Locked Out


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

In order to cheer her up, I starting going down to visit her at her dorm.  
School was out, so I didn't recognize many people from school.  The dorm 
was renting out rooms for the summer, so a whole bunch of new people had 
moved in.  A lot of them were Mexicans here to study English, but there 
were new Japanese people too, some Chinese and even a few Europeans.  
Actually, it was kind of exciting having all these new people there.  I was 
working near there, so I kept dropping by, getting to know the new people.  
They'd all just arrived in the States, so we tried to help them find their 
way around, the way Ryosuke did for me when I first arrived.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

One morning I was sleeping over, and I woke up a bit earlier than usual.  
Satomi had already gone off to breakfast, but I could hear the sounds of 
other people up getting ready.  I wanted to have a shower, so I took off my 
pj's, tied a towel on around my breasts to cover up, and cautiously peeked 
out her door.  No one seemed to be out in the hall, so I quickly ran across 
to the bathroom, and got in the shower.  While I was showering though, I 
heard some guys' voices coming.  I got all panicky, and wondered what I 
should do.  I heard one or two of them come into the washroom, and they 
came right down to the end where the showers were.

"Who's that girl staying with Satomi?"

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

I was kind of shocked that they were talking about me.  I took a peek 
outside the shower curtain, but I got so nervous that I slipped, and almost 
fell.

"Kya!" I squealed.  Suddenly all the guys went silent.  I just froze there 
behind the curtain, but they could definitely see my feet under the bottom 
of the curtain, and hear my shower.  I turned it off, and stuck my hand out 
from behind the curtain to get my towel.  I got it off the hook, but then 
lost my grip, and dropped it on the floor.

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

"Oh, I'll get it for you," I heard one of the guys say as he stepped into 
the shower area, and picked up my towel.  "Here you go," he said, his voice 
wavering a bit on the other side of the curtain.  I stood back up, and 
nervously pulled open the curtain a crack.  All three of them were staring 
straight at me, so I covered my breasts with one arm, and quickly took the 
towel from him.  I pushed the curtain back shut, and hurried to towel off.  
I was so nervous.

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

A shiver ran up my spine as I wondered how he knew my name.

"We met at the toga party a couple of years back."

I vaguely remember seeing him before, although I met a lot of new people 
that night.  I guess he might have been one of the guys I danced with.  I 
toweled off as quickly as I could.  I felt so tense with all of them 
standing there just on the other side of the curtain, but then I heard 
someone else come in.

"Good morning!  Are you staying here too?" one of the boys asked the person 
who'd just come in.

"Uh, yeah."

I couldn't quite tell who it was at first, but it sounded like a girl.

"Um, do you guys think you could... uh... leave?  I want to take a shower." 
 I finally recognized the voice as Sarah's.  I was so glad.  I'd been 
really worried that the guys might try to peek in on me.

"Uh, yeah, OK, sure.  See you around."

Sarah came over, and I opened the curtain.

"Emi?  What are you doing here?" she said, taking off her robe.

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

"No problem."

I couldn't help looking down at her naked body.  Her whole body was deeply 
tanned except for where her bikini bottoms must have been.  There was 
something vaguely erotic about how white the area around her pussy was 
compared to the dark brown of her legs and tummy.  It seemed to have been 
quite a revealing bikini.  Even her breasts seemed tanned.  I kept looking 
at her, fascinated, but she didn't seem embarrassed at all.  She honestly 
looked like a model.

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

"Oh, in Italy before I left."

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

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

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

"Really?"

I hadn't really thought about it before, but it seems like Europeans are 
maybe a bit more relaxed about nudity than people here in the States.

"Do you want to go?" I asked.

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

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

"Hmm.  Yeah, well, maybe some time."

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

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

"Yo!  Emi.  Satomi."

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

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

I moved back to let them sit down on the blanket.  They started telling us 
about the courses they were taking.  I'd almost forgotten what ESL was like 
but it brought back a lot of memories.  Satomi kept on looking at her book, 
but every once in a while, she'd look over, and laugh at one of their 
jokes.  When I finished my ice cream, I lay down on my back with my knees 
up.  They stopped talking, and at first I wasn't sure why.  Slowly I 
realized they were looking at me.

That day, it was pretty hot out, so I was wearing a pair of beige safari 
shorts and a white tank top.  Those particular shorts have a cuff that runs 
a few inches down each leg.  The cuffs are actually pretty wide, and soon I 
realized I could feel the breeze gently tickling my pussy.  I suddenly 
realized that that morning I mustn't have bothered to put any panties on.  
Sometimes I go without.  It's just more comfortable.  I hadn't really 
thought about it until now.

Anyway, as soon as I realized, I began to get all nervous.  The two of them 
seemed to be staring pretty intently between my legs.  I wonder if they can 
see my pussy.  That would be so embarrassing.  I mean they were nice enough 
guys but it would be kind of hard to explain.

I slowly lifted my head, and they quickly turned away, but it was obvious 
that they'd been staring up my shorts.  Satomi was still reading her book.  
I wonder what I should do.  Should I explain to them why I'm not wearing 
panties?  It was kind of hot that day.  Or maybe it would be better to just 
ignore them, and act like I hadn't noticed.

I slowly sat up, and glanced down between my legs, curious as to how much 
they could see.  Maybe I was getting all excited over nothing.  As I peered 
down, even I could see a little bit of my own pubic hair.  That was 
embarrassing enough, but I guess it could have been worse.  It looked like 
my shorts were still more or less covering my naughty bits.  Relieved, I 
lay back down, but soon I could feel them staring at me again.  Takuya and 
Hiro were only 18, so they seemed especially curious about the mysteries of 
my body.  They weren't talking at all.  Obviously, they were concentrating 
on getting a peek at my privates.

I did feel a bit funny about the whole thing, but actually I didn't mind so 
much giving them a little look.  I was getting a little tired of being 
treated like a sister, and this definitely seemed to be getting a reaction 
out of them.

I decided to have a little fun.  I lay back, sighed, and spread my legs a 
little wider.  They were trying so hard to pretend like they weren't 
staring at me, even though it was pretty obvious they were.  I tensed my 
legs, and lifted my bottom up shifting it to the side.  They were staring 
straight at my crotch, but they still had this look of anticipation on 
their faces.  Maybe, they couldn't see that much after all.

Someone walked by on the path through the middle of the quad, startling me. 
 Luckily, they didn't look over.  I didn't really want to start flashing my 
pussy to the whole campus.

I soon realized that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to be teasing the two 
of them like this.  Their eyes were starting to glaze over.  Hiro leaned 
really far forward till I could almost feel his breath on my thighs.  For a 
joke, I kicked his arm out from under him, and he fell crashing into 
Takuya.  I sat up killing myself laughing.

"What did you do that for?" Hiro asked as he got off Takuya, and sat back 
up.

"You looked like you wanted to lie down," I joked.

"Oh yeah?  We'll see who wants to lie down."  Hiro dove right at me, and 
caught a hold of my arm as I tried to crawl away.  We both crashed into 
Satomi, and somehow in the confusion, he managed to get up on top of me.  
He sat on my stomach pinning me to the ground.  I tried to push his arms 
away, but a couple of times, he brushed his hands against my breasts.  I 
started giggling uncontrollably, getting excited all of a sudden.  My tank 
top wasn't that thick, and now you could more or less see the shape of my 
nipples through the material.  Satomi got up, obviously angry at us for 
disturbing her reading.

Meanwhile, Takuya was down at my feet.  He grabbed a hold of my ankles, and 
I tried to kick him away, but somehow I just couldn't stop laughing.  I 
couldn't see Takuya because Hiro was in the way, but I could feel him grab 
the crotch of my shorts, and pull it aside with his fingers.  I was 
shocked!  I couldn't believe it!  He was taking advantage of my being 
pinned to sneak a peek at my pussy.  I squirmed around trying to break 
free, but I could feel the air on my pussy lips.  I shuddered, getting all 
aroused despite myself.  I felt so embarrassed.  Here I am getting all wet 
with Takuya staring right at me.  Usually, I don't even let Ryosuke stare 
at my pussy that much.

Satomi finally managed to pull Hiro off of me, and Takuya let go of my 
shorts, but I was so worked up.  Can you imagine him pulling my shorts 
aside like that?  What kind of guy does that?  I jumped on top of Takuya, 
and started trying to slap him.  Satomi and Hiro grabbed me from the back, 
and pulled me off of him.  I was all huffing and puffing, a bit angry I 
guess and out of breath.

"OK, OK.  Settle down," Satomi told me.  She obviously hadn't seen Takuya 
peeking at my family jewels.  I glared over at him.  He wiped off his 
mouth, where I guess I must have scratched him.  He backed up, and then 
kneeled, bowing his forehead all the way to the ground.

"I'm sorry.  I'm so sorry.  That wasn't called for.  Please forgive me."

My heart was still pounding in my chest, but it was hard to stay angry with 
him apologizing like that.  He was a lot bolder than most of the guys I 
know, but he probably wasn't such a bad guy really.  I slowly realized that 
I'd been the one who'd started it in a way.  I really shouldn't have been 
teasing them like that.

Anyway, that day, I had to go to work, so I ended up rushing off before 
we'd had a chance to straighten things out.  That night I saw Ryosuke, and 
talking to him helped me calm back down.  I realized the whole thing was no 
big deal really.  Takuya and Hiro were just overgrown kids.  A few days 
passed, and I began to see the more humorous side of it.  It had been funny 
to see their reaction.  I knew I really shouldn't have been teasing them 
like that, but for some reason, I couldn't help myself.

Then one day, not long after that, one of Satomi's friends flew in from 
Japan.  Satomi went up to Los Angeles to pick her up, and said they planned 
to stay there a few days to go sightseeing.  She was nice enough to lend me 
her key, so I could stay at her room while she was gone.  I went to the 
train station to see her off.  I wondered if she was maybe going to try to 
stop by and see Futoshi.

That night when I went back to Satomi's room it was so hot.  She was way up 
on the fourth floor which is like the hottest part of the building.  I 
decided it was too hot to wear pajamas, so I decided to just sleep in the 
nude.

The next morning, I woke up, and I was so thirsty.  It was still something 
like five thirty, and it sounded like no one was around.  I guess I really 
should have put some clothes on, but for some reason, I thought it would be 
fun to take a chance, and dash across the hall to the washroom in my bare 
scuddy.  I left the door open, so I could get back in, and scooted across.  
It was still dark out.  The whole dorm was so quiet.  I quickly took a sip 
of water, and then dashed back to the room.  When I got there though, the 
door was shut.  I'd left the window open, and I guess the wind must have 
blown it shut.  Oh no!  Now what do I do?  There I was stark naked in the 
hallway without a key!

At first, I was like completely freaking out.  This is horrible.  How could 
I have done something so silly?  I had to do something fast before people 
started getting up.  I looked down at my naked body, my breasts and my 
bush, completely uncovered, horrified that I might get seen like this.  How 
could I ever explain?

I finally managed to calm down enough to try to think of a plan.  I went 
over, and rapped lightly on Sarah's door.  There was no answer.  C'mon 
Sarah, open up!  I tried knocking a bit harder, but if I knocked too 
loudly, I might wake other people up.

"Sarah," I whispered.  "Sarah, wake up!"  Still, no answer, so I went down 
to Natasha's door, and rapped on it.  I couldn't understand why neither of 
them was answering.  I guess they must be still sound asleep.  I didn't 
have any time to fool around though.  Soon the American guys who lived just 
down the hall would wake up, and I couldn't let them find me here like 
this.  I had to do something fast.

I know this sounds extremely silly, but I decided to make a run for the 
front office.  It was the only other thing I could think of.  Hopefully, 
the clerk would be there, and would let me have Satomi's key.  It would be 
embarrassing to show up there in the nude, but at least I'd be able to get 
back in sooner rather than later.

As I padded through the carpeted halls in my bare feet, I heard an alarm 
clock go off, and signs of movement from behind some of the doors.  I ran 
to the center of the building, but when I got to the stairwell, I suddenly 
realized it had windows looking out over the main street.  Rather than risk 
being seen, I ran back to the side of the building where the stairwell 
looked out over an alley.  I quickly ran down the stairs, and then 
cautiously peeked out into the first floor hall.  It looked pretty quiet, 
but it was hard to tell for sure.  I stepped out though, and ran along 
towards the office.  When I got there though, the door was locked.  What 
time do the clerks come in?  8?  9?  Now what am I going to do?

I was about to run back to my room when just down the hall, someone came 
out of their room.  I dashed into the main stairwell, my heart pounding 
away a mile a minute.  Now what am I going to do?  Anyway, I've got to get 
back to my room.  I sprinted up the stairs to the second floor, looking out 
at the street and praying that no one noticed me.  There were cars gong by 
and even and few people, but luckily they didn't seem to be looking this 
way.  I scooted out the second floor hall, and then up the side stairs back 
to my room.  I started pounding on Sarah's door begging her to wake up.  
She finally answered.

"What on earth...?  What are you doing?" she complained wiping the sleep 
from her eyes, staring at my nude body in disbelief.

"I locked myself out," I explained frantically.

"Where are your clothes?"

"They're back in my room."

She finally let me into her room, and I explained the whole thing.  She 
started laughing, but she finally dug me out a bath robe to wear till the 
front office opened.  She thought it was so funny that I would do something 
like that.  I didn't feel much like laughing at the time, but I guess I was 
pretty lucky I didn't get caught.  I promised myself to be more careful.

Anyway, a couple of days later, Satomi came back.  I didn't tell her about 
my close call, and luckily Sarah didn't mention it either.  Satomi would 
have had a bird I'm sure. 

A few other things happened that I want to tell you about, but I guess I 
should save them for next time.  Till then, take care.