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Subject: {ASSM} In my old neighborhood {Emi Tsuruta} (FM, exhib)
Date: Tue,  6 Jan 2004 17:10:06 -0500
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In my old neighborhood

A few days after the wedding, Ryosuke finally came down to visit my house.  
My mom tried to make out like it some big thing, but actually, I just wanted 
to spend some time alone with Ryosuke.  My mom helped me clean up, and I 
told her not to bother us, but I swear she's just as bad as Ryosuke's mom, 
always hovering around, keeping an eye on me and any boy I bring home.  It 
drives me crazy.

Ryosuke finally showed up, and I took him up to my room.  My mom brought us 
up some Uron tea, and kept flitting around, making me nervous, but 
eventually we heard her go downstairs.  Ryosuke and I sat there kind of 
awkwardly for a while.  I wanted to tell him a little bit about the stuff 
I'd been doing at the wedding, but I was still worried my mom might be 
listening.  He picked up a catalogue that was lying on the floor.

"What's this?"

"Oh, that's from the wedding.  We get to pick our own gift."

He looked at it a bit surprised.  I don't know how weddings go in the 
States, but apparently, this kind of thing is getting more popular in Japan.

"What are you going to choose?"

"I don't know."

All the gifts they have are pretty cheap: towels and wash cloths, cups and 
stuff like that.  I hadn't really seen anything I wanted but Ryosuke quickly 
found the clothes page.

"What about this?" he said pointing to a picture of a model.  She was 
wearing a robin's egg blue camisole and matching pair of bikini underpants.  
I just laughed.

"You would choose that."

"What?  You'd look good in it."  Eventually, he talked me into ordering 
them.  I phoned the catalogue company and they said it'd be here in a couple 
of days.  While I was on the phone, Ryosuke had managed to find my high 
school yearbook.  I hung up the phone, and reached for it to try to stop 
him.

"Oh, don't look.  I look horrible."

"Don't be silly.  You must’ve been the cutest girl in the whole school.  
Let's see."  He started flipping through. "Hey, I didn't know you were in 
the swim team."

"I told you!"

"Oh, really?  Oh yeah, that's right."

I couldn't believe he forgot.  Finally, he found a picture of me with my 
class.

"Wow, you weren't lying.  You guys did have the shortest skirts."

I looked at the picture.  Now I realize that they were pretty short, but it 
didn't bother me at the time.  Norika had even made re-sewed hers to make it 
shorter.  I was pretty innocent back then so I didn't think much about it.

"Do you still have your uniform?"

"What?  Why?"

"Get it out.  I want to see."

I felt really embarrassed.  It had been ages since I last wore it.  I guess 
I haven't changed that much since high school, but I was a little worried 
that it might not even fit.  I was 21 now for heaven's sake, not a little 
girl anymore.  I really didn't want to show him, but he finally got me to 
dig it out.

"Here put it on."

I gave him this look.  It's like he's got some kind of thing for schoolgirl 
uniforms.  In Shibuya, he'd been drooling all over these two girls we'd 
seen.  Their skirts were so short I could hardly believe it.  The sad part 
was they were probably so used to it that it didn't seem strange at all.  
Ryosuke had this wicked gleam in his eye, and I knew that that's what he 
must be thinking about.

I really didn't want to do it, but I didn't want to make a fuss, so 
eventually, I agreed to try it.  I checked the hall to see if my mom was 
coming, but it looked like she was still downstairs.  I quickly squeezed out 
of my jeans.  Ryosuke looked tickled pink to see me in my undies.  I quickly 
pulled on my old navy pleated mini-skirt.  Luckily, it still fit!  That was 
a relief.  That would have been pretty embarrassing if it was so small I 
couldn't get into it.  The hem though seemed so short.  I couldn't believe I 
used to wear this every day.

"Wow!  You look great!  Put on the blouse too."

I took off my t-shirt, and put on the blouse.  I don't think I've grown that 
much, but for some reason, it just barely covered my belly button.

"Wow!  You look so sexy.  I wish I'd gone to your school."

I looked down, embarrassed.

"Here let's go for a walk."

"I can't go out like this!  My mom would think I'd gone crazy!"

He gave me this look like he really wanted to do this.

"OK, I've got an idea.  Pack it up in your bag, and we'll go find some place 
where you can change into it."

"Oh, this is silly, Ryosuke."

"C'mon, it'll be fun.  It'll be like old times.  You can show me where your 
high school is."

I quickly changed back into my jeans and t-shirt, and told my mom we were 
going out.  It would be good to get out of the house anyway.  It was too 
nerve-wracking to be there with my mom hovering around.  Once we were 
outside, Ryosuke started telling about some places he'd found nearby where 
we could go to be alone.  They were back toward the station, but I didn't 
want to go that way because I was afraid I'd run into someone I knew.  
Instead, I led Ryosuke up the steep hillside that our house is on.  At the 
top of the hill, we passed a sign for this big park right near my house.

"What's that?"

"Oh, it's just this park with like a soccer field and some tennis courts."

"Oh, that sounds interesting too.  Let's go check it out."

I didn't like the way he said that, because I knew what he was probably 
thinking.  My heart started beating faster, and we hadn't even done anything 
yet.  I showed him the soccer field, but he was already looking around for 
places where we wouldn't be so out in the open.  At the top of the park, 
there's this path that goes along the edge and then runs around this 
forested hill, and then back down the other side.  For some reason, there 
didn't seem to be many people around.  It's usually a pretty popular place 
to go in the summer, but I guess it was a weekday, and it'd been raining a 
bit earlier.  We did see some people over by the soccer field out walking 
dogs or getting drinks from the machine.  They didn't seem to be heading 
this way though.

We followed the pathway around the hill and out of view of the field.  On 
the other side, there is this long stone stairway that leads down through 
the woods back to where people live.  I guess people don't use this path so 
much because there's another shortcut down the hill nearby.  I kept peering 
down the path though, half expecting to see someone come up the other way.

"It's perfect," he said with this satisfied look.  I felt nervous as 
anything.  When I was young, we used to come to this park a lot.  It's not 
far from my house at all.  I did kind of wonder if we might be able to get 
away with it though.  Maybe I could just change really quickly before anyone 
came.

We just stood there for a while halfway down the stairs in the shade of the 
trees looking up and down to see if anyone was coming.  I could hear the 
wind whistling through the branches overhead, but other than that, it was 
pretty quiet.  I finally set my bag down, and asked Ryosuke to check the top 
and bottom of the stairs just to make real sure that no one was coming.  He 
ran up the stairs to the top and then back down to the bottom, and then gave 
me an OK signal.

I guess you think this all sounds kind of weird, but actually Ryosuke and I 
play these games a lot.  At first, I thought it was weird too, and I didn't 
want to do it at all, but I guess because I've done it so much, I don't feel 
quite so strange anymore.  Not that I'm used to it or anything, but somehow 
it always seems reasonable at the time.  I guess I can't explain it, but 
anyway, it's become like one of our hobbies almost.

I slipped off my shoes, and stood on top of them to keep from getting my 
socks wet.  Then I undid my jeans, and slid them off as quickly as I could.  
I pulled my t-shirt off and then just kind of stood there enjoying the 
feeling of being outside in my underwear.  Ryosuke came back up, took my 
shirt from me, and then started pulling down my panties.  I didn't even try 
to stop him or anything.  I just stepped right out of them, feeling more and 
more excited.  I guess part of it is like the place.  If I get naked in my 
room, I don't feel anything, but if I do the same thing in a place with 
beautiful scenery, green trees, grass, hills, the sea or whatever, it just 
seems more exciting for some reason.

Ryosuke fiddled with my bra, but I finally undid it myself, and took it off. 
  I stuffed my feet back into my shoes and then twirled around getting like 
this high from being completely naked in this public park in the middle of 
the day.  It's a weird feeling, like a mix of fear and excitement, a feeling 
like I'm doing something that no one else does or even knows about.  It's 
like our own little secret world.

I squatted down and did up my shoes, and then stood up, and spread out my 
arms for Ryosuke to take my picture.

"Taa daa!" I laughed, shaking so much I almost fell over.  I could hardly 
keep from smiling.  It just felt so good to be naked outside again.  My 
whole body was flushing hot with embarrassment and this wonderful warm 
feeling.  Ryosuke started touching me, but I finally pushed his hand away, 
and got him to stop.  I don't know why I get so turned on every time I do 
this, but it is just like such an incredible rush.

Ryosuke stuffed my clothes in my bag, and started taking some more pictures. 
  I posed a bit, but I was so embarrassed I swear.  This was my old 
neighborhood, and here I was running around naked in the middle of the day.

Suddenly, Ryosuke turned, and started walking down the stairs.  I stayed 
there for a sec kind of afraid of what might be down there, but then I 
realized he had all my clothes, so I ran after him.  When he got to the 
corner of the fence, he stopped there, looking down at the house just below 
at the bottom of the hill.

"Do you suppose there's anyone home?" he whispered.

"I don't know.  Listen, Ryosuke I think you'd better give me my clothes 
back.  This is getting too dangerous."  I kept looking back up the stairs 
scared stiff that someone was coming.  He didn't listen though.  He stepped 
out from behind the corner, and continued on down the stairs in full view of 
the house and backyard below.  About halfway down, he set my bag down, and 
then came back up.

"If you can go that far, you can put your clothes back on."

I was like really frightened.  The house looked kind of empty, but maybe 
there were home and we just couldn't see them.  I kept wondering what would 
happen if we got caught.  It didn't look like Ryosuke was going to give in 
though, so I slowly gathered my courage, and then when I was ready, I 
stepped right out into the middle of the path and started tiptoeing down the 
stairs.  My head was like swimming with all these feelings.  I hate to admit 
it, but I was getting completely wet down there, if you know what I mean.  I 
could feel this wave of feeling building up inside me, but I finally made it 
to my bag, picked it up, and ran back.  Now that I think about it, I don't 
know how I did it.  That's got to be one of the craziest things I've ever 
done.

Ryosuke let me get dressed, but typical him, he wouldn't let me put my 
underwear back on.  This skirt was just like way too short, but he gave me 
this playful spank on the bum, and told me to behave myself or else I'd 
really be in for it.  I really didn't want to go walking around like that, 
but I ended up following him down, and walking on the street like that.  I 
guess part of it was I was so hot, and so excited.  I was so out of my head, 
I didn't even know what I was doing anymore.

We passed a mother and her daughter, and they both looked completely shocked 
to see me dressed like that.  I wasn't sure how much they could see, but I 
must have looked pretty indecent.  I tried to pretend like nothing was 
wrong, but it was like everyone who saw me was staring straight at me, so I 
knew I'd probably gone way too far this time.

Luckily, there was no one around my school.  It seemed to be all locked up 
for the summer.  We went around the back to the playground, but those doors 
were locked too.  I'd hate to think what would have happened if I'd walked 
into school like that.  My old swimming coach and all my old teachers were 
probably still teaching there.  It would have been way too embarrassing to 
show up like that with no underwear or anything.

Ryosuke walked over to the taps, and took a drink.  I guess American schools 
don't have this, but in a lot of Japanese schools, there's a bench with a 
long concrete trough with water taps on the other side, so you can get a 
drink or wash up after gym class.  I hid as best I could in the shade of the 
school pulling my skirt down to cover up, and looked out at the playing 
field.  Ryosuke came back, and shielded me a bit when a couple of cars drove 
by.

I started to remember what it was like when I was in high school.  Michiyo 
and I used to have a crush on this one boy, Tomo, on the baseball team, so 
we'd sit out here and watch him play.  We'd yell "Gambare!" which means 
something like 'good luck.'  He would smile, and hit the ball way out into 
the outfield, but neither of us ever got up the nerve to go and talk to him. 
  Still, it was a lot of fun.

Ryosuke pulled his camera out of his bag again.

"Here let me take your picture."

I pulled my long hair back, and wiped the sweat off my face.

"Oh, don't.  I look horrible."

He came over, and gave me the gentlest kiss.

"You look beautiful.  C'mon, it'll make a nice memento."

I brought two fingers to my lips where he'd kissed me.  It'd kind of 
surprised me.  I looked down shyly, but I guess he could tell I'd enjoyed 
his kiss.  I tried to pretend that I didn't, but I was beginning to want him 
very much.

"Here I have an idea," he said coming closer to whisper in my ear.  "Go over 
there, and take a drink."

I just stared at him.  The taps were way out in the sun and if I bent down, 
my skirt would ride up, and you'd be able to see my bare bum.  Obviously 
that's what he had in mind.  I looked around at all the houses on the 
streets surrounding the school.  I finally got up the courage, ran over to 
the taps as fast as I could, and took a quick drink.  I could feel the skirt 
riding up, and I knew he could probably see everything, and it made me feel 
so naughty.  What would my swim coach, Mr. Nakamura, say if he saw me like 
this?  I half imagined Tomo and the other baseball players streaming by 
smiling at me as they ran past.

Ryosuke came over and started touching me again, but I straightened up 
terrified.  We were out in the sun in the middle of this wide open 
playground.  There was no way I was going to make love in the middle of my 
old school playground in broad daylight.

"We've got to find someplace else." I whispered backing away.

"Where?" he said still stroking me.

"I don't know.  Maybe Enoshima."  Enoshima is an island near my house, like 
a mountain really, but you can get there by crossing this bridge.  It's a 
famous place for couples with lots of trees and romantic lookouts over the 
ocean.

I wanted to change back into my jeans or at least get my underwear back, but 
of course Ryosuke wouldn't let me.  I felt really really embarrassed when we 
got on the train.  I had to stand in front of these three surfer guys who 
were sitting, and they kept staring at my legs and my belly button, and I 
was really worried that they could tell I wasn't wearing any underwear.  It 
was only a few stops, but it seemed like forever.  I was so relieved when we 
finally got off.

Our first idea was to maybe like hide under the highway that goes across the 
sandbar to the island.  We hid in the shadow of one of the pillars, and 
kissed a bit, but suddenly there was all these people popping up out of 
nowhere, so we had to give up, and go back up to the road.  We walked across 
to the island, and then up this narrow shopping street lined with souvenir 
shops.  The street was on a very steep slope, and then this big gust of wind 
came, and blew my skirt way up.  I pushed it back down as I could, but the 
feeling of the breeze between my legs was driving me crazy.  I turned around 
to look at Ryosuke and sure enough he was grinning like anything.

"You'd better hold that down unless you want the whole island to know."

I glared at him.  If only he'd give me my panties back, I wouldn't have to 
go through all this.  I held the skirt down as we walked up the rest of the 
street.  Just past the end of the row of shops, the road branches off to the 
left and you can either walk up the stairs, or pay for an escalator that 
goes to the top.  I kind of got distracted looking at the entrance to the 
escalator, and didn't notice this young family sitting on the rocks at the 
side of the road.  They definitely noticed me though, because I was standing 
just a little ways up the hill holding onto my purse instead of my skirt.  
When I finally did turn around, the father's eyes were almost popping out of 
his head.  I just kind of spaced for a minute, and then I realized he was 
staring up my skirt at my bare bum.  I quickly closed my legs and pushed my 
skirt back down, but it was too late.  Even his wife had seen me by then, 
and they both looked pretty shocked.

I started to get worried about what they might do, so I pulled Ryosuke up 
the stairs and away as quickly as possible.  I could feel them watching me 
though all the way up the hill.

We hurried away up and down hills and stairs.  Then we came to this one 
place where this narrow bridge looks down the waves crashing against the 
rocks at the bottom of the cliff.  I held onto the handrail, and leaned out 
over the edge to take a look, but the wind was so strong it was blowing my 
skirt up all over the place.  I leaned way out, and to tell you the truth, 
the wind felt so cool and refreshing blowing the way it did on my privates.  
Ryosuke started taking more pictures, but I finally realized someone might 
be watching, so I pushed my skirt back down, and hurried further along the 
path.

A bit further on, Ryosuke showed me this path I'd never seen before that 
leads through the woods, and then down to the rocky shore.  It reminded me a 
bit of the nude beach in Oceanview.  We looked all around.  We could hear 
seagulls up in the sky, but there didn't seem to be anyone there.  Still, I 
was so nervous I was shaking all over.

Once, I'd finally got up the nerve, I pulled off my blouse and enjoyed the 
feeling of the cool sea breeze on my naked breasts.  Ryosuke lay down in the 
tall reeds by the shore.  I smiled, and then I sat down right on top of him 
laughing at my own naughtiness.  He got a condom out, and it took a few 
minutes to get it on.  I was just so nervous, 'cause like maybe a fisherman 
or someone might come along at any minute, so we had to hurry.  Once he was 
all set, I just kind of lifted up my skirt and sat down right on top of him. 
  I was so wet already it slid right in deep inside me.  It felt so good 
too!  I started rocking my hips back and forth getting just the right 
rhythm.  Once I started to get into it, I undid my skirt, and pulled it off 
over my head.  I lifted up his shirt and leaned forward to rub my nipples 
against his chest, and kiss him on the lips.  It felt so wonderful to be 
finally doing it after all the teasing and playing around all day.

There were some seagulls flying around in the sky near us, and for some 
reason, I started to feel really really good.  I sped up my rocking and came 
in no time.  Ryosuke took a little longer, but I enjoyed helping him along.  
He exploded in like this huge burst, so much so that even I could tell.  I 
lay down on top of with him still inside of me till he finally pushed me 
over on my side and pulled out.  I was like completely gone.  I didn't know 
even think about where we were or if anyone was coming anymore.  We lay 
there for a long time just panting and snuggling.

When I finally came back to my senses, I washed off quickly in the ocean, 
and then finally pulled on my jeans and t-shirt.  We went up to the top of 
the hill, and got cleaned up a bit more in the washroom there.  When we 
headed back down the hill, I swear, honest to god, we passed a couple of 
police officers coming the other way.  I was positive they must have been 
looking for me.  Maybe the woman or someone had called them about us.  
Luckily they didn't recognize me in my jeans; they must have been looking 
for a schoolgirl.  We were so lucky.  This is probably one of the closest 
calls we've ever had.  If you ever do things like this, please do be very 
careful.

Anyway, I guess I'd better stop here for now.  I'll tell you more about the 
rest of our trip next time.

Emi Tsuruta
My stories:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/

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