the same. 

Unseen, she smiled, feeling his hard-on growing 
between them. She must have fallen asleep very quickly 
because she suddenly found herself in a dream. Like 
her fantasy earlier, it seemed to be based on a real 
event from her past. 

Kelsey was riding in an SUV driven by her mother. 
Sitting next to her in the middle row of seats was her 
best friend Melanie. In the row behind theirs were 
Melanie's boyfriend Grant and his best friend, Lan. 
Her heart skipped a beat when she had looked around 
and their eyes met. Quickly she looked away. The four 
of them were on their way up to Lake Tahoe for the 
weekend. Kelsey's aunt and uncle owned a cabin up 
there. 

The reason for the trip was that Kelsey, Melanie, and 
Lan were working on a school group project together. 
The project had to do with a grass roots movement 
about "Keeping Tahoe Blue." They had wanted to travel 
to the source and poke around their library or talk 
with some local residents. Grant was along because, 
well, with proper parental supervision, it was a 
weekend that he and Melanie got to spend together. 

By the time they got up to the cabin, night had just 
set in. They unloaded the car. It was a cozy two 
story, three bedroom, A-frame cabin. Two of the 
bedrooms were on the second floor in the apex of the 
house. The third, which Kelsey's parents would be 
staying in, was on the ground floor. The four of them 
hauled their stuff up stairs. The stairwell opened in 
the middle of a hallway opposite the upstairs 
bathroom. The two rooms were on either end of the hall 
approximately equidistant from the bathroom. The one 
to the left bore a sign which read "Megan" while the 
one on the right read "Garrett." 

"These must be my cousin's room's," Kelsey said, "We'd 
better take Meg's, I doubt the boys would like to be 
in a room probably filled with Barbies and the like, 
Meg's only 7 or 8. No to mention what she'd say if she 
found out icky boys were in her room!" They all smiled 
at that and split up to drop off their stuff. Melanie 
finished quickly and could be heard asking Grant if he 
wanted to walk around the block before dinner. 
"They're so cute!" she said to herself

Unaware that Lan had come in, she jumped about a foot 
when he said, without warning from just behind her, 
"Yeah, though I feel bad for them, with all the sexual 
tension, they just can't get a break. And wow, you 
weren't lying about your cousin's, uh, taste, in 
decorations."

The room was pink, and seemed to spare no expense when 
it came to lace. Of course there were more than a few 
Barbies. "You are right, I wish we could do something 
about it," she said spinning around to face him. It 
was their senior year, a few months after their Spain 
trip. Much to her disappointment he was still trapped 
in that relationship with that horrid girl Caitlin...

"Yeah well I heard about a Barbie Death Camp 
somewhere, I think I was at Burning Man, where they 
make a diorama of Barbies dying in various ways... We 
could try something like that, but I think we should 
spare your cousin's collection, seeing as we're guests 
here."

"What are you talking about? Oh! No, not the room, I 
meant Grant and Melanie," she exclaimed smacking him 
playfully on the shoulder.

He chuckled and imitated rubbing his shoulder where 
she had hit him as if to suggest that it had actually 
hurt, "Well I was sort of thinking about that on the 
way up... it was a rather long drive and I couldn't 
sleep so soundly like you did," at this point he stuck 
his tongue out at her, it was often like this with the 
two of them. 

The banter got so intense sometimes that an outsider 
might have guessed that they were siblings (or an old 
married couple) if not for their drastically different 
appearances. 

"How about tonight, after dinner, when they are saying 
good night, or washing up or whatever, I'll leave our 
room with my sleeping bag and spread it out on the 
couch down stairs. Meanwhile you'll lock the door on 
your bedroom and pretend to be sleeping when she 
returns. If all works out well, she'll be forced to 
turn to Grant. Since I'll have disappeared, perhaps 
he'll offer her the bed while he sleeps on the floor. 
It's not perfect but we will have at least gotten them 
into the same room to spend the night together!"

"That sounds like it probably could work, but I think 
I see a problem for you. There's no couch down stairs. 
Just a dining room, kitchen, bathroom, and master 
bedroom. So unless you want to sleep on the table, 
kitchen counter, or floor down there, I think you 
should just move your sleeping bag in here," she 
offered tentatively.

"Um, if you are okay with that, then it makes sense to 
me."

"Yeah, I don't mind, it's your plan you shouldn't have 
to suffer to bring about its fruition."

"It's settled then, I'll meet you when they're both 
going about their evening rituals." 

The pair went down to help with dinner. It was an 
enjoyable evening, all the friends together on a 
Friday evening. The stayed up later than Kelsey's 
parents, but eventually everyone felt tired and went 
off to bed. Right on cue, Grant and Melanie decided to 
linger behind down stairs. Kelsey had brushed her 
teeth and washed her face already, so she went off to 
change into her PJs before Lan arrived. She was 
panicking slightly about what to wear. When she had 
packed for the weekend, she had not imagined who might 
be seeing her just before bed. In the end she settled 
upon a pair of bright polka-dotted boxers and a light 
blue cami. Then she arranged her pillow and sleeping 
bag on her cousin's surprisingly large bed, for a 
seven year old.

Kelsey had just slipped into her sleeping bag when the 
bedroom door cracked open and Lan stepped in. He was 
also in a pair of boxers, they were dark grey with 
little soccer balls on them, and a t-shirt, smirking 
she said, "Don't forget to-"

"To lock the door, yeah I know," he interrupted 
mockingly as he locked the door. 

The click of the lock reverberated significantly 
around the room, and she felt her heart start pounding 
against the inside of her chest. Lan had ducked out of 
her line of sight, presumably arranging his sleeping 
bag at the foot of the bed. Before her courage failed 
her, she cleared her throat and said, "You know this 
is a large, huge really, bed, if you want to, well lay 
out your sleeping bag up here, I really don't mind 
sharing half." He did not answer at first. She feared 
that she had not spoken loudly enough. Doubting that 
she could summon the nerve to try again, she gulped, 
hoping that he was merely thinking.

Finally his response came, "Okay, so long as you don't 
kick." He stood up with his pillow and sleeping bag, 
and she noticed that he had shed his shirt while out 
of sight. Wide-eyed she admired his body. He had an 
athletic build, thin and well-toned, but he was fairly 
pale-skinned. He seemed to take great care setting out 
his pillow and sleeping bag, before gingerly slipping 
in. "I guess now all we have to do is wait," he said 
in barely more than a whisper.

"You're right, I wonder how much longer they'll be?" 
she responded quietly reaching over to turn off the 
lamp. 

They said nothing as their eyes adjusted, a fair 
amount of moon and star light permeated the thinning 
curtains, allowing for them to clearly make each other 
out from opposite sides of the bed. Kelsey's eye found 
his, and she held his gaze. Staring into each other's 
eyes revealed that, although there was no romantic 
relationship between them, something still deeply 
connected them. Perhaps it was nothing more than the 
love and trust one might have for his or her best 
friend, but perhaps it was more... 

Kelsey knew his cool blue eyes very well, in the past 
they had had a calming effect on her. If she ever 
started worrying about grades, being late, forgetting 
stuff, then he would pull her aside, speak to her in 
his steady deep voice, and look at her with those 
eyes.

Without warning his hand crept out and took hold of 
hers. She felt her heart racing again, and could not 
help but notice that during his movement, his sleeping 
bag had fallen off to expose his bare, broad, 
shoulders. Unable to help herself she muttered, "lucky 
guys, when it gets hot, like tonight, they can just 
take their shirt off..."

He chuckled softly and winked at her, "I'm not 
stopping you from taking anything off, you know. But 
if you are uncomfortable and want to throw off your 
sleeping bag, I can sleep facing away or even back on 
the floor," he offered.

"No!" she said firmly, then she reluctantly let go of 
his hand and continued, "let me open the window and 
see if that helps." She was slightly anxious about 
being seen, until she realized that he had seen her in 
a bikini before, as her friends were often over at her 
house swimming. That thought also gave her an idea, 
she wanted boundaries pushed tonight, not merely for 
Grant and Melanie, and apparently her PJs were not 
enough. So, as she struggled to open her cousin's 
window, she also discretely pulled down her boxers and 
stepped out of them. "There, now I'm half naked just 
like him!" she thought triumphantly, bending to 
retrieve them.

When she returned to bed, she was careful not to 
reveal what she had done as she climbed into her 
sleeping bag. Luckily, he seemed not to notice or 
suspect anything. She released a sigh of relief. As 
the first cool breeze drifted in, she felt slightly 
disappointed, thinking, "It worked. Well now I'll 
never know what might have happened otherwise..." Then 
she remembered that her boxers were still clutched in 
one of her hands. Wanting to vent some of her 
emotions, she balled them up and threw them into Lan's 
face. "Ha, you're not the only one who can strip," she 
teased.

It seemed to take a minute or two for him to puzzle 
out what she had said with what had hit him lightly in 
the face. "Kelsey," he hissed, when he had put two and 
two together, "what are you doing?"

"Leveling the playing fields, like I said, why should 
guys get away with everything?"

He laughed, almost a little too loudly, and broke off 
abruptly. Both of them smiling, their hands found each 
other again. "Well I'm sure you tried, but it's just 
not the same, sorry Kels," he said in a mockingly 
serious tone.

Feigning outrage she squeezed down hard on his hand 
and told him, "What? Is it not good enough? I'd like 
to see you remove your boxers in front of a member of 
the opposite sex!" She wanted to phrase it like a 
challenge, but she feared that she had put too much 
"fury" in it.

"You'd like that wouldn't you? Fine, challenge 
accepted," and with that he pulled his hand back, 
squirmed for a moment inside his sleeping bag, then 
threw not one, but two pairs of boxers back at her. 

Thinking that they must be two pairs of her own, she 
studied them closely. The first, with bright polka-
dots, were the ones she had just thrown at him, and 
the second, had soccer balls. "He had actually done 
it!" she thought awestruck, "what do I do now?"

"So now it looks like guys are once again winning and 
proving how much better it is to be one of us, than 
one of you," he bragged reaching one hand towards her 
again. She thought he had missed her hand at first, 
because his own passed the bed's midline, entered into 
her sleeping bag. Abruptly she realized that this was 
not the case as he touched her leg, reached a little 
further back, and squeezed her butt firmly. His had 
shot back to his own side. "Sorry," and he truly did 
sound it, "I really thought you had only picked up a 
different pair of boxers when you got up."

It was her turn to laugh, "Oh, so do I get to check 
you out now? You know, make sure you aren't cheating?"

"No!" he protested quickly, "I mean, um, no, you saw 
that I came in here wearing those and carrying only a 
pillow and this bag. Besides, I'm still winning this 
challenge remember? And as winner I had to make sure 
my opponent was being honest."

"How far do I want to take this?" she wondered, "Mel 
hasn't even come back yet, I should back off for a 
bit." In a defeated sounding whisper she said, 
"Alright, you win, pick your reward." Normally, in 
their contests, it was something embarrassing in front 
of their other friends, like answering to the name 
"Chelsea" for a day, or awkward, like not being 
allowed to speak during recesses.

Tonight however, he did not specify one of the usual 
prices. Instead, he seized her hand again and used it 
to pull her closer. When she was close enough to feel, 
And smell, his minty breath, he whispered much more 
softly than before that, "I think I've earned a kiss." 
In the next instant his lips met hers. Although it was 
an innocent kiss, it had all of the passion he could 
throw into it. 

Kelsey was speechless as he pulled his head back. 
Being this close and kissing him had made her very wet 
down below. Her will broke. Desperately she kissed him 
again, this time their lips parted and her tongue met 
his for the first time. The kiss continued until they 
both had to break for air, which, as a swimmer, took a 
long time. 

It was his turn to be without words, stammering he 
managed to say "But what about... what about-"

She interrupted him, "What about Caitlin? Fuck her, 
she doesn't deserve you."

He shuddered, "Uh, I'd rather not..."

Another level of her willpower gave way, "You're 
right," she breathed, "fuck me instead." With that she 
shoved him away on to his back, tore her cami over her 
head, and straddled his hips. Perched atop his lap, 
she felt his hardness beneath her. He gave her a 
questioning look, as if disbelieving what had 
happened. As an answer, she shifted slightly, 
adjusting herself. His penis lay flat against him, and 
she positioned herself so that it also ran right 
between her pussy lips and directly under her clit. 
Lan could feel how wet she was, and it shattered 
through his final objections. As he pulled her 
fervently down for a kiss, she began to rock her hips 
along the shaft of his manhood. Simultaneous moans 
passed between their intertwined lips. 

Lan reached his hands up and cradled her breasts for 
the first time. The achievement was almost enough to 
break his concentration from the kiss. "I always 
thought that more than a handful was a waste. Good 
thing I have big hands, because it'd be a shame to 
call any of this a waste!" he murmured to her through 
their continued kiss. When he began playing with her 
nipples, she found them to be more sensitive than ever 
before, it sent such maddening tingles through her 
that she squirmed unsteadily, interrupting her 
previously even rhythm. He noticed what had happened, 
smiled, and moved his hands to her hips instead. Once 
there, he not only steadied her, but he also increased 
her rate. His arms added a strength and speed to her 
motions that finally distracted the pair from their 
kissing.

Both now focused only on the pleasure and breathing 
until Kelsey suddenly clenched her legs tightly on 
either side of Lan and fell forward on to his chest 
breathing hard. He felt a sudden wash of warmth issue 
forth from her vagina, and it was all he could do to 
keep from plunging into her right then and there. 
Instead, he rested his head back allowing them both to 
catch their breaths. Taking time to notice how amazing 
her breasts felt, pressing firmly against his chest. 

Eventually, she recovered enough to rise up. Lan then, 
quite unexpectedly, must have used a modified 
wrestling move on her, because she suddenly found 
herself on her back, with him leaning over her. 
Sensing what was about to happen, her heart pounded 
inside her rib cage again. Lan bent to kiss her one 
last time before he positioned his head at her 
entrance. Not only was she still wet, but all of their 
grinding had thoroughly coated him in the process. He 
paused, looked down at her with those amazing blue 
eyes, and when she nodded, almost imperceptibly, he 
began to slowly enter. 

With only a little more than the head inside, he 
paused again. This time when he looked down at her, he 
had that familiar mischievous glint in his eyes. Not 
knowing what he was planning, she could not stop her 
whimper when he unexpectedly withdrew. She wanted to 
shout "No!" or "Come Back," but before she could 
summon her voice, he had reversed his motion. 

Still advancing slowly, this time he did not stop 
until he was about halfway in. Teasingly he backed out 
again, and she was still unable to stop her whimper of 
disappointment and longing. He took his teasing one 
step further this time by exclaiming, "Oh, Kelsey, was 
there something that you wanted?"

Her exact response, though imperceptible, was clearly 
an affirmative one.

Maddeningly, he looked down at her without moving a 
muscle, "Sorry, didn't catch that, what do you want?"

Her throat felt dry, "I," she began in a croak, before 
swallowing to restore her voice, "want you inside me, 
now!" "There's something to say about making love with 
my best friend," she thought as Lan reentered her, "he 
knows when I'm being serious." 

There was nothing slow or halfhearted about it this 
time, Kelsey felt herself stretching to accommodate 
him as he suddenly seemed to fill her completely. This 
time, it was a sigh, instead of a whimper, that came. 
It just felt right. Then he started moving, and it 
stopped feeling just "right," it started feeling 
heavenly. 

In no time Lan was rhythmically pounding into her. The 
angle was such that his body still rubbed against her 
clit with every cycle. It was wonderful! He picked up 
his force and speed breathing surprisingly easy. But 
she stopped caring about that. She stopped worrying 
about much at all, focusing just on the rising feeling 
inside. His penis, slick with her juices, slid in and 
out making her moan softly. Without meaning to do it, 
her hand wrapped around his back, nails digging into 
his flesh, she was close to another orgasm. With one 
last powerful thrust...

And it was all gone. Confused, she opened her eyes; 
the room was completely dark. She was lying on her 
side, her bottom arm under her head, her top arm over 
a small hand that was cupping her top breast, and 
there was something hard pressing into the small of 
her back. It came back to her in a rush, the dream 
with Lan, spooning with Sen in his bed, all of it. She 
still felt incredibly horny from her incomplete dream, 
not to mention wet down there. "Why do they always end 
so abruptly? She wondered mentally cursing whatever it 
was that had awoken her.

Lying in bed against Sen, she had just decided that it 
was time to head back to her room, when she felt his 
little hand on her boob squeeze and his penis thrust 
against her back. "Ha ha, so that's what woke me up, I 
guess I'm not the only one who was having an erotic 
dream! Well, I'll try not to do to him what he 
unknowingly did to me. Maybe I can even help him 
out..."

Trying not to wake him, she removed his hand and used 
it to gently roll him onto his back. Sen continued to 
sleep in his new position, so she reached a cautious 
hand out searching for the hard thing that had been 
poking her moments before. Surprisingly, her hand came 
into contact with his bare penis sticking out of his 
boxers. For the second time in her life, she wrapped 
her hand around a penis. It was just as hard and hot 
as last time. Though she could only guess in her 
imagination, it was also a lot smaller than Lan's. 

After a few minutes, when sure that Sen had not woken 
up, she began to stroke him. She had never given a 
hand job before; even her fantasies seemed to skip 
over foreplay. When Sen thrust against her continued 
pumping, she figured that she must be doing it right. 
Her hand quickened its pace and even gave the cock an 
occasional squeeze. Though unable to see, in a few 
more pumps, she could tell that Sen was finishing his 
wet dream. His body tensed up, and his penis throbbed 
in her grasp. Unsure of what to do, she slowed her 
pumping, but did not stop until his throbbing had 
subsided. "Now it's definitely time to go," she 
thought withdrawing a sticky hand, "good night Sen, 
hope you made whoever you're dreaming about happy!"

*

The next day Kelsey was careful to watch Sen for any 
changes indicating that he had been awake while she 
had been giving him a helping hand. Other than being 
much happier and more talkative with her, he seemed 
unchanged. "Well, that's not exactly true," she 
thought watching him interact with Kiyomi at lunch. 
The two of them were on the same side of the table and 
were speaking to each other. Their dialogue was often 
discontinuous, flowing from whatever topic one of them 
had awkwardly blurted out, usually Sen, in an attempt 
to not let the conversation end. The worst, also most 
amusing, was when Kiyomi announced that her parents 
said that she could follow them home on Thursday 
afternoons to be tutored in math.

"So I can come home with you tomorrow!" she exclaimed 
excited looking straight at Sen. Somehow that look, or 
maybe her news, managed to knock him out of his seat. 
Kelsey could not help herself; she let out a peel of 
laughter. The laughter spread, and soon all of them, 
even Sen, succumbed to it. 

After school on Thursday, Kiyomi met them outside of 
Kelsey's last class. As if meeting for the first time, 
Sen was shy around Kiyomi the entire walk home. In 
fact, Kelsey ended up being the person leading them 
home, as Sen tended to walk the wrong way. Eventually 
she got them home, and let them inside. Since Sen's 
room had only the one chair for his desk, they all 
dropped their book bags at kitchen table. 

Kelsey looked over Kiyomi's graded homework. It was 
pretty good, her main problem seemed to be that she 
had either forgotten how to use the quadratic 
equation, or forgot it entirely. Unfortunately that 
had been required for many of the problems. Over all 
she had done badly, but in truth, it was only a tiny 
flaw that needed to be polished. After Kelsey 
explained this all to Kiyomi, along with a quick 
review of the quadratic equation, she cleverly 
volunteered Sen to walk her through the problems. 

Hovering in the background, she watched as they made 
steady progress. Heartened by their progress, she 
thought that she should leave them alone. Luckily, a 
ready excuse came to mind, "Hey you two keep working, 
I'm going to go rinse out my hair. I'll be right 
back." 

Kelsey was able to retreat to the bathroom with 
minimal notice. In the bath, she was torn between 
being quick and taking her time. The former would be 
the most practical, but the latter would allow Sen and 
Kiyomi much time alone. Unable to make up her mind, 
her bath finished on the quicker side. It was a good 
thing too, because they had not gotten very far in 
math, or "other things," on their own. 

As soon as she returned, they progressed fairly 
rapidly again. Kelsey seemed to be some sort of 
catalyst that each of them needed in order to be 
around each other. By the time Kiyomi's mother stopped 
by after work to pick her up, the trio had finished 
reviewing last week's problems and even made a sizable 
dent on this week's. There was room for improvement 
socially, and she had several suggestions for each of 
them.

*

That night, before bed, she packed her backpack with a 
weekends worth of clothes and toiletries. The exchange 
program would be heading to the airport after second 
period. During the walk to class, Kelsey reminded Sen 
about the trip. He seemed to sadden for a moment, but, 
putting on a brave face, he smiled back at her and 
told her to have fun!


The next few hours went by in a blur, one minute she 
was practicing her pronunciations, the next she was in 
an airport terminal. Kelsey was surprised to find 
Mariko in a seat next to her. "What are you doing 
here!" she exclaimed excitedly.

"Hi Kelsey! I was hoping to find you. I volunteered to 
be one of the 'native students' accompanying the 
exchange class ages ago, I've never been to Tokyo to 
be honest. I was hoping to surprise you."

Kelsey felt a lot happier about the trip. She really 
did like Mariko. The two chatted happily, Mariko, 
besides getting to see Tokyo, was also getting to skip 
a particularly gruesome chemistry quiz. While talking, 
the Southern boy passed their seats on his way to a 
food court and mimed a complicated "who are you, 
what's your name again?" at her then winked. Kelsey 
waved and made sure he saw her sticking her tongue out 
at him. 

Once he was out of ear shot, Mariko leaned closer and 
whispered, "You know Matt!" sounding awed.

"Mattrum! Or Matt for short he'd said, Shoot, I was so 
close, I was on Nathan, and would have started 
guessing 'M's' next! But I guess I don't really know 
him if I've had to guess his name for a week and a 
half. He is a nice guy, I think I first started 
talking with him when Sen was being picked on by those 
guys..." she trailed off remembering the reason behind 
that and figuring it should be kept private.

"I'd heard about that from my cousin, she was watching 
as you stood up to them all."

"Your cousin? Who is that? Do I know him?"

She laughed, "Of course you do, Kiyomi is my cousin, I 
thought you knew."

That should have been obvious, "Guess I'm still 
working on my vocabulary, you probably mentioned it, 
but I didn't know the word yet. So why did you mention 
the Southern-um, Matt?"

Mariko was generally the most outgoing person in the 
group, but she suddenly blushed before saying, "Well, 
he's in my Chemistry class right after lunch, and he 
sits right behind me. In fact, he's my lab partner on 
experiment days. On the first day of this semester, 
when he walked in, he treated me different. Like a 
real person."

"What do you mean?" Kelsey asked starting to see where 
this might be heading.

"You know how guys are like around us in swim class," 
she said glancing down at her chest, "most guys do 
something similar to me even when I'm not in a swim 
suit. But not Matt, that first day I noticed that he 
was handsome, and thought that he'd be like other 
guys. Instead he behaved very cutely, introducing 
himself and having a clumsy conversation in Japanese 
with me. I got the impression that he didn't even 
notice my boobs!"

"Everything's bigger in Texas," she murmured, but 
Mariko heard her and gave her a puzzled looking 
expression, "back home, we have this stereotype that 
everything in the state of Texas is larger than 
something similar but located elsewhere. I suppose 
it's larger because their state is one of the largest, 
but we have this saying 'everything is bigger in 
Texas,' it's just a joke. When I didn't remember his 
name I thought of him as 'that Southern boy' possibly 
being from Texas. Anyways, what I meant was perhaps 
he's used to all sorts of girls back home, so you're 
normal to him."

She smiled relieved, "I think I like him."

Feeling that another guy she was flirting with was 
being taken away, she returned the smile and asked, 
"So you like Matt, and does Kiyomi have a thing for 
Sen?"

"Oh God yes, but you won't tell her, will you? Not 
that it isn't obvious, but this is one of the few 
things that she is shy about. Normally I tutor her in 
math, but I refused unless she did something about 
Sen. You know how that worked out, she found you as a 
new tutor, but it is an improvement with the two of 
them together over there."

"In theory, yeah it's a great idea, but when I left 
the two of them alone yesterday, I don't know, it's 
like they were suddenly speaking different languages, 
only when I was there to 'translate' could they 
function."

"Have any ideas about how to fix them?" Mariko asked 
smirking.

"Well Sen really needs more confidence, I, um, am 
trying on that front. I think he needs to feel more 
like a man. I have a few ideas left, but they are 
running out. Even if he becomes more confident, she 
may have to make the first move. He told me he had a 
crush on her for years, but now is in the process of 
trying to get over it."

"I guess I can try to school her, but I really don't 
think I have the experience either."

"Yeah, nor do I, I've never really had a boyfriend, 
let alone made many first moves, but I think it's time 
for all three of us to learn," Kelsey proclaimed. That 
was another side of the coin that Janice had been 
describing to her, making the first move, in a new 
direction-

The terminal PA system announced that their flight had 
begun boarding. Everyone began gathering their 
possessions, readying their tickets, and moving 
towards the gate. Unfortunately Mariko did not have a 
seat by Kelsey, she was a few rows back by the window. 
Kelsey had an aisle seat and was amused when Matt took 
the seat across from her.

She pounced on him the moment he strapped in, "So 
Matt," she started emphasizing his name heavily, "are 
you still excited about this weekend?"

"Darn! You finally figured me out. It's about time. Do 
you know how tough this has been?"

"Aww, poor little Matt!" she mocked, and they 
continued giving each other a hard time for most of 
the several hour flight.

When they arrived at their hotel for the weekend, it 
was around dinner time. The class was divided into 
pairs (they would be doubling up in rooms), given 
their room keys, and told when to meet down in the 
lobby the next day. Kelsey was excited about sharing a 
room with Mariko, but Mariko was ecstatic when Kelsey 
asked if Matt wanted to join them in a search for 
someplace close to eat dinner. Sometime during the 
flight Kelsey had decided to give up any claim that 
she had on Matt. Their relationship was rapidly 
becoming a lot like hers with Lan. Though that type of 
thing was what she was trying to change. Thus she 
figured that she should give him a little nudge 
towards Mariko, and hope that it all worked for the 
best.

Dinner was decent. Mariko started applying her charms 
to Matt. It was fascinating to watch, although Mariko 
had said she did not have experience making the first 
move, she was clearly a natural. The flirting, the 
"accidental" touches, the incidental exposures, she 
was laying it on heavy. Matt was a gentleman though, 
and seemed oblivious to it all. Kelsey was beginning 
to wonder if Matt was gay. Mariko, however, seemed to 
like him all the more for it. At the end of the 
evening, he walked them to their room. It was the 
first time that they had seen it, and it was 
disappointing. The room was sort of like a cramped 
studio apartment, containing: one full sized bed, in a 
space that could barely fit it; a toilet, shower, and 
sink in one corner; and a small night stand next to 
the bed. 

Matt looked worried, perhaps he was thinking about his 
own situation and having to share a bed with a 
stranger and shower or use the toilet in front of him. 
Kelsey pitied him. At least she was used to seeing 
Mariko nude and vice versa. Sharing a bed and an open 
toilet with her would be new, but it was only for the 
weekend.

After Matt said goodnight, they closed the doors and 
settled in. Because the shower was between the bed and 
toilet, it provided a modicum of privacy if the other 
person were on the bed while it was in use. Both girls 
were similar in that they liked to shower at night. 
Something about doing it in the morning and having to 
either spend the time blow drying or going out with 
wet hair seemed to be a universal annoyance. 

Kelsey took out her book and went to lie in bed, 
letting Mariko go first. Under the cover of reading, 
she studied Mariko again. Her breasts were as full as 
she remembered, though seeing them nearly daily had 
removed her initial shock. "They really aren't super 
huge," she thought, "Maybe only D-cup, but that's 
still far above average around her, everything just 
seems to be smaller." She dropped the rest of her 
clothes and stepped into the shower allowing Kelsey to 
turn her full attention to her book. 

She really should have chosen a different book if 
trying to forget Lan. The two of them took turns 
suggesting series for them to read. It had been his 
turn, and he had given her a fantasy book by Jennifer 
Fallon. The first one had held her spell bound. Thus 
far, the second in the series was just as good. 
However, it tended to remind her of Lan. If she was 
not careful, her mind tended to drift, and thoughts of 
him were often similar to her fantasies of late. She 
did not understand why she was feeling so horny 
lately, "I thought only guys were supposed to feel 
like this..."

When Mariko emerged from the shower, Kelsey noticed 
something that had eluded her before. Glancing at 
Mariko briefly while turning a page, her eyes froze. 
The girl was glistening beautifully, with her legs 
spread to towel them off. But Kelsey's eyes fixed on a 
point where the two legs met, her pussy. It was 
completely shaven. The sight felt very sexual to her, 
and though she was not remotely interested in females, 
she felt her own juices start flowing. Something about 
it made her want to see a cock buried to the hilt 
inside. With an effort, she forced her eyes back to 
her reading until Mariko announced that the shower was 
free. 

It had been some time since she had taken a real 
shower and she quite looked forward to it. Removing 
her own clothes, she noticed that Mariko's was 
watching her with every bit of the same intensity that 
she had just been using on Mariko. 

"I wish I had boobs like yours," Mariko said softly.

The comment startled Kelsey so much that she could 
only respond with a slack jawed, 
"What?"

"You know, smaller and firmer, they don't droop a bit. 
Mine tend to hang down when my arms aren't over my 
head or when I don't have a bra on. Plus there's the 
size of them, you know that they've been this way 
since the very beginning? I was the first girl to get 
boobs, and guys, not just boys, have been staring at 
me ever since..." she explained sounding sad.

Kelsey still did not know what to make of it. The 
conversation seemed to violate some social norm, but 
she knew that her friend needed to be comforted. She 
was not normally a physical person, but all of her 
words felt wrong in her mind. She went over to Mariko 
and hugged her. The fact that the two of them had 
their naked bodies pressed up against each other did 
not enter into either of their minds. Standing more 
than half a head taller than Mariko, Kelsey felt a 
sudden dampness her shoulder. 

"She's crying!" Kelsey thought shocked. The hug and 
tears jostled proper sounding words into her mind, 
"Mariko, you have nothing to be ashamed about. You 
truly look amazing. The first time I saw you in the 
locker room I couldn't take my own eyes off of you, 
and not because of how big your boobs were, but 
because of how beautiful you looked, like a piece of 
art work. To be honest, when you told me that you 
liked Matt, I knew that I could in no way compete with 
you for him even if I had wanted to." She hugged her 
tightly, and held her, thinking that, "Sometimes 
people just need to have a good cry."

After several more minutes, Mariko sobbed one last 
time before straightening up and thanking Kelsey. "You 
have been such a great friend in such a short time. I 
feel like I have known you much longer than I actually 
have. But I'm keeping us up too long, go, take your 
shower."

"You know Mariko, I think you are very brave, quite 
apart from being able to flirt so easily with a guy 
you have a crush on, I don't think I could ever shave 
or wax myself like you have, I envy you in that sense, 
though it seems so sexy for some reason."

Finally Mariko managed a smile. Her eyes were red and 
puffy, but she had stopped crying. Before getting in 
the shower though, Kelsey watched to make sure that 
she was okay. Mariko continued drying off still 
looking happy. Afterwards, she climbed into bed and 
scooted to the far side. When she rolled away facing 
the window, Kelsey felt assured enough to turn on the 
shower. She stepped under the hot water and sighed. It 
felt amazing, but had to end or else she would use up 
all the hot water. So, reluctantly, she got out to dry 
off.

Ready to change into her PJs and turn in for the 
night, she found out how she had managed to fit all of 
her weekend supplies into her back pack. She had 
completely forgotten to pack any sleepwear. The notion 
of changing back into her dirty cloths made her 
cringe, while the thought of putting on clean clothes 
she had packed for day use seemed wasteful. So she 
hopped into bed naked and thought no more of it.

The next two days were busy. Packed with much walking 
and sightseeing and tourist stuff, there was never a 
dull moment. Mariko, Kelsey, and Matt spent a lot of 
time in each other's company during the day, and even 
dined together each night. He laughed at them that 
morning bragging about how his room must be a suite, 
because he had a queen bed all to himself in a room 
separate from the other queen bed. The bathroom they 
shared was practically the only common space, it 
sounded like the complete 180 of hers and Mariko's 
situation. Mariko, unconcerned, merely warned him that 
the universe had a way of keeping things balanced. 

After that first tearful night, Mariko had been much 
happier. The two of them lay awake for hours after 
getting in bed on the second night just talking. 
Sometime during their pillow talk Saturday night, each 
of them had realized that the other was naked too. 
Mariko said that she normally slept this way, but 
would have brought PJs had she known that the rooms 
were going to be like this. Luckily she had paired up 
with Kelsey. Also, since Kelsey had forgotten her 
clothes and was totally nude, it all just worked out.

On Sunday night things got a little weird. It began 
innocently enough. Both of them returned from a tiring 
day walking around the sites. You simply could not see 
all of Tokyo in two days, but their guides had made 
one hell of an attempt. They alternated showers, 
packed for the flight in the morning, and then climbed 
naked into bed. They lay closer than on the first 
night and began talking as soon as the lights had gone 
out.

"You mentioned the other day that you have been 
working on Sen's confidence, what have you been trying 
out?"

Kelsey hesitated, she felt that she could confide in 
Mariko about most things, in fact she was talking more 
openly with her than with any other person besides the 
stranger Janice and her best friends Lan and Melanie. 
But she was slightly embarrassed about some of her 
efforts. 

"Well, I think that if he can get used to being around 
girls that it would help. I started off just spending 
a lot of time with him, complimenting him, laughing 
with him et cetera. Then I started introducing 
physical contact, you know, teaching him that girls 
really don't have cooties. I'd touch his arm, or 
shoulder or take his hand and lead him places. 

"It was all going well, but for some reason I decided 
to be slightly naughty too. I think I was bored, or 
maybe it's because of some advice someone gave to me, 
anyways I started not wearing a bra when it was just 
him in the house, and now when I'd come into contact 
with him, I'd make sure he could feel my boob pressing 
against him. I also started leaving the bathroom door 
cracked enough to peak through when I took my bath. 
Hell! I even called him in once when I was naked under 
the bath bubbles and had a conversation with him... 
Ha! That's what I've been up to," this was not the 
complete truth, but it was close enough.

"Wow, that later stuff actually sounds fun," she said 
chuckling, "did it work?"

"I think so, he seems great around me, but like I 
said, when I went to wash when Kiyomi was over, he was 
back to square one again. Maybe she needs to let him 
spy on her or," she started barely containing her 
mirth, "or, have a conversation with him while she's 
in the bath!" and the laughter peeled out of her. She 
was laughing so hard that breathing was forgotten for 
a time. When it finally subsided, she was gasping for 
air on her side, and was in contact with Mariko for 
the length of their bodies.

Rolling on her side to face Kelsey, she caught her own 
breath, and said thoughtfully, "You know, that just 
might be what's needed, poor Sen, he wouldn't stand a 
chance!" Then she seemed to realize that her naked 
body was touching Kelsey's naked body. It was not the 
first time, but that last hug had taken place during 
entirely different emotional circumstances. Now, after 
a day of heavy flirting with a seemingly unaffected 
Matt, she felt frustratingly horny. Tentatively, she 
placed her hand on Kelsey's outer thigh.

The contact sent Kelsey's heart racing and she 
suddenly became very wet. "Is this another one of my 
crazy sex dreams? Am I asleep? Is Lan going to pop up 
and join us?" She pinched her own arm, and in the 
process answered no to all three of those questions. 
Wanting to make the first move for a change, she 
pushed Mariko onto her back. Even though gravity 
pulled them down against her chest, Mariko's breasts 
were simply too much to ignore. Kelsey moved one shaky 
but determined hand over to them and began to knead 
them gently. 

Every time she came into incidental contact with the 
nipple Mariko let out a moan. Encouraged by this, 
Kelsey sat up, brought her other hand into action, and 
started lightly pinching and playfully tugging 
Mariko's nipples. When she felt that Mariko could take 
no more, she moved her hand slowly downwards towards 
the place she had most wanted to visit this evening. 

It was as if Mariko had been expecting this ever since 
they had first shared a bed. Eagerly, she spread her 
legs. Kelsey felt the smooth pussy lips beneath her 
fingers. She really wanted to spread those lips and 
slide a finger in, but Mariko deserved more first. 
Quickly she located her friend's clit and attacked, 
mercilessly. She had Mariko squirming with delight, 
her body quivering from head to foot. 

Easing up a bit on her intensity, Kelsey listened to 
the moans for signs that her friend was close to an 
orgasm. It seemed close, but something was missing, so 
with her free hand, she reached for Mariko's breast 
again. Fondling a certain way with one hand while 
massaging another way with the other hand was a test 
of coordination, but Kelsey pulled it off. Mariko let 
out a long piercing cry of pleasure, flung out her 
arms and pulled Kelsey towards her. They kissed, and 
Kelsey could nearly feel the echoes of her friend's 
orgasm as it washed over her. 

Unsure of what to make of the kiss, Kelsey was able to 
break it off in the guise of falling back to the bed 
to catch her breath. Indeed, Mariko lay right beside 
her doing the exact same thing. After resting for a 
few minutes, she felt Mariko rising. The girl sat up 
and began climbing over Kelsey. Kelsey figured that 
she was going to the sink to wash off until she felt 
long hair tickling her inner thighs. Without being 
told to do so, Kelsey's legs parted making room for 
Mariko between them. Mariko lowered her face down, and 
in another moment Kelsey felt something warm and moist 
brush against her clit. 

Mariko, though inexperienced, worked magically. Her 
tongue stimulated in ways Kelsey's fingers could not 
manage. Steadily she began to lick lower until her 
tongue swept over a small opening. It flicked in an 
out rapidly, lapping at Kelsey's vagina and making her 
lock her legs tightly around Mariko's body. Held in 
this position Mariko kept tonguing Kelsey's pussy. 
Despite being restricted, she still managed to snake 
her arm around so that her fingers could rub Kelsey's 
clit. Now it was Kelsey's who was moaning 
uncontrollably. She was normally very controlled 
during masturbation, but this was a completely new 
experience. 

Tossing her head back she practically shouted, "Oh my 
God Mariko! Don't stop! Please! Don't! Stop!" She 
flung out her arms, hands clawing at the bed sheets, 
as she felt the sensation inside come to a peak. Over 
the course of the next few seconds that peak erupted 
in what felt like an eternity of pleasure. Her legs 
finally relaxed, freeing Mariko. She gasped, "I've 
never had such an orgasm, you are amazing!"

"I only returned the favor," she said winking and then 
collapsing next to Kelsey on the bed.

"Yes, Sunday had become very weird indeed," Kelsey 
thought. Despite the lingering bliss, Kelsey was 
unable to sleep, her thoughts were very confused. They 
kept ranging from "What have I done?" and "Does this 
make me a lesbian?" to "Janice would be proud," and "I 
thought this sorta stuff wasn't supposed to happen 
until college." Finally she could not take it anymore, 
"Mariko, are you still awake?"

"Yeah," her friend responded still sounding as awake 
as Kelsey felt, "why is something on your mind?"

"Just thinking about, you know..."

"Yeah me too. Don't get me wrong Kelsey, it was 
amazing, but I don't like girls that way, I just got 
caught up, you know. I still like Matt, and want to 
flirt with him. I don't know... I was just so horny."

"I feel the same way, but once we started, it just 
felt... I didn't want to stop. But now I feel like I 
did something wrong," Kelsey could feel her own eyes 
tearing up out of shame. 

It was Mariko's turn to comfort her friend. Wordlessly 
she embraced Kelsey and held her. When the tears began 
to flow outright, she said "We did nothing wrong, you 
and I. We're two friends that made each other feel 
good, really good. "

It took a little bit longer for Kelsey's logical brain 
to catch up with her emotional state. She had finally 
had sex with someone. Perhaps she was sad because it 
had not been with Lan for her first time? This was 
exactly what she was told to do to move past him. 
Still, she did wish that he was here too. "It did feel 
good, and I guess I just realized that we kinda just 
had sex, but I thought I was in love with someone 
else. For a minute there it felt like I had betrayed 
him. I know now that I lost my chance with him and 
that things like this will help me move on," she 
explained disentangling from Mariko, "not only the 
sex, but I meant good friends like you," she continued 
quickly.

Mariko smiled, "Well, perhaps we should keep this 
between you and I."

"Okay, I think you're right," Kelsey agreed soberly.

"But," she started slowly, "um, do you think we could 
do it again?" she asked sounding timid.

Kelsey smiled widely, "Are you coming on the next 
weekend trip?"

"Yeah, I signed up for all of them," she answered 
sounding confused.

"And would you like to room together then too?"

Now Mariko understood, she returned Kelsey's smile, 
and said, "I would love to!"

The two embraced again, and even chanced a last kiss. 
With the air cleared between them, both fell asleep 
quickly, still embracing.

Over the next few weeks there was no hint of 
awkwardness between Mariko and Kelsey. On the 
contrary, they seemed to grow even closer. Also, much 
to Mariko's delight, Matt became a regular member of 
their lunch time group. He was at last starting to 
show the effects of Mariko's campaign. A slight gap 
appeared between the older three and Sen and Kiyomi, 
but this may have been part of Mariko's plan. With the 
distracting events of that Sunday night, Kelsey could 
not tell how much of her own revealed efforts on Sen 
Mariko remembered. 

"Has she told Kiyomi to imitate me?" she wondered. 
Thursdays were still a challenge. On the second 
session after the weekend trip, Kelsey invited Mariko 
over to also "study." She had wanted to show the 
phenomenon to her friend and get a second opinion. The 
afternoon preceded much like the first few sessions. 
Sen and Kiyomi were great together when in the larger 
company, but what Kelsey and Mariko excused 
themselves, the study session just crumbled into 
awkwardness.

"I see what you meant," Mariko said the next day, "and 
we do have our work cut out for us." They had lingered 
in the locker room still changing after Kiyomi had 
left. "Maybe we need to get Kiyomi to-" Mariko broke 
off looking around to check whether anyone else was 
nearby. She smirked when she saw that they were alone, 
reached over towards Kelsey, and playfully squeezing 
her nipples saying, "Show Sen these!"

Kelsey gasped, and was about to do the same back to 
Mariko, but remembered that anyone could walk in at 
any time. Still, something about the danger had 
amplified the touch and really turned her on! So 
instead she focused on what Mariko had said, "I guess 
she does remember what I said, oh well," she thought. 
"Yeah, but given those two's track records, one of us 
would have to be there when it happened. Not only for 
her to do it, but also for him to learn the expected 
outcome..." she joked.
Once again Mariko took her humor in this area 
seriously, "You're right! We do need to be there, I'll 
have a talk with my cousin, don't worry. This is a 
good idea."

Not all that reassured, Kelsey approached the next few 
Thursday study sessions apprehensively. Finally, on 
the third, when she had just relaxed her guard, it 
happened. This was the seventh math tutor session, but 
might stray into some biology review because the two 
had a midterm approaching in that class. Mariko could 
not make it today, needing to focus on studying for 
her own midterm, so Kelsey was third wheel and 
catalyst again. She got the two started, staying to 
oversee their progress for about a half hour, before 
taking leave to wash out her hair.

Starting the tap, Kelsey undressed and stepped in. She 
had half a mind to stay in there for hours just to 
force them to behave, "No that's not fair, I can't get 
frustrated-" but her thoughts were interrupted by a 
soft knocking at the bathroom door. Assuming that it 
was Sen coming to ask for help with a new problem, 
which had happened before, she called out to be heard 
over the water, "Come in!"

After a second or two, the door slide open and Kiyomi 
stepped in. Surprised, Kelsey's voice was higher 
pitched than normal as she said, "Kiyomi? What's up?" 
It was not a terribly odd thing, being naked in a 
steadily filling bath in front of Kiyomi; both of them 
changed daily in front of each other, and that kind of 
modesty faded quickly on the swim team.

Kiyomi turned to close the door before replying, "I 
think you are right to wash your hair after swimming," 
she walked further into the room then started to take 
her clothes off.

Startled, Kelsey practically squealed her next words, 
"Kiyomi! What are you doing?"

"Mariko told me..." she started.

"Oh God, what did Mariko tell her? I thought we were 
going to keep that to ourselves! What does she expect 
from me now?" Kelsey thought worriedly.

"...told me to take a bath after I got here, and that 
you should be here too, oh, I'm also supposed, um," 
she broke off and turned, suddenly red in the face.

"What else did Mariko say?" Kelsey asked curiously.

"Well, I'm supposed to leave the door cracked..." she 
said in a voice barely audible over the still filling 
tub.

Comprehension dawned on Kelsey, "Oh! Yeah, go ahead 
and crack the door a bit." When she had done as 
requested, Kelsey told her get in.

Nervously, Kiyomi finished stripping and stepped in. 
It was no less crowded than it had been when Sen had 
joined her; still the water level rose and spilled 
into the emergency drain. In relative silence, they 
both went about washing and rinsing off. In such close 
quarters, parts of the process required the other's 
help. 

"Kiyomi has very beautiful, long, silky-black hair," 
she noticed when it was her turn to help wash. As she 
was finishing, she heard the tell-tale sound of 
muffled footsteps on the carpet outside. She smiled 
thinking about what was about to happen and said, 
"Sen, I hear you out there, why don't you come in 
again?"

There was a sharp intake of breath from Kiyomi as Sen 
slid back the door. Sen's Jaw dropped when he saw the 
pair of naked in the bath. "I don't know what he was 
expecting, but it wasn't this," Kelsey thought 
laughing. The laughter bubbled through her body making 
her breasts jiggle and the water lap against the sides 
of the tub. This sight distracted Sen, but his 
attention quickly returned to Kiyomi. As she had been 
having her hair rinsed by Kelsey, she was completely 
exposed to his eyes. "For a first look, he couldn't 
ask for more," she thought, remembering the first time 
she had seen Kiyomi's slender body with her small, 
pert, breasts. 

Knowing what to look for, she noticed the first 
twitching in Sen's pants as his penis reacted to the 
sight. Feeling wicked, she asked, "So what did you 
need Sen? Or did you just come into gawk at us 
bathing?" Sen turned redder than she had ever seen on 
him before and laughed. Kiyomi could not help herself, 
she started laughing nervously too. 

Oddly, that one incident was all it took to break the 
ice for them. From then on, they could work on 
homework, even when alone, or just hang out together. 
There was even talk in the pipes of adding an extra 
tutor day to the week, at least that was what they 
would tell their parents it was. Kiyomi kept teasing 
Sen about when she was going to be able see him naked. 
Each time, he would laugh it off, not even turning 
red. She had continued to rinse her hair out with the 
door ajar when she was over, but was generally alone 
on those occasions. As more time passed, she started 
to doubt that Kiyomi was entirely joking. 

Two weeks after the incident, during the week of the 
exchange program's second weekend trip, Kiyomi corned 
Mariko and Kelsey after swim class. "I know you two 
somehow arranged all of this," she hissed.

"You can't prove that!" Mariko protested.

"I'm not angry! I just want your help with something."

"Okay, what's up?" Kelsey asked cautiously.

"Sen! What else?"

"So, what do you want us to do?"

"It's really only fair, I wanna see him naked!" 

"Oh crap, Sen's probably still sensitive about 
that..." Kelsey thought, "We'll try, it might take a 
little bit."

After Kiyomi left, anxious to join Sen for as much of 
lunch as she could, Kelsey thought that it was time to 
come clean with Mariko. She started off with the truth 
behind the boys teasing Sen and included everything, 
her night time visits with him, the hand job, the 
shared bath, everything. The story took most of their 
lunch period. At times Mariko looked deadly serious, 
at others she was smiling or even laughing. She did 
not interrupt the story, merely reacted, though she 
doubtlessly had many questions. 

"So, you can see why it might be difficult to arrange 
what Kiyomi wants," Kelsey said wrapping it all up. 

"Yeah, but still I was working on something while you 
spoke, it combines a few different parts, like him 
looking normal when hard, and the bath, and the hand 
job, with some new things..." and she used up the rest 
of their lunch explaining her idea.

The next day was another Thursday, meaning that Kiyomi 
would come home with them after school. During swim 
class, Kelsey told her that they had come up with a 
plan for this afternoon. She was careful only to tell 
her the parts of Mariko's plan that were relevant to 
her, just in case. Kiyomi smiled and said it sounded 
fun; she would indeed like to spy on him for a change!

At home, once Kiyomi had left to take her turn in the 
bath, Kelsey watched Sen carefully. She was positioned 
close to him and occasionally took small drinks of 
water from her glass. When he seemed ready to make an 
excuse to go peek at her, she purposefully spilled a 
rather large glass of water on him.

"Shoot, I'm sorry Sen, I'm such a klutz sometimes, why 
don't you go change, I'll wipe this up," she exclaimed 
trying to sound innocent.

With an unreadable look on his face, he went to 
change. Half a minute behind him, she followed. When 
she passed the bathroom, she heard the water filling, 
and rapped softly on the shut door. Smiling to 
herself, she continued on to Sen's room. Outside his 
bedroom, she prayed that she had allowed enough time 
for Sen to begin changing, before letting herself into 
his room without knocking. 

"Yea!" she thought upon seeing Sen. He was standing by 
his bed wearing only boxers, apparently debating 
whether they were wet enough to warrant changing as 
well. He had made up his mind to shed them when he 
noticed Kelsey standing there.

"Yeah you should probably change those too," she said 
as if her opinion were being sought. Without waiting 
for him for him to speak, she pushed him onto the bed 
and tugged his underwear off. He tried to protests but 
she stalled him saying, "I feel bad for what I did and 
was hoping to make it up to you!" Without warning, she 
placed her hand over his recently liberated penis and 
gave it a slight tickle. It responded instantly, 
swelling to its full size even as Sen tried to voice 
his objections. Interrupting him again, she pulled a 
pillow case off his pillow, and told him that he 
needed to cover his eyes before she would continue. 

Being a teenager, not to mention a guy, he was still 
uncooperative, so she had to blindfold him herself. 
Once thus subdued, she forced him flat on his back 
again. His cock stuck up like a flag pole, well a 
slightly angled flag pole, and she could not resist 
wrapping a hand firmly around it. Up until that point, 
she had been careful to keep herself between Sen's 
naked body and the door. Now with one hand on Sen's 
member, she motioned with the other at the door.

At her wordless signal, the crack in the door widened 
enough to allow Kiyomi to silently enter. Her eyes 
were wide, and her mouth was hanging open as she 
approached. Smiling, Kelsey began to pump Sen's cock. 
Not only did this placate him, as he had been reaching 
for his blindfold, but it also made Kiyomi crack a 
small smile. With her free hand Kelsey mimed an offer 
for Kiyomi to take over for her. 

Kiyomi's smile widened still further, though she 
nodded without hesitation. Kelsey motioned for her to 
sit on the edge of the bed, then removed her hand. 
Nervously, staring at the engorged penis as if 
expecting it to bite her, she reached out and grabbed 
it. Her touch was fencing, she seemed constantly ready 
to withdraw at the slightest provocation. When nothing 
adverse happened, she slowly began to stroke his 
shaft. Another smile blossomed on her face when Sen 
let out a soft moan in response. His reaction 
reassured her, and she began to move with more 
confidence. 

"Sen's moaning more for her than he ever did for 
me..." Kelsey thought feeling a flash of jealousy. As 
she recognized the regrettable emotion, she decided to 
let it work for her, "I need to be more daring 
anyways." 

Placing a hand on Kiyomi's arm, she stopped her mid 
stroke. In this position, Sen's foreskin was 
retracted, exposing his head. The sight caught 
Kiyomi's eyes, and she drank it in forgetting that it 
had been Kelsey who had stopped her. Kelsey's reason 
became abruptly apparent as she bent over Sen and 
licked his exposed glans. After her first taste, she 
hesitated only a moment before taking his member into 
her mouth. Sen shuddered with pleasure, and Kiyomi 
gasped in surprise releasing her hold on him. "For the 
first time I have a penis inside of me," she thought 
awkwardly bobbing her head up and down, "true, this 
isn't quite what's meant by that, but still... Jeez 
it's hot!"

As it was her first time, she had the strongest desire 
to experiment. First she tried to fit all of him in 
her. The task was surprisingly easy! "I didn't even 
gag!" she thought triumphantly. Sen certainly seemed 
to love being deep-throated! Next she brought her 
tongue into play. It was difficult to coordinate, and 
she realized that she probably would not have time for 
it now as Sen started shuddering as he had that one 
night right before erupting. "I don't think I'm quite 
ready for that," she thought pulling off him with a 
slurp. She wiped her mouth off with one hand and 
motioned for Kiyomi to take over again.

Kiyomi seemed about to go down on Sen too, but lost 
her nerve at the last minute. Instead she began to 
jerk him off again. His cock still glistened with 
Kelsey's saliva pleasantly lubricating and speeding up 
the process. Soon, Sen was arching his back, already 
restored to the point he had been before his blow job 
had abruptly ended. Kelsey knew that he was close and 
watched Kiyomi instead, hoping to see her reaction. It 
happened almost instantly after Sen let out a cry of 
pleasure. 

Kiyomi's eyes widened in surprise, and her jaw 
dropped. It was enough for Kelsey, she bent in close 
and told her that she needed to be away to the bath 
before he returned to his senses. Snapping out of her 
surprise, she let go and fled for the bathroom, 
careful to close the door softly on her way out. 
Kelsey took over milking the last drops of cum out 
still bubbling out of Sen's hard cock. Unable to help 
herself, she smiled wickedly thinking, "We're not done 
yet!"

Sen lay there, still tightly blindfolded. He had a 
long track of cum on his chest trailing all the way 
back to his slowly softening penis. "Come on Sen, we 
need to go clean up before you can put clean clothes 
back on." Without bothering to untie his blindfold, 
she stood him up and led him to the bathroom. 

For the second time today, Kelsey forced herself into 
a room that she knew contained an unsuspecting nude 
person. Inside Kiyomi stared speechlessly from the far 
side of the bath as Kelsey guided Sen into the tub, 
stripped herself, and joined the two of them. Only now 
did Kelsey reach over to untie his blindfold, and 
allow Sen to finally piece things out. What a surprise 
it must be to suddenly find one's self naked in warm 
soapy water between two similarly naked girls...

Enjoying the flustered look on Sen, Kelsey inclined 
her head towards Kiyomi as she said "Sorry for barging 
in on your bath, Kiyomi. I spilled something on Sen, 
and then he made a mess while changing," she winked 
quickly at her, "so I said that he probably needed a 
bath. I figured you wouldn't mind. You don't do you?" 

Kiyomi had smiled at the double meaning, and said, 
"Sure I don't mind helping him get clean!" She reached 
through the water towards Sen as Kelsey did the same 
thing, though with a bar of soap. Together they 
scrubbed Sen, paying special attention to his chest. 
Well Kiyomi was also paying a lot of attention to 
something else, but Kelsey let her have that all to 
herself this time. "She doesn't seem to mind his size 
at all," she thought knowing that Kiyomi was playing 
with a soft member, "it's actually fairly cute! He was 
so worried about nothing." 

Sen summoned the will to speak and asked, "Why is it 
that you always get to play with me, when is it my 
turn?"

"He has a point," Kelsey conceded, "and I don't mind, 
if Kiyomi doesn't mind!" She took her hands away, 
returned the soap to its holder, and rested back 
against the tub. Kiyomi smiled, withdrawing her hands 
as well, though not without one last playful caress. 
As she too rested back, Kelsey said, "I don't think 
she objects either Sen."

Sen was like a kid in a candy shop, and he did not 
know which way to jump first! Taking pity on him, 
Kelsey caught Sen's eye and motioned towards Kiyomi 
who had her own eyes closed and was biting her lower 
lip. He nodded understanding her meaning, and scooted 
closer to Kiyomi. The first thing he did was quite 
unexpected. Watching Kiyomi biting her lip, he leaned 
close to her and kissed her. When he broke the kiss, 
not only were her eyes wide open, but she had also 
stopped biting her lip. The next time he kissed her, 
she returned it. During that heated kiss, "Their 
first!" Kelsey thought, Sen moved his had to cup 
Kiyomi's small breast. 

Kelsey watched for several minutes as Sen and Kiyomi 
kissed. He thoroughly felt her up throughout the kiss, 
but when he braved himself to move his hand downwards, 
Kiyomi's nerve failed her. She pulled away from Sen, 
laid a gentle hand on his arm stopping his progress, 
and said, "I think you've been ignoring Kelsey, 
wouldn't you like to compare and contrast us?" There 
was a mischievous quality to the question, but Kelsey 
was surprised that she heard no trace of jealousy in 
it. 

"Oh, right," he moved closer to her, "Sorry Kelsey."

"Don't worry about it Sen, you looked like you were 
having so much fun," then she whispered, "by the way, 
you did good."

Flushed by the praise he embraced her in a tight hug. 
They had been nearly this close while naked before, 
though Kelsey could tell that Sen was a little 
reserved about doing anything in front of Kiyomi. 
"Don't worry Sen, you don't have to do anything," she 
said in his ear.

"But I do want to, being this close to you has made me 
hard again" he murmured back.

She smiled feeling better, "Later then, I should teach 
you some things for Kiyomi's sake anyway,"

"You promise?"

"Of course Sen, in fact, you should sleep naked next 
week, because I won't be able to sneak over until 
after the weekend trip and I wouldn't mind you ready 
and waiting just like this," she teased indicating his 
penis.

Heating in the face, Sen said, "Thanks Kelsey and I am 
sorry,"

Raising her voice, Kelsey said so that everyone could 
hear her, "You know, I think you had more than enough 
play on Kiyomi, plus I'm getting all pruney, we should 
rinse off and get out." Both of the others were 
visibly relieved by her excuse and seized upon it 
immediately.

As the two toweled off, Kelsey covertly watched the 
way they interacted. Sen was a, well no other word 
came to her mind, complete gentleman. He got out found 
her a towel, handed it to her, offered her a steadying 
arm as she climbed out of the tub, then averted his 
eyes until he was dry enough to retreat to his room. 
The entire scene made Kelsey smile, but at the same 
time feel slightly sad. It confused her that she could 
not figure it out, so she pushed it from her mind for 
the present.

*

The next weekend trip was to Tokyo again, but this 
time it was to be less touristy, and more involved 
into Japanese politics. Sen had not managed to get in 
on this trip, but had announced that he would be there 
for the third one next month. It cheered him up only 
slightly as he waved goodbye to her at the beginning 
of the first period. 

In the airport Mariko and Kelsey had to pretend to 
dread staying in the same hotel and room as Matt 
teased them relentlessly about it. Eventually they 
told him, quite truthfully, that it had not been as 
bad as he thought. 

This made him laugh loudly, "Well perhaps I did not 
get a decent look at it last time, if you are stuck 
there again, I'll have to come back and see it 
properly. It'd be nice to get to tease you both in 
person!"

As it turned out they were not in the same hotel, they 
were not even in the same part of town. When Kelsey 
and Mariko arrived at their room, they were almost 
disappointed to see that it had two twin sized bed, 
and a separate room for the toilet and shower. Matt, 
who had followed them to their room hoping for a 
chance to give them a hard time, could not understand 
why they suddenly looked so glum. Shortly after he 
said good night and went off to find his own room. 

When he was gone, Kelsey had a suggestion to improve 
their situation, "What if we were to, you know, push 
the beds together?"

Mariko smiled, "I like that, can I add a rule too 
then?"

"Sure, what did you have in mind?"

"Well, as long as we have nowhere else to go for the 
evening, like right now, how about we aren't allowed 
to wear anything!" Without letting Kelsey respond, she 
pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the 
floor.

"That sounds good, because I didn't bother packing any 
PJs again," Kelsey said joining Mariko in stripping 
off her clothes. Both felt very free in their nudity 
as they pushed the beds together. Knowing that they 
had an early day the next morning, they only teased 
each other briefly before settling down for sleep. 

The group of students rose early the next morning. 
Most of them were still somewhat asleep as they were 
herded through the maelstrom that makes up any 
nation's government. By the end of the first day's 
tour, Kelsey still felt very confused by how a unitary 
parliamentary democracy and a constitutional monarchy 
were supposed to work together effectively, but 
obviously it was working for Japan.

Because the group had been up so early, they were 
allowed an early night and promised a later morning 
the next day. Matt kept telling them that it was great 
news, as it meant they could have a night out on the 
town! Kelsey and Mariko had others idea, though Mariko 
liked the idea of a night with Matt. Kelsey 
compromised by offering to accompany them out for a 
little while before coming up with an excuse to return 
early.

"Are you sure," Mariko asked very tempted.

"Of course, as long as you are back before I fall 
asleep, you will owe me after all," Kelsey assured her 
smirking.

True, the legal drinking age in Japan was 20, but the 
three of them found a Sake Bar that did not seem great 
at reading foreign passports. They ordered Sake for 
themselves, along with dinner, and covertly split 
their drinks with Mariko. Kelsey was the only one who 
had never really drunken before, so even drinking less 
than the other two, she still had a pleasant buzz by 
the time dinner was over. Deciding that it was time to 
come up with her excuse to leave, she winked at 
Mariko. Both insisted on walking her to the hotel 
before setting back out.

When she got back to their room, she leaned against 
the door for support while she thanked them. Without 
warning, the door gave way behind her and she toppled 
into the room. Laughing the Matt and Mariko helped her 
to her feet.

"I guess the doors as bad as your old room was, did I 
tell you I got my own room this time?" Matt said for 
probably the fifth time. 

They closed the door behind them and Kelsey fumbled 
her way into the shower. She took a long shower, only 
turning the water off when it started to lose its 
warmth. Stepping naked from the shower, she was 
surprised to see Mariko already lying in bed.

"Why are you back so soon?"

"Soon? Wow you must have been in there for some time, 
true it's only been an hour, though we found another 
bar that let us in... but both of us were kinda 
worried about you, so we headed back after only a few 
drinks." 

"Oh, is that all?" Kelsey asked still feeling the 
effects of alcohol on her judgment.

"Not quite," Mariko replied tossing back the covers to 
reveal her nude body.

Kelsey bounced across the room and flung herself onto 
the bed next to Mariko. "You sure you don't wish to 
shower first? There's just something about the way 
water gleams on your skin that turns me on!"

"Ha ha, since you insist!" she said rising. At the 
bathroom door, she looked back towards Kelsey with an 
evil glint in her eye. Quickly, she darted back to the 
bed, large breasts quivering as she moved, and slapped 
Kelsey sharply on the ass. "That's for making me 
wait," then she disappeared behind the bathroom door. 
The following shriek of "Cold!" was more than enough 
revenge for Kelsey. When Mariko reappeared, she 
immediately noticed the effects that the cold water 
had had on her. Her nipples stuck out impressively, 
and Kelsey licked her lips eagerly awaiting her 
friend. 

Suddenly the room door fell in on itself again. This 
time it was Matt who tumbled in every bit as 
gracelessly as Kelsey had an hour earlier. Hastily he 
picked himself off the floor staring wide eyed at the 
scene before him. Kelsey was lying on the bed, 
squeezing her breast with one hand while the other was 
frozen in air over her pussy. Mariko had turned to 
meet the disturbance and was standing feet from Matt. 
"Um, I wanted to make sure Kelsey was alright..." he 
said lamely.

Mariko looked questioningly back at Kelsey, who nodded 
smiling, before saying, "Well don't just stand there, 
close the door!"

Still stunned, he nevertheless did not need telling 
twice. 

"Oh, and before you join us, why don't you turn off 
the lights," Mariko added from bed. Both girls were 
now hidden beneath the covers.

Matt did as he was told again thinking somewhat 
clearer now that their tempting bodies were out of 
sight. In nearly complete darkness they could hear him 
stumbling his was towards them.

"I knew you didn't like having a room all to yourself 
Matt," Kelsey teased. She could make out his shape 
settling at the foot of the bed. Leaning toward 
Mariko, she whispered "I really think he's overdressed 
don't you?"

"I quite agree," she said aloud.

Together, they pinned him down tearing at his clothes 
until, "Alright, alright, I get it, don't ruin my 
shirt! I only have so many things with me." 

Chuckling they let him up. Kelsey made quiet cat-calls 
as he stripped. "He's certainly taking his time, and 
luckily he gets to hide in the dark, I can barely see 
him. I wonder if I can reach the night stand lamp? He 
did get to see us after all, it's only fair." Sitting 
back in bed, she stretched for the lamp switch. As she 
managed to turn it on, light filled the room 
illuminating his nearly naked body. Abruptly, she was 
awoken from her dream by the room door shutting.

"Shoot, sorry if I woke you Kelsey," Mariko said 
softly.

Realizing that she must have fallen asleep after 
returning early from dinner, she pretended to still be 
asleep. She knew it was not Mariko's fault, and truly 
hoped that her friend had enjoyed herself tonight with 
Matt. All the same, she could not help from cursing in 
her mind, "Just as it was about to get good! Why does 
this always happen? It's like someone up there is 
working against me! I hope they at least made out or 
something!" then less bitterly, she wondered, "when am 
I going to actually live out one of these fantasies I 
keep dreaming about?"

*

The rest of the weekend was great, though tiring. The 
girls had never been able to find a chance to repeat 
what they had done during the last trip. Kelsey 
learned that after dinner Matt and Mariko had gone 
dancing with a few other people from the exchange 
program. The night had ended with a kiss; Matt was 
still being quite the gentleman, much to Mariko's 
frustration. 

Sitting together on the flight home, she told Kelsey 
that if he was still like this on the next trip, and 
if they still did not get a chance "play like before" 
that she would take Kelsey's help in seducing him. 
Kelsey laughed, wondering how much like her brief 
fantasy that would be. In the end, they both agreed 
that if nothing else worked out, they would both be 
happy as long as their room was better than his next 
time. 

Kelsey did not admit it to Mariko, but she felt more 
sexually pent up than ever before. Remembering her 
promise to Sen, she began thinking of what she wanted 
to teach him. By the time she arrived home from the 
airport Monday afternoon, she had a busy night 
planned. She had decided that she wanted Sen to be her 
first!

In preparation, she made a few changes to her 
afternoon ritual. For starters, she took a bath before 
Sen even arrived home from school, and she did so with 
the door firmly closed. She had wanted to do this for 
some time, ever since that evening with Mariko in the 
hotel. Trimming and shaving took some time as it was 
best to do slowly and with great care. It had been 
years since she had grown her first pubic hairs, and 
seeing herself clean shaven and hairless again 
reminded her of all the other changes that she had 
gone through during that time. 

The bath lasted so long that she had needed to reheat 
the water several times. When she finished, she 
toweled off and changed into one of her conservative 
outfits. "I need to play it safe tonight and arouse as 
little suspicion as possible," she told herself. 

Sen had arrived home during her bath, and, after 
changing, she went out to catch up with him. He was 
happy to see her, speaking at length about how his 
weekend was, about how the school she had missed was, 
and about how he could not wait for next month when he 
would finally get to go on a trip. As they talked the 
afternoon away, they were able to work on a little bit 
of homework, if only to appease Mr. and Mrs. Hata. 

Around the time his parents were due back, Kelsey had 
started in on the dinner's prep work so that when Mrs. 
Hata returned, they were able to jump straight in on 
the actual cooking. Dinner was enjoyable; the initial 
language barrier had largely disappeared, making for 
more and more social meals. Still, Kelsey could not 
help from having dirty thoughts as she stared across 
the table at Mr. and Mrs. Hata. Things like, "I'm 
gonna make your son a man soon, is that alright?" or 
"Sen's going to be the one who pops my cherry, how do 
you feel about that?" kept floating through her mind. 
"It's a good thing I can't translate those things 
yet," she thought smiling at the mischief. 

After dinner, she told them that she wanted to e-mail 
her friends and family. It was one of the few things 
that she still did in private. The Hata's had a fairly 
decent computer in their office. It was easy to switch 
it to the western keyboard and settings that were 
remnants of Sen's sister who had trained on them prior 
to her marriage and emigration. Kelsey did not really 
have to send any e-mails, she had used the free time 
Sunday morning to jump on the hotel computers. What 
she really wanted to do was research. 

She loaded her favorite search engine and typed in 
"What to expect when losing my virginity." Phrasing it 
this way only brought up a modicum of porn related 
sites. They were easy to avoid, as they contained key 
words like "Anal Virgins meet massive black cocks!" 
and the like. She instead honed in on the ".org" and 
".edu" sites, which did exist. "You really can find 
anything on the internet," she said chuckling. 

She had had her doubts about turning up anything 
useful during this search. She opened a few of the 
links as new tabs and began skimming the first. After 
an hour, all the time that she had allotted herself, 
she was familiar with all the common advice. Much of 
what she had read told her not to expect it to last 
very long, which was good, because many sites also 
mentioned that there could be some pain or soreness 
involved for the girls. Fervently she looked for ways 
to avoid it, and came away with a new appreciation of 
lubrication, going slow, and having the girl be in 
control.

When she logged off, she made sure to return the 
computer to its original hardware and software 
settings. She was careful to reset both the internet 
site history and the search history, but figured any 
more was unnecessary as the Hatas were not extremely 
tech-savvy. The rest of the family was in the family 
room reading. When the family read together like this, 
it was normally one of the last things they did before 
turning in for the evening. Rather than join them, she 
went to her room to read in bed. 

She found the Fallon book, changed into PJs, and 
climbed under the sheets. After only a few pages, she 
realized that it was hopeless. Her mind was racing too 
much to focus on the story. It was full of thoughts 
about what she hoped to do with Sen. She was not 
exactly having second thoughts, but she still wished, 
deep down, that it could have been with Lan. "I guess 
if I ever get another chance with him I won't have the 
horrible first time with him, that'll be out of the 
way and everything..." she rationalized. 

The sound of several footsteps in the hall interrupted 
her train of thoughts. The Hatas were going to bed! 
Shortly after, she heard Sen's door close. It was all 
enough to force her mind back onto the story. In a few 
pages, she reached the end of a chapter. Having an 
idea, she skipped forward to measure how long this new 
chapter was. It was not too much longer, and she was 
at an interesting point in the story. So she decided 
that she should wait a while for everyone to fall 
asleep, "I'll just finish the next chapter," she 
murmured to herself. By the end of that chapter, she 
was so caught up in the story-and perhaps she was also 
dreading what would happen when she put the book down-
that she kept right on reading.

Kelsey was lost in the story until a glance at the 
time while turning a page jolted her out of bed. 
"Everyone's definitely asleep by now," she thought. 
Adrenaline rushed through her leaving her feeling 
fearless, it was time for the next part of her plan. 
Used to creeping through the hallway at night by this 
time, she had no difficulty making it into Sen's room. 
Once inside, she dropped her clothes to the floor by 
the door and crossed to Sen's bed. "I hope he 
remembered what I told him to do this week," she 
thought gingerly easing herself into bed next to him.

"Sen, you should wake up, you have company, and we 
have much to do tonight!" she said softly into his 
ear.

He responded at once, "Kelsey! I didn't think you'd 
come tonight!" He rolled on his side towards her and 
immediately came into contact with her naked body. 
Surprisingly he showed hitherto unseen initiative, 
"And you came dressed just like me," he murmured 
pausing to kiss her once before asking, "May I?"

"Sen, I'm impressed, you really must have missed me!"

"Well I still feel really bad for ignoring on 
Thursday..."

"Ha ha! Don't feel bad, I told you, you did a good 
thing for Kiyomi. Now put your hands on me already!"

Not needing further invitation he eagerly placed his 
hands on her breasts. "Yours are so much bigger than 
Kiyomi's," he said in awe. 

"Yes, but that doesn't make them better, worse, or 
anything else than hers, remember that Sen. Just 
because someone is born with genes for different sized 
anatomy, doesn't mean anything about who they are 
inside." She hoped he understood that she was 
referring to his penis insecurity more than hers and 
Kiyomi's breast size.

"I like them both," he said.

"Nope, guys are very dense," she thought, "Oh well, 
let's see what we can teach him tonight."

She kissed Sen, it felt rather like the kiss she had 
shared with Mariko, one between friends, rather than 
one between lovers. For the next few minutes she 
talked him through kissing and fondling and 
stimulating her nipples. It was rather fun, and much 
more rewarding than tutoring him in math or science 
had been.

"Okay Sen," she began, stopping him in the middle of 
sucking and lightly biting her nipple, "I think you've 
mastered that. It's time to add some new elements." 
She found his hand under the sheets and led it down to 
her wet pussy, "before, your mouth was busy, either 
where you just had it or kissing, and you may have 
noticed that your hands were wastefully free. Should 
you want to put them to use, this is one way." 

Under her guidance, he located her clit and quickly 
found out how much pleasure rubbing it brought her. 
Delightedly, he worked on paying her back for all that 
she had given him. She writhed in pleasure and lost 
track of time. Finally, she could take no more, it was 
too intense.

"Sen," she gasped, "please, give me a chance to 
breath!" He eased up on her, obviously pleased with 
himself. "But don't go, you're not done yet," she told 
him as started to withdraw his hand. Again she took 
control of his hand, guiding it lower and lower, until 
"Right there Sen, be gentle though," and then she let 
go of his hand.

Sen once more proceeded with care. He slowly slipped a 
single finger into her slick cleft. Kelsey moaned in 
delight as he slowly advanced it further and further. 
When she masturbated she could do exactly what would 
get her off, but there was something amazing about 
having it done to her for a change. After allowing Sen 
some time to explore-and some time for herself to grow 
accustomed to his presence-she said, "Sen, can you put 
in another finger?" He complied without hesitation 
again, and when he developed a comfortable, though 
slow, rhythm, she told him, "You can go faster Sen," 
she sighed deeply, "just like that!" She pulled Sen's 
face back into her bosom and laid back to simply enjoy 
the combination of feelings. 

It was like a pleasurable massage, until Sen took the 
initiative and started massaging her clit again with 
his other hand, then it became amazing! Stroking her 
inside and out had her gasping. She had to bite down 
on her hand to stifle the involuntary, loud, 
exclamations. Arching her back she knew that she was 
close. Sen slipped in a third finger and it was all 
she needed. Her internal muscles clamped down on Sen's 
fingers as she came. 

Kelsey collapsed limply onto the bed thinking, "Well I 
hadn't expected that!" she was smiling widely feeling 
very tired. Pleasure still rippled through her body, 
but her mind was set. "I had been planning on do this 
later in the week, but he earned it, he a fast 
learner!" she thought before saying, "Thanks Sen, 
you're a natural!"

"Kelsey, you've changed," he told her snuggling in 
next to her. 

She could feel his stiff member pressed against her as 
she asked, "What? What do you mean?"

"Um, never mind," he said sounding embarrassed.

Knowing she would not get much more out of Sen, she 
summoned enough will to move from her comfortable 
position. "So, maybe you noticed last week, how Kiyomi 
reacted near the end of our bath. She may not have 
been ready for that yet, don't rush her, but when she 
is ready, you need to do just what you did tonight."

"I will," he promised.

She nodded, threw back the sheets, and said, "Last 
week, what I did to you before the shower," she 
grabbed his still hard penis and stroked it a few 
times, "you know this," then she lowered her head to 
take his penis in her mouth again. She twirled her 
tongue around the head a few times before continuing 
with, "And that, but there's still a few things left 
before I turn you lose on Kiyomi." With that she threw 
a leg over Sen and climbed onto him. 

She hovered over him, guided his cock to her entrance 
and froze there. Sen's face seemed to have frozen, his 
mouth gaping. While his head nestled against her cleft 
she remembered her internet advice. Sen was merely 
somewhat lubed from the brief blow job, but Kelsey was 
still very slick from all of the excitement, not to 
mention the orgasm, so she figured that she was safe. 
She flashed a smile down at Sen, who snapped his jaw 
closed, gulped, then gave a timid-almost 
imperceptible-nod of his head. 

With that, Kelsey cautiously lowered herself a 
fraction of an inch, just enough so that the head of 
Sen's cock disappeared inside her. "This doesn't feel 
so bad, he must stretched me out nicely with his 
fingers," She thought sliding down a little more. Half 
of Sen's length was now in her. Already, Sen looked 
ready to cum. With a deep breath, she took the final 
plunge and buried him up to the hilt. "There's the 
soreness they promised, it's a good thing my first is 
so small," she thought. It was not bad as it had been 
made out to be, but it was also a good thing that she 
had already gotten off. 

Feeling well adjusted, she began to rock her hips on 
Sen . She was decent at riding horses and had been 
told that riding a man was fairly similar, so she used 
a similar technique. While rocking forward and back, 
she was able to rub against something in Sen. The 
pressure was against her still sensitive clit was 
enough to make her shudder in pleasure.

"The internet had also not been lying about how quick 
this would be," she thought as she felt Sen thrusting 
up into her with frantic urgency. Oddly, their 
combined motions started feeling pleasurable; she 
could even have sworn that she felt Sen swelling 
inside her... With an all too loud grunt, Sen placed 
his hands on Kelsey hips and thrust deeply, pinning 
himself into her a final time and unleashing his seed 
into her womb. 

Kelsey smiled as it was Sen 's turn to collapse back 
into the bed. She swooped down on him to kiss his 
cheek before lifting off of him. She knew that she had 
only a little bit of time before gravity took effect 
and she made an all too conspicuous mess. As she raced 
from Sen 's bed to the bathroom She thought, "It's 
probably best not to make too much of a mess in here!" 

The next morning Kelsey felt sore, worse, in fact than 
she had during the act. Sen was very subdued over 
breakfast, which she thought was quite an odd response 
to losing his virginity, but she had to wait until 
they were on their way to school before asking him 
about it. She felt concerned as she watched him eat 
from across the table. "What if he had wanted his 
first time to be with someone special like Kiyomi?" 
she worried, "I just did it without asking and ruined 
it for him..." then her mind came up with something 
darker, "what if it was me? What if I wasn't any 
good?" Now she really wanted to get him out of the 
door.

Hardly waiting for the sound of the front door locking 
behind them, she asked, "Sen is everything okay? You 
seem very distant this morning. Was it last night? Did 
you not like it? Or wished that it could have been 
Kiyomi?"

She said all of this very fast. Sen seemed not to know 
where to start. "I'm just confused, I think," he 
hesitated looking around as if searching for a 
distraction, finding none he continued, "I'm scared 
about last night, because I, uh, uh, uh ejaculated 
inside of you. Without protection! What if you get 
pregnant now?"

"Oh, Sen , didn't you ever notice the medication I 
take every night?"

"Yeah, the little pills from that pink case."

"Well they're birth control pills, I've been on them 
since I was 16 for, well for girl troubles... so wait, 
you didn't have a bad time last night?" she asked, 
still not quite reassured herself.

"No! Last night was the best night of my life! But I'm 
confused now because I think I'm in love with two 
people..."

"Sen , what we did last night, what we felt, it was 
passion. Passion and Love aren't the same things, and 
I think Kiyomi is far more deserving of both than I 
am, I'll be gone in another few months after all."

"You're worthy of love Kelsey, and my sister married 
an American!" he announced defiantly.

She chuckled, "Of course, I just mean, you and I are 
good friends, and we were, or are, passionate towards 
each other. Let Kiyomi have your love, I'm just uh, 
helping you out for her future sake." She gave Sen a 
hug thinking, "and we'll be working on your stamina 
next!"

Over the past few weeks, swim class had changed. 
Kelsey now had half a dozen people with her. They must 
have noticed the improvements in Kiyomi and Mariko. 
Mariko's endurance had improved tremendously, and 
Kiyomi's form was now good enough to work on speed, if 
she wanted to. Kelsey had also made some improvements 
with the new comers as well. It was actually fun, not 
to mention a decent workout. 

In the locker rooms she had a chance to speak with 
Kiyomi, "So, this Thursday, I was wondering if you 
wanted it to be like it was last week? Well except for 
the bath part."

Kiyomi licked her lips and said, "I do, but we have a 
math test on Friday, I was hoping to have your help 
preparing for it."

"Oh, Sen didn't mention a test, of course, there's 
always the next Thursday," she said smiling
"Yeah, Sen 's probably not worried about the test, but 
I am..."

"Oh well I'll have a chat with Sen tonight, make sure 
he's as ready for it as he thinks he is," and both 
girls laughed at that.

Once again Kelsey hung back after changing to talk 
with Mariko; she had big news to tell her! "Mariko!" 
she hissed excitedly, "I did it!"

Still putting her shoes and socks on, Mariko paused to 
look up at the beaming Kelsey. "Did what?" she asked 
thickly.

"I did it," she placed heavy emphasis on the last 
word, "last night, with Sen ! He was my first!"

Mariko's mouth formed into a large "O" as her mind 
worked out what Kelsey had meant. Then she smiled 
before saying, "You did? How was it?" she laughed, 
"How was he?"

Kelsey returned the smile, "He was..." she started 
trying to find the right words, "just what I expected 
and just what I needed. I think he'll be perfect for 
Kiyomi, but perhaps I'll be working a little more with 
him. I was a little sore during it last night and this 
morning but it's pretty much gone now. He was very 
gentle."

Mariko looked wistfully at Kelsey, "That sounds nice, 
you are lucky, I wish my first time had been better. 
He was an older guy, taking advantage of an 
impressionable freshman I suspect. He was forceful and 
rough, I hated it..." she shuddered.

"Oh I'm sorry Mariko, I didn't know," she said placing 
a hand on her shoulder. Sighing she looked at her 
watch before saying, "We'd better go, Matt 's probably 
waiting for us outside. You know I bet he'd be pretty 
gentle in bed. He's definitely nice and soft spoken 
elsewhere." Mariko flushed and busied herself with her 
shoes again. Kelsey smirked knowingly to herself.

At home that afternoon, Kelsey cornered Sen , "So, you 
have a math test this Friday?"

"Yeah, we do, Kiyomi seems really worried about it, 
but I don't think it'll be too bad."

"We'll see, do you have any practice tests?"

"Well, we were given last year's I was planning on 
working through it this week, just to make sure I 
could do them all."

"That will work, can I see it?" Sen searched through 
his backpack and pulled out the old test for her. 
"Perfect, I'm going to pick some problems out of here 
and set up a little pretest for you, just so we know 
where you need to focus your studying." Kelsey went 
through the pages picking out a problem or two from 
each topic until she had around a dozen problems which 
she copied onto a blank sheet. Sen 's face fell, 
clearly he did not want to do anything like this 
today. 

"Tell you what, we'll make a game of it," she told him 
placing the page in front of him, "for every problem 
you get right, I'll take something off," suddenly she 
had his full attention. He was searching for a pencil 
ready to begin when she added, "And for every one you 
get wrong you have to take something off! By the way, 
I get to choose which clothes come off, and they stay 
off until your parents get home!" 

Sen turned a little red, but started working, perhaps 
in slightly less of a hurry than before. For the next 
half hour Sen worked on the impromptu pretest, while 
Kelsey planned out what she wanted him to take off. 
She herself was wearing her shoes, socks, shorts, a 
button-up over shirt, an undershirt, a bra, and her 
panties. If she played this fair, Sen just needed to 
get seven questions correct, and she would be stuck 
naked until Mr. and Mrs. Hata returned, if she counted 
her shoes and socks as two items... 

Sen slid the completed pretest across the table to her 
for grading. Wanting to torture him a bit longer, she 
checked over the entire page first. Lucky for her, he 
must have been pretty nervous or unfocused in the 
beginning, because he missed the first two questions. 
Unfortunately he did not miss anything else until the 
end, where he forgot to carry a sign through to the 
end and had the absolute value of the correct answer 
instead. Clucking her tongue, she walked Sen through 
the first problem and claimed his shorts. She did the 
same for second problem, this time claiming his 
underwear. Now Sen sat there, butt naked, on the 
dining room chair. 

He was flaccid, obviously worried by missing two in a 
row, it was a poor start. He perked up a when the next 
few problems were proclaimed correct, and only 
slightly disappointed that she removed her footwear. 
The next problem he got right had Kelsey seductively 
unbuttoning her shirt. On the problem after that, she 
reached behind her to unhook her bra, then pulled each 
arm through it and tossed it to the ground. By this 
time, Sen 's member was no longer flaccid, but 
beginning to twitch expectantly to life! Not wanting 
to disappoint her audience, she shimmied out of her 
undershirt after the next problem. Sen 's eyes were 
locked on her breasts and his penis rose fully up out 
of his lap as if it were spring loaded. 

Kelsey smiled, she had reached the last problem. She 
was in her panties, and Sen was as he had been. When 
she pointed out his simple mistake, his face fell. As 
he made ready to take off his shirt she stopped him. 
"I have a better idea, you know, seeing as you did 
really well on the pretest," with that she kneeled on 
the floor in front of his chair and took his cock in 
both hands. "I think you deserve a pleasant release 
considering all of your hard," she punctuated the word 
with a firm squeeze, "work." 

She began pumping his shaft with one hand and cupping 
his balls with the other. Sen 's head lulled back in 
pleasure. Kelsey mind was already a few steps ahead 
however. She was thinking about the mess that would 
happen if she continued on her current course of 
action. He still wore his shirt, and it would be 
splattered with cum when he erupted. She had a 
solution. But she had never done it before, and she 
was slightly worried. 

Sen let out a moan that broke through her train of 
thoughts. She knew he was close. It was now or never. 
Kelsey lowered her head to Sen 's lap. She teased his 
head briefly with her tongue before engulfing his 
member in her mouth. Using a few finger and her mouth 
she sucked and pumped Sen 's cock with increasing 
speed as Sen let out another long low moan. It 
happened so fast that she did not have a chance to 
react, a hot spurt of liquid shot into the back of her 
throat. Without thinking she swallowed, swallowed to 
keep from gagging, swallowed because she was afraid of 
tasting anything. She removed her hand and slowed her 
pace, still softly sucking on Sen's penis. 

When his orgasm subsided, she stood up and walked to 
the kitchen without saying a word. At the sink, she 
could feel a bit of his semen on her lips. Tentatively 
she wiped it off with her tongue. It was salty, but 
sweet at the same time, a very odd sensation. "Perhaps 
next time I won't swallow so fast..." She filled 
herself a glass of water and walked back out to Sen in 
the dining room, her bare breasts bouncing slightly 
with each step. He hung limply in his chair, though 
his eyes cracked open when she returned. 

He studied her sleepily, and asked, "Will you come to 
my room again tonight?"

She knew he wanted to lay down, sometimes an orgasm 
left her feeling tired. In fact, sometimes when she 
could not sleep at night she would masturbate to help 
herself fall asleep. "Sen , I think it's time for you 
to come to my room for a change," she said winking, 
"how about we call a truce until later? We'll both put 
our clothes back on you can help me with my homework." 
He agreed reluctantly. She knew he wanted the chance 
to be able to look at her breasts whenever he wanted, 
especially as it was slightly cold in the house, and 
her nipples were quite erect. 

Together they worked on homework until dinner. After 
dinner she again retired early, though she made sure 
to wash her face and brush her teeth first. Deciding 
to take a leaf out of Mariko's book, she climbed into 
bed naked. To her surprise she felt wonderfully free! 
She reveled in it before opening her Fallon story 
where she had left off. 

She must have fallen asleep, because the next thing 
she was aware of where the covers being drawn back as 
someone got into bed next to her. She was lying on her 
back and could feel the weight of the book on her 
chest. Keeping her eyes closed, she pretended to be 
asleep. She remembered now, Sen was supposed to join 
her in bed after everyone had gone to sleep, "what 
time is it?" she wondered. As she continued to feign 
unconsciousness, she became curious, "what will Sen do 
if I keep sleeping?" 
 
The first thing he did was to pick up her book, she 
felt the weight being lifted off her chest and cracked 
her eyelids a fraction. Her nightstand lamp was still 
on allowing her to watch as Sen put a bookMatt in her 
book before setting it on the nightstand. "He's so 
thoughtful!" she thought. The next thing Sen did was 
just as thoughtful. Kelsey felt his hand on her belly 
slowly making its way south. He clumsily made his way 
for her clit; it took him a while to locate it, having 
only been there once before.
 
He slowly rubbed her, losing his place several times, 
but eventually he found a rhythm. Oh did he ever find 
a rhythm! He massaged her clit sending such intense 
feelings shooting through her that it was almost 
painful. Soon, she could no longer keep up the façade, 
"Alright, Alright Sen , you win, please, put a finger 
in me already, I beg you!" 

Mercifully, the too intense sensations from her clit 
slowed and she suddenly felt several fingers slide 
into her hot, slick, cleft. Sen fingered her flexing 
in such a way that he hit this internal spot 
repeatedly. "Uhhhh, Sen, right there, keep doing 
that!" He stopped pumping his fingers, instead 
focusing on the internal movements. "Sen! Where did 
you learn this stuff?" she hissed. Sen was on all 
fours focusing on the task at hand. 

In the light from the lamp she could see his hard-on 
poking out from underneath him. "if you move that 
closer I'll..." she began but the pleasure cut her off 
and she finished with a long moan. Sen had started 
playing with her clit again and Kelsey did not stand a 
chance. She could hear his fingers moving through her 
increasingly wet pussy, even Sen must notice the 
change. She was breathing very fast and felt hot all 
over. Once again Sen had her on the verge of an 
orgasm! This time, it struck like a train. She 
clenched around his fingers as the rest of her body 
convulsed in pleasure. 

As she lay there recovering, Sen whispered, "I kinda 
like what you've done with your vagina," and he 
chuckled.

Weakly she punched him on the shoulder saying, "Shut 
up! Just for that, tonight you're going to be on top."

That did shut him up, but when Kelsey spread her legs 
welcomingly, he was once again lost. He climbed on top 
of her, and tried several times to enter on his own, 
poking around clumsily. She sighed as she reached down 
and grabbed his cock. Placing it at her entrance, she 
said, "Okay Sen go ahead." Bracing himself on his 
elbows, he thrust into her. She sighed, the soreness 
of yesterday had vanished, and Sen had stretched her 
nicely with his fingers tonight. She decided to let 
him have free reign. Well almost free, she pulled him 
in for a kiss and wrapped her legs around his middle 
first. 

Sen picked up a slow pace of pulling out nearly all 
the way, then thrusting in. She hoped he was enjoying 
it, but it was not quite working for her. "Faster!" 
she urged him, releasing him from her legs and 
spreading them widely. Sen sped up his thrusting, 
every time he slammed into her his pubic symphysis 
made pleasant contact with her clit. "Ahh" she sighed, 
"that feels much better!" The angle was not the best 
for her, but again she figured that this would mainly 
be for Sen , perhaps tomorrow they would find 
something better. 

Sen could not keep the pace up indefinitely, either 
because he was tiring, or because he was close to 
cumming again, but soon she noticed a change from 
rapid quick thrusts to slow and lingering thrusts. He 
seemed to swell inside her, it felt really good for a 
bit then he shuddered and collapsed onto her breasts. 
Kelsey could feel his semen coating the insides of her 
womb and laughed, wrapping her arms around him. "That 
had been a good second attempt! He really is a natural 
at this!"

*

"So how was last night?" Mariko asked the next day 
with a huge smile on her face.

"How did you know?"

"Well after you mentioned it yesterday, I started 
paying attention to Sen . He's dramatically better 
around Kiyomi, but sometimes, well it's the way he 
looks at you when you laugh. It was pretty much gone 
by the end of the day. But this morning, and at recess 
it was back! I just sorta figured it was the same 
thing that made him so happy today," she explained 
still smirking.

Kelsey had to laugh at that, "Yeah, we were together 
again last night."

"And..?" she pressed.

"It was better... He was on top this time. He did much 
better." 

"Ha that's the best you can do?"

"What's with you and wanting all these details? You 
feeling horny? Matt still playing hard to get?" It was 
Kelsey's turn to laugh.

Mariko hung her head slightly, "He is so dense 
sometimes! I thought you were supposed to help me with 
him!"

"Help you, help Kiyomi, help Sen , who's gonna help 
me? Yeah, I'll work on it if you promise to stop 
pestering me about Sen."

"I don't know it's so much fun! Maybe I'll leave you 
alone though," she winked at Kelsey.

"Thanks," she responded sourly, but the back of her 
mind was already wondering how she was going to help 
Mariko. 

Weeks passed, and somehow Kelsey was failing on 
multiple fronts. Sen had had no successful 
opportunities with Kiyomi, Matt had been stonewalling 
Mariko's advances, everything was going wrong! A 
bright light on the horizon was the upcoming trip to 
Hiroshima. It was reportedly a very somber experience, 
but she looked forward to it because Sen was finally 
accompanying them. He and Matt were going to try to 
share a room. Matt bragged about how good of rooms he 
had been getting, and Sen wanted to be able to join in 
with his teasing of the girls.

The flight was not as long as the ones to Tokyo, 
allowing everyone to attend all of their Friday 
classes before heading to the airport. During the 
flight Mariko groaned about the quiz she had taken and 
wished that the flight was longer. The main attraction 
that they would be seeing this weekend was the 
Hiroshima Peace Memorial. They would spend all 
Saturday in the area, and return Sunday evening. This 
was another place that Mariko had never visited, nor 
had Sen , so it would be a new experience for all of 
them. 

After leaving the airport, the group stopped for 
dinner, then continued onto the hotel. The hotel was 
lovely on the outside, looking very modern, there was 
even a bar attached to it that was accessible via the 
hotel lobby. As Mariko and Kelsey made their way 
upstairs, they found out that the truly impressive 
thing was the room. More than a room, it was a suite! 

"Finally!" Mariko said, "we lucked out and got a nice 
room, Matt 's and Sen 's can't be this good, I can't 
wait to rub it in!"

The front door opened into a little half kitchen area 
with countertop, sink, refrigerator, and microwave. 
Further in, there was a door to the left that must 
hold the toilet, and a desk with lamp and several 
chairs on the wall to the right. What really caught 
the eye was in the middle of the room. It was what 
looked like a family sized bathtub-Jacuzzi. 

The thing was round with a continuous seat or bench 
inside looking like it could comfortable fit five 
people. Numerous jet ports indented the sides above 
the bench, and there were two taps, one on the end 
closest to the beds the other on the end close to the 
door. Past the tub there were two queen sized beds on 
opposite walls making a narrow walk way between them 
to far side of the room. In this last wall was a 
sliding glass door.

"We even have a balcony?" Kelsey thought amazement. 
"It's a shame we're only here for two nights, but I 
guess this makes up for our first two rooms! You're 
right, things do tend to balance out," she told Mariko 
smiling widely.

Mariko had her eyes still fixed on the bathtub, 
"Kelsey! Can we try it?" She spoke with excitement 
normally only heard in children. 

Kelsey couldn't resist. Neither of them had brought 
their swim suits, so they just reinvoked the rule from 
last time about being done for the day meant they 
could go nude in their room. Dropping their bags off 
on the beds, they tore out of their clothes. With both 
taps turned on, the tub was surprisingly quick to 
fill. 

This was the first time they had been naked together 
since Kelsey had shaved, and Mariko eyed her. "What?" 
she asked defensively, "I wanted to try it out, it was 
harder than I would have thought, or at least more 
time consuming, it's a wonder that you ever get 
anywhere on time what with spending all that time 
shaving..." and she stuck her tongue out at Mariko as 
she stepped into the tub. 

Mariko joined her and the two began a long and wet 
splash-tickle fest. It was fairly innocent fun, and 
ended when they both noticed how pruney they were 
getting. Settling down, they finished washing before 
they got out.

Wrapped in her towel Kelsey went out onto the balcony. 
The balcony offered an amazing view of the city. 
However it was quite windy up that high.

A throat cleared behind her, "I think you're breaking 
the rule, that towel looks like clothing right now." 
Mariko was standing with her head out the door 
smirking. "Until you remove it I'm gonna lock you 
out!" She slid the door shut and there was an ominous 
click. 

"Come on Mariko, people could see me!"

Mariko merely continued to smile at her, a devilish 
glint in her eyes.

"Fine!" Kelsey said exasperatedly, she knew Mariko 
would not budge. She unwrapped the towel glad that it 
was dark out, less glad that the wind made it so 
chilly. As the air touched her bare skin she felt her 
nipples harden and goose bumps covered her flesh. 
"Happy now Mariko? Lemme in, it's freezing!"

Mariko shook her head and made a little twirling 
gesture with her finger.

Hurriedly obeying, Kelsey slowly spun on the spot. 
Right when her back was to the door, the exterior 
balcony lights flicked on. Their balcony lit up like a 
beacon, and any desiring eyes could clearly see her 
completely naked body. Kelsey gasped. The good thing 
was that she suddenly no longer felt cold. Mercifully, 
the door clicked unlocked and opened. Mariko placed an 
arm around Kelsey's waist and stepped out with her on 
the balcony. 

Together they both stood there naked until Mariko 
said, "You're right it is freezing out here," and she 
tweaked Kelsey's nipples before running back inside 
and burying herself under blankets. Rubbing the spot 
where her friend had pinched her, Kelsey made sure to 
shut the door and turn off the lights before joining 
her friend under the covers. The spare bed went unused 
that night.

As predicted, the next day was a sad one. The group 
first toured official and unofficial war memorial 
sites in a bus before heading to the Peace Museum. 
Kelsey felt tears ready to fall all day. Such an 
atrocity... They were all affected: American, 
Japanese, male, female, young, old, everyone. It was a 
very subdued group that headed back to the hotel after 
an early dinner.

An hour later, Kelsey and Mariko were finally cheering 
up a bit when there was a knock on their room door. 
"Just a minute," they called. Before answering, both 
made sure that they had some clothes on. Mariko wore 
only an oversized sweater, it came down to just above 
her knees and concealed everything pretty well. 
Kelsey, who had been laying out an outfit for Mariko 
to wear tomorrow, hastily stepped into her friend's 
clothes. She passed in front of a mirror on her way to 
get the door. Kelsey hardly recognized herself, 
wearing the white tube top and bright pink skirt. 
"It's a good thing this top is elastic, otherwise I'd 
fall right out of it, I could never fill something of 
Mariko's," she thought unlocking the door.

It was Sen and Matt . The both wore their backpacks 
which looked to be quite heavy on their shoulders. "We 
found something to help take our minds off the day and 
thought you girls might like some too," Matt began, 
then his eyes looked passed her into their room, "Wow! 
Okay, you win, this place is amazing!"

Smiling at the dumbfounded look on their faces, Kelsey 
stepped aside and asked, "Do you want to come in?"

Still speechless they shuffled past her. "So, what did 
you bring us?" Mariko asked combing her hair out on 
the bed. 

Sen took off his backpack and set it on the kitchen 
floor producing an odd sound of clinking glass. Then 
his eyes fell on to Kelsey, his reaction was better 
than when he had seen the room. His jaw dropped. 
Noticing Sen 's silence, Matt set his own pack down on 
the counter top, creating a similar noise. He opened 
it and began taking out several bottles of beer. "They 
are cold, but should still be refrigerated; just don't 
ask where we got them."

Everyone laughed, snapping Sen out of his reverie. Sen 
didn't put his pack's contents into the refrigerator, 
instead handing them to Matt, who slapped them sharply 
against the edge of the desk to pop the tops off. Sen 
then took them back and handed one to Mariko and 
Kelsey. When everyone had one, they gathered around, 
sitting together on the beds. The guys were on the one 
that had been unused the night before.

Matt cleared his throat, "A toast then," he raised his 
bottle, "To honoring our histories, and strong 
friendships in the future." They touched glasses 
together then brought them to mouths. Kelsey, not much 
of a drinker, took a cautious first sip, found she 
quite liked it, and took a much longer draught. After 
that they all took turns making various toasts, 
finishing more and more of the delicious beverage. 

The pronouncements became more and more farfetched 
until, on Sen 's second turn, where he merely stared 
off into space trying to think of something that had 
not yet been said. Kelsey noticed that his gaze was in 
the direction of her skirt. Taking courage from her 
recently imbibed beer, she spread her legs in his 
direction enough to give him a clear view up her 
skirt. Though Sen was lost in his thoughts, something 
about the sight struck him. "He must have just noticed 
that I'm panty-less," Kelsey thought as Sen 
spluttered. Without coming up with anything he thrust 
his bottle towards the middle and they all met him 
clinking theirs against his. Sen was very red in the 
face.

Kelsey was not the only one to have finished her drink 
after that round. When Sen and Matt rose to perform 
their bottle opening act again, Mariko downed what 
remained of her beer and Kelsey nudged her in the 
ribs. Putting their heads together, she said, "I think 
you're breaking a rule, you're using that sweater as 
clothes..."

Mariko snorted with laughter. With that devilish glint 
back in her eyes, she said, "Tonight's the night, if 
we get him to drink enough, he'll have to stay here, 
then he's mine!"

"You know, we'll have to keep somewhat of a pace with 
them," Kelsey said resolutely.

"We can do it, or maybe we'll just have to be bold, 
follow my lead," she trailed off to a hiss as the boys 
returned with more beers.

Mariko made no moves as they all finished their third 
beer. Kelsey was beginning to feel like she was 
thinking through mud, and worried that she had missed 
whatever queue Mariko had in mind when, most of the 
way through their fourth beer, Mariko asked, "You guys 
want to finish these in the tub?"

Even with her mind full of the intoxicating fog, 
Kelsey recognized that for what it was, "Yeah! You 
have to try out the Jacuzzi, those jets are amazing!"

Sen protested saying, "Um, I didn't bring any swim 
trunks so-"

But Mariko interrupted him, "that's okay, neither did 
we!"

"I don't know..." Matt began.

Rushing to her friends aide, Kelsey said, "How about 
this, we can fill the tub, place our beers on the rim, 
turn off the lights and get in. We don't need light to 
drink or talk, do we?"

Mariko answered her question as if they two were going 
off of rehearsed lines, "No, of course not! Good idea 
Kelsey."

The two guys, realizing that they had been had, ceased 
their protesting. Everyone started moving at once. 
Mariko went to adjust the tap nearest the beds, Kelsey 
took the one by the door, Sen went to the bathroom, 
and Matt... well Matt just continued sitting on the 
bed. While Kelsey was playing with the water 
temperature she noticed Matt staring wide eyed at 
something. Following his gaze, she saw that Mariko was 
bending over her end of the bath doing as Kelsey was, 
only her sweatshirt had somehow been hiked up to her 
waist. Knowing the type of view that Matt had made 
Kelsey wet with desire. She fixed her own skirt, 
positioned herself to captivate Sen in a similar 
fashion, and waited. It worked flawlessly, but the 
girls could only pretend to be oblivious of their 
bodies for so long. All too soon the bath was full.

The boys did not seem to believe their luck yet, 
"perhaps they need more encouragement," Kelsey 
thought. She glanced across the bath in time to catch 
Mariko's wink. Nodding, Kelsey rose and walked to the 
light switch. Before turning it off, Mariko slowly 
drew her sweatshirt over her head and tossed it to the 
floor. 

"Well?" she asked giving them a magnificent view of 
her breasts and shaved vagina, "aren't you going to 
join us?" Quickly Kelsey turned the lights off. Now, 
the balcony's drawn curtains provided the room's only 
dim illumination. It was not enough light to make out 
specific details, but it was enough to see the boy's 
outlines shedding their clothes. With a splash Mariko 
hopped into the bath. Kelsey pulled her own top off, 
stepped out of her skirt, and joined her friend in the 
warm water. 

"Ahh," she sighed sinking into bliss. She was huddled 
next to Mariko, and could not quite make out who else 
was getting in where. But both of the boys joined them 
in the bath, "I hope they're not just in their 
underwear..." she thought ruefully. 

Mariko leaned towards the center of the Jacuzzi and 
proposed another toast, "Here's to an evening full of 
fun!" With that said, she sat back, downed her beer, 
and set it aside. Hands free, she placed one on 
Kelsey's leg, moving it slowly up her inner thigh. 
Automatically, her legs parted allowing the hand to 
make its way unimpeded. Already the touch was sending 
tingling sensations through her body. When Mariko 
reached her goal, she slid one finger between Kelsey's 
lips teasingly and probed gently upward searching out 
her clit. 

Kelsey giggled from Mariko's continued touch drawing 
the attention of the guys. Before they could inquire 
about the source of Kelsey's mirth, she leaned towards 
Mariko and whispered, "Perhaps we should include the 
guys more."

"What did you have in mind?" She asked, her hand still 
rubbing Kelsey's clit.

Finding it difficult to concentrate Kelsey managed to 
respond with, "We can either scoot towards them, which 
would pin them together to keep them from fleeing, or 
we could get them to scoot closer to us and then you 
could keep doing what you're doing, perhaps I could 
even do something similar to you..."

Mariko leapt into action, "I like the sound of the 
latter!" Hurriedly she moved away from Kelsey, arm 
extended reaching for which ever guy was to her left, 
hoping that it was Matt. Kelsey did the same on the 
opposite side of the tub. Both found a guy and dragged 
them back with them. Kelsey's nearly dropped his beer 
in surprise from her touch. Finding himself being led 
through the water left him clutching his beer as if it 
were a lifeline. 

Once again united, Mariko's hand sought out Kelsey's 
pussy almost immediately. A combination of alcohol and 
Mariko's tantalizing fingers spurred Kelsey to reach 
out in search of her guy's far hand, as the near one 
still held that beer. Finding it easily, she brought 
it to her body and placed it on her breast. Her guy 
gave the breast suddenly filling his hand perfectly a 
cautious squeeze. When Kelsey made no protest, he 
became much more enthusiastic. 

"Is that Sen ? If so, then he must now realize that 
it's me, even if he's never seen Mariko naked, apart 
from that brief flash a few minutes ago, he couldn't 
mistake her large boobs for mine. Or is it Matt? I 
really hope he's on Mariko's side, that would be 
perfect!" Kelsey thought. Wondering how to figure out 
who was feeling her up, she thought that feeling him 
up in return would solve her dilemma. 

"He must be hard by now, and I'm very familiar with 
what Sen has between his legs," she decided. Boldly, 
she reached her right hand through the water above the 
boy's lap, and, much too high above it, she felt what 
she had been reaching for. It was Matt, it had to be. 
Awestruck, she wrapped her hand around the hard 
member. Her fingers closed around the shaft, but they 
fit only tightly. Tentatively she gave it a stroke, 
internally resigned to the fact that it was Matt, and 
marveled at its size. 

Mariko's fingers finally gave up on her clit. Instead, 
two of them parted her lips and began to probe her 
internal depts. While still able to concentrate, she 
decided that it was her turn to repay Mariko. With her 
free hand, she reached between Mariko's legs, only to 
find another hand had beaten her to it. "Wow, way to 
go Sen!" she thought, "well, now I can give Matt my 
full attention." 

She turned towards him, wrapping a second hand around 
the top of his shaft and noticed that he was 
uncircumcised, judging by the way so much skin shifted 
as she jerked his member. She had never before given a 
two-handed hand-job. Surprisingly, it required a bit 
of coordination. The task was made easier when Mariko 
withdrew her hand. Kelsey felt the water stirring and 
glanced back over her shoulder. Mariko's shape was no 
longer sitting in the space next to her, "Unless I'm 
very much mistaken, I think she's now sitting on Sen 
's lap!" she concluded excitedly. 

She turned her full attention back to Matt, trying to 
ignore the choppy water and really get into her 
movements. Soon he was letting out deep moans. Kelsey 
wanted to go down on him, but did not relish the idea 
of going under water to do so. Moving close to Matt's 
ear, she whispered, "Sit on the rim of the tub for 
me." When he lifted himself onto the edge of the tub, 
she kneeled on the seat in front of him. Holding his 
penis still, she opened her mouth and lowered her 
head, guiding the member in. She took as much as she 
could in, feeling his head in contact with the back of 
her throat. 

The reflex to gag was slight; hers had always been 
minuscule, much to Matt's current enjoyment. She 
supplemented her blow job with her hands, privately 
daring herself to take more of him in. "Deep-
throating, that's what they call it," she thought, "I 
need to swallow it or something." Holding her head 
steady, she pumped her hands firmly. Matt was moaning 
again, and seemed to need both his hands to keep his 
balance on the rim. 

With an effort of will, she tried to swallow Matt's 
cock. Her throat felt filled with his girth. Matt 
seemed to stop breathing. Hurriedly, she pumped her 
hands along his shaft holding her head still. Hardly 
believing it possible, she felt Matt swelling, his 
breathing had returned, though it had been replaced 
with a rapid panting. The first spurt of hot semen 
shot out, followed by so much cum that her mouth could 
not contain it. When his orgasm subsided, she returned 
to her spot slightly impressed with her achievement. 
In a stupor, Matt also sunk back into the water. 

Together both of them stared across the tub at the 
dark shapes that were Mariko and Sen. Suddenly, Kelsey 
again became aware of the choppy water, it was swaying 
and splashing with their motions. Her full mouthed 
blow-job had distracted her attention before, but now 
she could not figure out how she missed it. Before too 
much longer, they finished and collapsed back against 
the sides of the tab. 

After a minute or two, it sounded like Sen and Mariko 
had regained their breath, Kelsey murmured to Matt, 
"How about you and Sen get us another round," then she 
nudged him playfully, "after all, I need something to 
wash your seed down."

If Kelsey was a gambler, she would wage everything on 
the fact that Matt was blushing furiously as he left 
the water with Sen. As soon as they were out of 
earshot, she dropped her voice and told Mariko, "I 
think Matt's ready for you, or will be in a few 
minutes, we just need to switch places..."

"My God Kelsey, whatever you did for Sen worked, he 
got me off twice with just his fingers, I didn't plan 
to jump on his lap, but wow, he had earned it!"

Kelsey smiled feeling proud of Sen , "It's not always 
the size that counts... Speaking of size, have fun 
with Matt! Would you like me to turn on the desk lamp? 
It should provide enough light to see, without being 
blinding."

"Good idea!"

Kelsey quickly stole from the tub and flicked on the 
desk light. Just as rapidly, she returned to the water 
to watch the naked boys return. Sen carried two beers 
and glistened wetly in the lamp light. His penis had 
softened, looking innocently tiny again. Matt, also 
carrying a beer in each hand, was still semi-erect. 
"It must take some time for all that blood to return 
to regular circulation again," she thought smirking. 
The guys caught them staring and she could have sworn 
that both of their walks turned into a cocky-strut. 

The girls burst out laughing. After the relief from 
that initial horniness, the four were able to hang out 
in the tub without much awkwardness. It was like being 
back at the lunch table, only instead of food, they 
all sipped on their beers. Kelsey was sitting between 
Sen and Mariko, though closer to Sen , and Mariko was 
similarly closer to Matt. In time, their conversation 
devolved into flirting, groping, fondling, and kissing 
between the couples. 

When the water lost its warmth they wordlessly decided 
to migrate to the beds. Both boys were fully hard once 
again. Kelsey was so wet, she had not climaxed once 
during their prior activities, and it was catching up 
to her now. Leading Sen back to a bed she kneeled at 
the edge and bent over it. Sen had come a long way, he 
no longer needed any more of an invitation than that 
simple gesture. 

She felt him kneeling behind her, felt his hardness 
against her inner thighs, felt him guide his tip to 
her moist pussy, and felt him mercifully sink his 
penis into her. In this position Sen felt much longer, 
able to reach hitherto untouched portions of her 
depths. For the first time, Sen started fucking her. 
In the past, when they had been together, it was sex, 
or love making, or she was doing it to him, but this 
time it was all Sen. 

Every time he thrust into her, she could feel his 
balls rock forward to brush against her legs, it made 
her smile through the intense pleasure. She rose up 
slightly on her elbows, minutely adjusting the angle 
so that with the "smack, smack, smack," of Sen's 
rhythm, he also hit that something in her that his 
fingers had found once before. "Is that my g-spot?" 
she wondered. The elevation also allowed her breasts 
to sway in time with Sen's pounding. 

Kelsey was grateful that she had the bed for support, 
as she felt very weak in the knees. Sen had his hands 
tightly on her hips. He used the contact to pull her 
in, sinking his shaft that much further with each 
thrust. "Harder," she gasped, "faster!" She clenched 
her internal muscles around Sen's cock and started 
thrusting her own body against him with each pump. Her 
own motion allowed Sen to slide his hands forward and 
cup her breasts. 

Sen's pace increased and the moan that escaped her 
mouth was loud enough to drown out the slapping sound. 
"Sen!" she cried suddenly as the orgasm over took her. 
Taking his cue from her, Sen thrust deeply into her 
and held it in as his own orgasm struck. In 
simultaneous throes of pleasure, they both collapsed. 
Kelsey barely managed to drag Sen with her onto the 
bed before he passed out.

Still full of adrenaline, Kelsey held Sen's head 
against her bosom and watched the show unfolding 
across from her. She had missed the opening scenes, 
but they must have been foreplay, as Mariko was just 
now straddling Matt. With seeming ease, her friend 
guided Matt's engorged penis between her legs and 
lowered herself down onto it. It all happened faster 
than Kelsey's first time lowering herself onto Sen. 
They both let out a sigh as Mariko's ass came to rest 
on Matt's lap. She bent forward and kissed him. That 
was when he started pumping. 

Kelsey was impressed. From her vantage point the shaft 
slid out almost its entire length before he would 
plunge it back in with almost a slurping sound. After 
a few repetitions, Mariko began to let out a high 
pitched, continuous, moan. The sound spurred Matt on, 
until abruptly they slip to the edge of the bed and 
were both siting up. He had his hands clenched on her 
ass, she had her's clawing his back, as the two of 
them ground themselves together. The hot and sweaty 
passion seemed to culminate as quickly as it had 
begun, both let out a final moan and collapsed back 
onto the bread, still entwined. 

Smiling to herself, Kelsey reached to turn off the 
light before quickly falling asleep. Her last thoughts 
were about Matt and Mariko, "I'm glad she can handle 
him, but I don't know how anything could be as good as 
what I just got." 

After that weekend, Kelsey had renewed hope, half of 
her goals had been accomplished. She had awoken the 
next morning to find Sen resting on her breasts as if 
they were pillows, it had been cute. In the bed across 
from theirs, Matt was spooning Mariko and both still 
had very satisfied looks on their faces. It must have 
been some night indeed because from that night on, 
both could now be seen walking around school hand-in-
hand. Yes, it had worked out nicely after all. All 
that still remained was Sen and Kiyomi. Much to her 
surprise, it was Kiyomi who sought out her help in the 
matter.
On Monday Kiyomi approached her in the hallways 
between classes, "Do you remember offering to do more 
of that, uh, 'stuff' again with Sen , but I told you 
that I couldn't because of the math test?" she asked 
quietly without much preamble.

Slowly Kelsey nodded, "That was a few weeks ago, I 
thought you'd forgotten."

"Well I did, but, well I want to be closer to Sen , to 
do more with him, I heard about Mariko and Matt, and 
look at them now!" she said blushing.

The bell rung signaling the end of passing period, 
"Okay Kiyomi, this Thursday, I'll set it up just like 
last time." They both hurried to their classes, and 
Kelsey was beaming.

On the way to school Thursday morning she discussed it 
with Sen , "Sen , do you remember that first time we 
intruded on Kiyomi in the bath?"

A wide grin spread across his face, "Of course I do."

"And remember how I blindfolded you before it, when I 
jerked you off? Well it wasn't entirely me that did 
those things to you, Kiyomi was there," she said 
expecting him to be astounded.

"I know," he said simply.

Surprised Kelsey asked, "How?"

"It was a few things, her hand is smaller than yours, 
it was also warm and slightly damp as she was setting 
up her bath, I just put the inconsistencies together, 
and figured, 'why else would I have to be 
blindfolded?' It did make sense though," he explained.

A little disconcerted Kelsey pressed on, "Um, yes, so 
Kiyomi told me that she wants to do it again, this 
afternoon."

"Oh great," Sen said sarcastically, it was a tone 
infrequently heard from him, "now I'm going to be 
horny all day waiting for it," he finished with a 
laugh.

Sen was not the only one looking forward to the end of 
school that day. Kiyomi was practically skipping! Even 
Kelsey was feeling a bit chirpier. After school they 
walked home together. Kelsey was amused by their 
banter, each one thought they knew something that the 
other one did not. At home, Kiyomi went to start her 
bath straight away. Sen wanted to follow immediately 
to his bedroom, but she told him to wait a few 
minutes. 

Those minutes seemed to drag on indefinitely for Sen , 
and when they were up Sen was ready to skip going to 
his room in favor of going into the bathroom. Kelsey 
firmly guided him past the door, though knocked softly 
on it as she passed it, and onto his bed. She 
proceeded to strip him down naked and blindfold him. 
He was hard before she even got his pants off. Kiyomi 
was in the room just after the blindfold went on, 
naked underneath a towel herself. "Geez, who are they 
fooling?" Kelsey wondered.

Sen was on his back lying at the top of the bed. 
Kiyomi wasted no time, she crawled on the bed below 
Sen , wrapped a hand around his erection, and began 
licking his glans. "So bold today," Kelsey thought, 
"time to stir things up!" Before Kiyomi went any 
further, Kelsey stopped her. She had the girl stand up 
on the bed then slid between her legs. Silently, she 
motioned for Kiyomi to kneel back down. Kelsey had 
positioned herself so that when the girl came back 
down, she would be directly over Kelsey's face. Still 
stroking Sen 's cock, Kiyomi gave a curious, and 
nervous, look at Kelsey. The look vanished when Kelsey 
began to eat her out.

Kelsey paid equal attention to Kiyomi's clit and the 
slight hole that was the entrance to Kiyomi's vagina. 
Her tongue flicked over the slight protrusion which 
was the former, and rapidly darted in and out of the 
latter. Kiyomi's thighs tightened around her head, and 
she looked up at her, still continuing her tonguing. 
She saw that Kiyomi was supporting herself with her 
hands on either side of Sen.

Her head was bobbing up and down on Sen 's cock, 
taking him in fully before rising to reveal a shaft 
glistening with saliva. After a while Kelsey's jaw 
began to ache, but it was covered in Kiyomi's juices 
and Kiyomi had just started to moan. The sound seemed 
to reverberate around Sen 's penis, and was making him 
moan as well. The sounds were like a second wind for 
Kelsey, she put forth a furious effort, licking 
Kiyomi's clit exclusively now. Kiyomi let out a loud, 
long, moan and Kelsey felt a rush of warmth issuing 
from Kiyomi accompanied by a clenching of the legs on 
either side of her head almost painfully. An instant 
later Kelsey felt Sen 's hips thrusting upward into 
Kiyomi's mouth just above her on the bed. His orgasm 
must have arrived. 

It was another few minutes before Kiyomi was able to 
extricate herself from the bed. Kelsey caught a 
glimpse of her face, there was a bit of cum on her 
lips looking as if it had bubbled out and been 
forgotten. Kelsey knew that her face must be similarly 
covered with Kiyomi's juices. Smirking they both went 
off to the bathroom, leaving Sen , who seemed 
lifeless, on his bed. 

In the bath, both girls washed the evidence of sex 
from their bodies and even the chlorine out of their 
hair. When they were finished, Kelsey voiced an idea 
that she had been working on for some time, "Kiyomi, 
you should switch places with your cousin for the last 
weekend trip. Sen will be there, perhaps you'll be 
able to spend the night with him..." she trailed off 
winking at Kiyomi.

The idea took firm hold inside Kiyomi, but Mariko 
presented an unforeseen complication. Of course she 
did not want to give up what might be her last few 
nights with Matt, it made complete sense to everyone 
but Kiyomi. It was not until Kelsey weighed in on the 
matter, explaining that it would be a chance for Sen 
's "training" to be put to the test, that she was 
convinced. The cousins would switch spots on the next 
month's trip. The trip would be to Kyoto, the historic 
capital of Japan, a city about midway between Tokyo 
and Hiroshima. Filled with excitement, Kiyomi asked 
them both to keep it a secret for as long as they 
could.

Hard as keeping the secret was from Sen, it was even 
more difficult for Kelsey to adhere to her new 
resolution not to get sexual with Sen . She broke down 
in a few areas, she continued to give him glimpses of 
her naked, and they continued to visit each other at 
night. But she left most of the actual sex play for 
Kiyomi. Sen did not complain, he seemed to realize, at 
least subconsciously, that a romantic future between 
Kiyomi and himself was at least possible, while one 
with Kelsey was doomed.

The week of the final trip put great strain on 
Kelsey's resolution. Sen had visited her that night, 
and they had fallen asleep. As was customary by now, 
neither had worn any clothes to bed. Recently their 
relationship had assumed a very plutonic nature, the 
nights they spent together were more to ward off 
Kelsey's homesickness than anything else, and both of 
them seemed to realize it. That night however, Kelsey 
had awoken abruptly from a dream. 

The dream's details fled her mind like water leaking 
out of a cupped hand. She lay there wondering what had 
woken her. In another moment she realized what it was. 
Sen was spooning her, his arm draped around her waist, 
and was humping her in his sleep. His penis was 
pressed firmly between her ass cheeks. She knew that 
he was sleeping because Sen never made a move on her 
without even implied permission. Such an act was just 
not him. 

Despite her brain reminding her of the resolution and 
telling her to ignore him, her body responded to the 
intimate contact. She felt herself moisten. "It's his 
dream, I shouldn't ruin it, and if I don't ruin it, 
what's wrong with giving him a little help?" she 
rationalized as she moved his arm from her waist so 
that a hand now clutched her breast. Along that line 
of thought, she also justified that it would feel 
better, for Sen of course, if his penis was between 
her legs instead. Acting on that, she bent slightly at 
the waist to try to reposition his rigid member. 

Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you 
view it, she moved exactly in time with another of Sen 
's thrusts. Her new position changed the angle such 
that this thrust aligned the tip of Sen 's penis 
directly between her inner labia. 

Sen, unconsciously sensing heat, warmth, and pleasure, 
thrust immediately again. Suddenly Kelsey found 
herself enjoyably impaled. She knew that she had 
broken her vow, but she also knew that she was not 
going to stop Sen . His rhythmic thrusting felt too 
good. Kelsey adjusted herself again, allowing Sen to 
slide even further in. 

Contentedly, she sighed, and moved her fingers down to 
play with her clit. Together, her hand and an 
unconscious Sen , brought Kelsey to an orgasm. Sen was 
not far behind her, though his "Wet dream," or 
whatever this was, was not the same as his conscious 
orgasm. He did not collapse exhausted afterwards. This 
time, he stayed hard and inside her, though his 
humping ceased. Satisfied with that, Kelsey fell 
easily back to sleep still impaled.

Apart from that momentary indiscretion, she stayed 
true to both her promise to Kiyomi and her resolution. 
The final weekend trip arrived. Somehow, Matt and 
Kelsey managed to hide Kiyomi's presence from Sen all 
day, despite the fact that the two had been only a few 
rows apart on the airplane. Matt, no doubt instructed 
by Mariko, suggested that Kelsey arrange for Sen to 
spend the night with Kiyomi. After arriving at the 
hotel, Matt would leave his and Sen 's room. Shortly 
after his departure Kiyomi would knock on their door, 
and the rest was up to the two of them! Matt was going 
on about staying the night in the lobby or some such 
nonsense, but Kelsey vehemently insisted that he stay 
in Kiyomi's bed. 

As a roommate, Matt was not as good a Mariko, for one 
thing she did not dare do anything sexual when her 
friend was not around to share in the experience. But 
Matt was a gentleman. He was friendly, funny, and 
looked great in his PJs! Kelsey was reminded of the 
fact that she had originally found him very good 
looking. Still it was a necessary sacrifice.

*

The next morning, both Sen and Kiyomi shared that 
honeymoon love-struck look. "Seems like I succeeded in 
all my goals after all," Kelsey thought, "I should 
probably give them another night together though." 
Reaching the same conclusion, Matt wordlessly agreed 
to her questioning look. 

Kyoto was a great cultural and religious hub. The city 
felt old, or rather ancient. Kelsey thoroughly enjoyed 
herself. However, something dark was beginning to loom 
on her horizon. In a few more weeks she, and the 
entire exchange program, would be leaving. It had been 
an amazing experience. She spent as much of her 
remaining time with her new friends, and the Hatas, as 
possible, but nothing slowed time onslaught. In the 
blink of an eye, she was saying a tearful goodbye to 
them all. One last "thanks" to Mr. and Mrs. Hata for 
everything that they had done, a kiss for Sen that 
raised his parent's eyebrows, an embrace with Mariko 
and Kiyomi that left all three of the girls balling, 
and then they were gone.

"I may never see you again, but I never will forget 
you, never. The things we did, I definitely am not 
going to be the same person I was when I left, though 
perhaps we all owe that to Janice's advice," Kelsey 
thought while sitting next to Matt on the way to the 
airport, a smile finally returning face. And she was 
right, things would never again be the same in her 
life!

We reached the end of the story, Matt and I had been 
reading continuously for what felt like hours. I wiped 
my eyes on my sleeve, Janice's ending had been abrupt 
but it was fitting for a magazine, and fairly close to 
the truth. It was sad reliving it all again, so soon. 

In a whisper, Matt asked, "Is that all true?" He had 
been silent through most of the reading, and I still 
did not know what his reaction to it all would be.

"Um, a lot of it yeah. I wrote a lot of it to her, but 
it was a skeleton. She obviously filled in the 
details. Also all of those fantasies and dreams that I 
had," here I broke off laughing, "well those didn't 
really happen, I mean I have had fantasies like them, 
especially about Lan," I gulped, having not meant to 
say that. I hurried on hoping that he would not 
notice, "But I think she added them for the sake of a 
good story."

"Oh," Matt said. I could tell that there was more he 
wanted to ask about, but tactful as ever, he buried 
his questions. "I think it was a good story Kelsey," 
he said suddenly seeming shy.

Confused, I let his mood slide, "Yeah, I think she 
should publish it, I don't mind."

We chatted about the story, our trip, and what we 
would miss the most for some time longer. Eventually I 
fell asleep, with my head resting against his broad 
shoulders. The voice on the PA system announcing our 
imminent arrival at LAX woke me. I lifted my head and 
opened my eyes. Matt had spread his jacket over me 
some time during my nap. I smiled up at him as he 
opened his eyes from his own nap. 

"Almost home!" I commented beginning to feel excited. 

The hustle and bustle of landing and baggage 
collection flew by and I still felt excited. It was 
odd to see everything exclusively in English, it was 
strange hearing so much English being spoken, and it 
was disappointing to be short, in comparison to 
everyone else, again. For perhaps the last time, Matt 
and I walked together through a hotel lobby teasing 
each other about the type of room we would be 
assigned. When he had walked me to my room, we found 
that we did not want to part. 

My heart skipped several beats, "Matt why don't you 
stay with me tonight?"

It was an open invitation, and I knew it was not fair 
to him in light of losing Mariko only hours ago. But I 
had also lost her, and Sen , and Kiyomi, and I would 
soon be losing him. I looked up into his eyes, mine 
were once more glistening with unshed tears. He must 
have seen all of this in that look, because he set his 
stuff down inside my room, shut the door behind him, 
lifted me in his strong arms, and carried me to the 
bed. Without another word we were kissing. I was 
sitting on his lap, wrapped tightly around him. For 
this night, at least, he was mine. For this night, I 
loved him. 

I tore at his clothes even as he tore at mine. 
Laughing, we broke the kiss and were able to strip 
much easier. I gazed at his naked body, he really was 
well built. Out of respect for Mariko I had never 
truly appreciated it before. He was mostly hairless 
apart for his genitals. His massive erection was just 
as I remembered it, and just as the story described 
it. I was still daunted. Looking up at his face again, 
I asked "Please be gentle with me Matt." 

With a nod, he lifted me up and set me down on my 
back. He paused there to admire my body, but, feeling 
impatient, I pulled him on top of me. There would be 
time for that later. Balancing above me, he reached a 
hand between us, took hold of his cock, and set it 
against my cleft. He looked back into my eye asking if 
I was ready. I licked my lips, swallowed, and nodded 
to him, willing my body to relax.

Slowly he advanced. First just the tip, then an inch, 
and another, and another until I felt like I could 
take no more. With perhaps only two-thirds inside, I 
felt like I was being stretched. I had to tell myself 
to take deep calming breaths and to relax again. That 
was when he pulled back out. I could not help it, I 
shuddered and let out a very audible gasp. Much 
quicker than the first time, he returned, somehow 
managing to penetrate even deeper. 

It didn't hurt, not exactly, though I was willing to 
bet that I would be sore in the morning. I 
concentrated more on the way that he seemed to hit 
every pleasurable spot in me at once when he thrust 
in. Soon he was pumping in and out with alacrity. 
Every time he buried himself deeply in me, I could 
feel his pelvic bone rub against my clit. 

Matt felt so good slamming into me, rubbing my clit, 
and kissing my lips that I soon lost myself in an 
orgasm that extended infinitely in both directions 
through time. I was only vaguely aware that my eyes 
shone with tears again, it was nearly indescribable. 
Matt started to swell inside of me, and he let out a 
moan of his own. 

Dimly, I was aware of imagining that I was tighter 
than he was used to, and if that were the case, then 
he was about to have a very pressurized orgasm. 
Smiling from what felt like very far away, I clenched 
my internal muscles as he thrust in deeply and 
erupted. My last dazed thought that night before 
surrendering to oblivion praised the heavens for 
introducing me to Janice, fore without her, I never 
would have set off down this glorious path...

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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