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Subject: {ASSM} Satomi's Dorm Mates {Emi Tsuruta} (FM+, exhib, nosex)
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Satomi's Dorm Mates
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like a bit 
more about me and my friends and what we've been doing, please drop by my 
home page at:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/


A couple of posts ago, I was telling you about my visit to the sauna with 
Sarah and Natasha.  A few days after that, I had to go back into work.  I 
was pretty worried that I might run into those two boys who saw us or 
whoever was in the pool when I streaked past, but luckily, I don't think 
any of them came in.  Maybe they hadn't realized I worked in the athletic 
center.  All of us had been pretty spooked when they walked in on us in the 
sauna, and I guess they didn't really get a good look at my face.  Anyway, 
for the next little while, I wore my hair tied up in a ponytail, went 
around in sunglasses, and stayed away from the pool.

Then one night, I stopped by at Satomi's dorm.  Sarah and Natasha were up 
there, and we started chatting.  I didn't really want to tell Satomi about 
what had happened, but Sarah and Natasha kept making jokes about it and 
laughing.  I guess Satomi could tell that we'd been up to something, but 
luckily, she didn't ask.

It started to get late, so Sarah and Natasha went off to change into our 
pj's, and Satomi and I got changed too.  I hadn't felt much like eating 
earlier, but now I was starting to get hungry.  Satomi suggested pizza.  
Sarah, who is Italian, said she'd rather order something else because she 
has pizza all the time at home.  Satomi and I told Sarah about Kennedy's 
pizzeria and how good it was, and she said she was willing to try.  Kennedy 
and Clint are the two Chinese guys I was telling you about - they run the 
pizzeria near the dorm, and have always been really nice to us.  I gave 
them a call on my cell, and Clint answered the phone.  He recognized my 
voice right away.

"Emi.  How you doing?  We haven't seen you for ages."  I guess I told you 
Clint and Kennedy are two of the only people in the whole wide world who 
know my little secret.  We first met them the night of the toga party, and 
they even have a picture of me in my toga up on their wall.  They're really 
so funny - every time I go in there, they get all excited.  Anyway, I 
ordered the pizza, and Clint told me he'd bring it right over.  I was just 
wearing a t-shirt and shorts, but it sounded like Takuya and Satomi's other 
male dorm mates weren't around, so I went downstairs like that.  The porter 
told me to just wait in the student lounge to let them in.  I went down the 
hall, and luckily, there was no one there.  I sat down, and switched on the 
TV to watch while I waited.

Soon, I heard Kennedy and Clint talking out in the quad.  They must have 
closed up the pizzeria, so they could both come.  Part of me felt 
flattered, but I felt bad in a way too, making them close up the shop, and 
come all this way.  Maybe I should do something to make it up to them.  
Soon I saw them coming around to the outside door through the window.  I 
waved, and smiled, and they both broke out into huge toothy grins.

For some reason, I was getting all excited.  I glanced down at my outfit.  
I wonder...  I decided maybe I'd slide off my shorts, and answer the door 
commando.  I don't know what ever gave me that idea, but it just seemed 
like a funny thing to do at the time.  Kennedy and Clint are two of the few 
people who know I act this way.  They seem to get a real kick out of it 
too.  I peeled off my shorts, and set them down on the coffee table.  When 
I stood up though, I realized that the t-shirt wasn't quite long enough to 
cover my pussy.  Still, they were already banging at the door.  I finally 
decided to go for it, and scampered over to open the door for them.  I 
pushed the hem of my t-shirt down as far as it would go, and held my breath 
as I opened the door.  This was so exciting!

"Emi!  It's great to see you again.  You look fantastic," Kennedy grinned, 
admiring my bare thighs.

"Thanks," I said.  I'd come this far, but now that they were there ogling 
me, I was so embarrassed I could hardly speak.  My face was flushing hot 
all the way up to my ears.  I suddenly heard voices coming from behind me 
down the hall.  It sounded like Takuya and them coming back from outside.  
In a panic, I asked,

"How much is it?"

"Our treat!" Kennedy exclaimed, handing me the pizza box.

"Oh no.  That’s alright.  Let me pay," I asked feeling bad.  The voices 
were coming closer though.  "I tell you what.  I'll drop by the pizzeria, 
and pay you tomorrow.  You'd better get back," I told them, backing up 
inside.  Suddenly, Takuya was there at the glass door behind me.  I dashed 
into the lounge, set the pizza box down on top of my shorts, and sat down 
just barely managing to hide my pussy in the folds of my insanely short 
t-shirt.  Takuya, Hiro, Ricardo and Jorge all streamed into the lounge 
apparently back from a night out drinking.  Oh no!  Now what do I do?

"Pizza!  That looks good," Jorge drooled.

I pressed my legs tightly together, but my nipples were perking up from all 
the excitement pulling the t-shirt hem even higher.  Kennedy and Clint came 
right into the common room, glancing over at me as they said hi to Takuya 
and them.  There I was in the lounge surrounded by 6 randy young guys.  I 
couldn't get up.  I couldn't even move without giving myself away.

Takuya leaned over, and opened up the pizza box.

"Mmm!  Looks delicious.  Can we have a slice?"

I slid forward in my seat to stop him, but Kennedy and Clint gasped.

"Wow!"

I looked down, and realize they could see my bare bottom, peeking out from 
under the hem of my t-shirt.  My senses were on fire, but I finally just 
slid back into my seat to cover up.  Takuya and the others in their drunken 
state apparently hadn't noticed yet, but it is just a matter of time.

"Anyway, this is for Satomi and Sarah and me," I scolded Takuya.  "Hands 
off."  I glanced back at Kennedy, blushing like anything.  "Could you make 
another pizza for these guys?"

"Sure, Emi.  Anything you say, but um... could I talk to you for a second?" 
 Kennedy motioned for me to come back out into the hall.  I slid forward in 
my chair, and tensed as I wondered if they could see.  I stood up praying 
that the hem was covering everything.  Hiro kind of stared at my hips as I 
walked back to the hall where Kennedy and Clint were.

"Emi, I don't know if that's such a good idea," Kennedy whispered.

"What?" I said, pretending not to know what he was talking about.

"Where are your bottoms?"

"Under the pizza box.  Can you get them for me?" I pleaded.  He nodded, and 
I backed off through the glass door into the corridor.  A minute later, he 
and Clint came back with the pizza and my shorts.

"Emi, I don't know how you get up the nerve to do all this stuff.  Aren't 
you afraid you'll get caught?"

I smiled wanly.

"Anyway, I've got to go.  Thanks for the pizza.  I'll drop by to pay you 
tomorrow."

"You don't have to pay, but can we just have a little peek?"

I was so nervous standing there in the hallway.  Most people had there 
doors closed, but all kinds of people lived on this floor.  I was quivering 
like crazy, but held still for a moment while Kennedy lifted up the hem of 
my t-shirt exposing my pussy.  They both broke out into wide satisfied 
grins.  Anyway, I smoothed the hem back down, and backed away.

"Thanks," I mouthed, and then ran off to the stairwell to pull my shorts 
back on.  I kept wondering if Takuya and the others had seen me.  
Hopefully, they'd been too drunk to notice.  I ran back upstairs, and 
brought the pizza into Satomi's room.

"How much was it?" Natasha asked.

"It was on the house," I smiled.  They all started cheering and clapping, 
but I was way too embarrassed to tell them why.

A week or so later, I managed to get myself into trouble again.  I was 
sleeping over in Satomi's room, when I woke up to hear a rap on her door.  
I shielded my eyes from the sun streaming in through the open window.  It 
had been a particularly hot night, so I was sleeping in the nude.  Satomi 
used to get angry whenever I did this, but like I said, I think she's 
getting used to my ways.  I sat up, and looked up at Satomi's bed, but she 
wasn't there.  Maybe she was across in the bath room having a shower.

"Who is it?" I called through the door.

"Ricardo.  Emi, is that you?  There's a phone call for you downstairs.  
It's your mom."

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, and got up.  That's weird.  Why would my 
mom be calling me on the downstairs phone?  I got up, and looked at my 
cell.  Wouldn't you know it?  The battery was dead.  I must have forgotten 
to plug it in.  I guess my mom must have phoned my host mom Loretta, and 
heard I was staying here.  Anyway, I'd better hurry if it's long distance 
from Japan.  I quickly grabbed a towel, wrapped it around me, and rushed 
out the door.  Ricardo wolf-whistled as I raced past him.  I ran down the 
stairs as fast as I could, but by the time I got to the phone, my mom had 
already hung up.  I was about to go back upstairs when the phone rang 
again.  It was my mom.

"How are things there, dear?"

"I'm fine, mom.  What's going on?"

"Well, do you remember your uncle?  He..."

I was trying to hear, but there was some kind of big commotion back in the 
corridor.  The phone is in this small nook between the corridor, the lounge 
and the door leading outside.  Suddenly, Takuya and Hiro appeared at the 
glass door.  Then, Ricardo and Jorge, another Mexican boy, came in.  Oh no! 
 Ricardo must have told him I was here.  Takuya started yelling about how 
sexy I looked in Japanese, and Ricardo and Jorge were shouting something in 
Spanish.

"Please guys.  It's long distance from my mom.  Can you keep it down?"

Takuya's eyes kind of narrowed, and then he grabbed my towel.  I held on to 
the towel for dear life, but soon Ricardo reached in, and got a hold of it, 
and they pulled it right off me.  They let out this great whoop as I was 
suddenly standing there in the hall stark naked.  I tried to grab the towel 
back from Takuya, but he bolted out the door outside into the quad waving 
my towel high in the air, and yelling.  I covered my pussy with my hand, 
and lifted the receiver.

"Mom, I've got to go."  For some reason, I was pretty calm considering.  Of 
course I was embarrassed to be standing there naked, but this time it 
wasn't my fault.  It was actually kind of exciting to have them all looking 
at me, and not having to explain for once.  Hiro, Ricardo and Jorge were 
leering at me, drooling.  I tried to think what to do.  Covering my breasts 
and my pussy with my hands, I took a few steps over toward the outside 
door, and pushed it open.  The sun was dazzlingly bright, but I could make 
out Takuya dancing around on the grass with my towel.  There were a few 
other people walking around out in the quad.  I guess I can't go out there 
like this.  I dashed into the lounge, and picked up the newspaper while 
Hiro, Ricardo and Jorge looked on.

"What are you doing?" Hiro asked.

"Go get my towel back!" I yelled at him.  None of them seemed too willing 
to help, so I finally unfolded the newspaper pressing one section against 
my breasts and another to cover my backside.  It wasn't really covering 
everything, but anyway, I wasn't about to just stand there naked, and let 
them gawk.  I glared at Ricardo as I walked past him out into the corridor. 
 He just smirked, and said,

"Caramba," or something like that.  I stormed upstairs, and got dressed.  
When I came back down, they'd all headed off to school.  I was pretty 
steamed, but at least Takuya had left the towel in the lounge.  I finally 
got through to my mom, and found out what she wanted to tell me.  It wasn't 
really anything important.  I was kind of upset to go through all that for 
nothing.

That night, I saw Takuya in the lounge.  I went in and sat down to talk to 
him.

"You really shouldn't do things like that when people are around."

He looked over at me sheepishly, perhaps regretting it a bit.

"Do you do that kind of stuff with other girls?" I asked.

"No."

"Then why me?"

"I don't know.  It almost seems like you don't mind."

Hearing that sent a shiver up my spine.  I hadn't really thought of that.  
I'd always thought I'd been pretty good at hiding my secret from people.  I 
guess I hadn't really acted as shocked as I should have.  Probably I should 
have changed into something more decent than a towel before I came down.  I 
just didn't want to keep my mom waiting; that was all, I told myself.

"Well, I do mind, so behave yourself," I told him trying to sound serious.  
I certainly didn't want it getting around that I was an exhibitionist.

"If I behave myself, will you give me a peek now and then?" he asked, 
unable to keep from smiling.  I glared at him trying to look angry, but to 
tell you the truth, I was secretly glad to hear that he was cool with all 
this.

"Who knows?  If you are a good boy, maybe Santa will bring you a present," 
I teased.  I was beginning to worry that I was digging myself in deeper, so 
I finally got up, and headed for the door.  "Good night."

"G'night, Emi," he smiled.  I was really sure if my talk had done any good, 
but anyway, it was worth a try.  Maybe he'd settle down a bit now.

A couple of nights later, I finished work real late at the athletic center. 
 I'd missed the last bus home, so I hurried over to Satomi's dorm.  I guess 
it must have been past midnight by then, but Takuya, Hiro, Ricardo and 
Jorge were all still in the common room watching TV.  I knocked on the 
outer door, and waved at them through the window.  Takuya got up, and let 
me in.

"Emi!  What are you doing here so late?"

"I just finished work, and I was going to ask Satomi if I could sleep 
over."

"I'd be honored if you'd stay in my room," he offered smiling broadly.  
Well, at least he was making it sound like it was all his idea.  I eyed him 
suspiciously, and then smirked.

"Thanks, but I think I'll ask Satomi first," I said as I rushed through.

"You know where to find me if you change your mind," Takuya called after 
me.  I laughed.  Despite his bravado, he was kind of funny.  I headed 
upstairs, and knocked on Satomi's door.  As I suspected, she was asleep.

"Emi?  What?  What's going on?" she said blinking her eyes in the bright 
light.

"Oh, I'm sorry.  I was just wondering if I could sleep over tonight.  I 
have to go into work again tomorrow."

"OK," she said opening the door to let me in.  She tossed me a towel from 
her closet, and then stumbled back into bed.  I felt kind of bad for waking 
her up, but I honestly don't know why she goes to bed so early.  If she 
wants a boyfriend, she should be downstairs talking with Hiro and them.  
They seemed to be getting along pretty well lately.

I went across to the bathroom, stripped out of my clothes, and got in the 
shower.  I guess I could have showered at the athletic center, but I was 
still avoiding it after our little sauna adventure.

I quickly finished up my shower, and toweled off.  I didn't have a fresh 
set of pj's with me, so I just pulled on a t-shirt, and wrapped Satomi's 
towel around my waist.  I brushed my teeth, still a bit nervous that 
someone might come in.  Outside the window, I could hear shouting and 
cheering coming from the lounge below.  The guys must all still be 
downstairs.  When I was done, I peeked out the door.  There was no one in 
the hall, so I scampered back across to Satomi's room.  The lights were 
out, but she'd laid out a futon for me on the floor, and was tucked away in 
her own bed.

"Are you going to sleep?" I asked, a bit disappointed.  I wanted to tell 
her a bit about my day.

"Mmm," she murmured.  I looked down at her, and sighed.  Why does she 
always have to be like this?  Reluctantly, I set down my things, and got 
ready to climb into the futon.  My towel was a bit wet, so I took it off, 
and hung it up in Satomi's closet to dry.  This left me naked from the 
waist down, but like I said, I'd been sleeping like this a lot now that 
Satomi seemed used to it.  I snuggled into the futon, and pulled up the 
covers.

I lay there awake for a while thinking over the day's events.  My shift 
started at four, taking over from my boss, Ted.  It had been a quiet night. 
 At the beginning of the summer, we were really busy, but now not as many 
people were coming to exercise any more.  It was just as well.  At least, I 
hadn't bumped into those guys again.

While I was thinking about all this, suddenly I heard voices out in the 
hall.

"Satomi?  Emi?  Are you guys up here?"  It was Takuya and Hiro knocking on 
our door.  I went to get up, but then I realized I wasn't decent, and 
pulled the futon back over my naked torso.  Satomi rolled over, and glared 
at me.

"Sorry," I whispered.  "They saw me when I came in."

The two of them kept banging on the door, so Satomi finally got up, and 
answered it.  I glanced around the room for my jeans.  I must have stuffed 
them in my backpack when I took a shower.  I pulled the futon up around my 
tummy, and then rolled over to face them.

"Oh here you guys are!" Takuya beamed.  "We've been looking all over for 
you," 

"What do you want?" Satomi grumbled.  "It's the middle of the night for 
heaven's sakes.  "Don't you have classes tomorrow?"

"It's still early.  Come on.  Let's do something."

I wasn't very sleepy either, but my main problem right now was how to get 
back dressed.  Probably none of them could tell I was naked from the waist 
down, but I felt terribly vulnerable.  I tugged my t-shirt down, but it was 
way too short.  It just barely covered my bellybutton let alone anything 
south of there.  Worse yet, I was starting to get aroused from the 
situation.  I'd better not do anything silly though.  I was in enough 
trouble as it was.

"Do you guys want to come down to the lounge, and watch some TV?" Takuya 
suggested.  "There are some good movies on."

Satomi rolled her eyes, came back to her bed, but left the door open.

"OK, how about some cards then?  We know you've got a deck in here 
somewhere."

Before I could say anything, they'd both come into Satomi's dark room, and 
started rummaging around in Satomi's desk for her cards.  I felt so 
nervous.  They were standing right next to my futon.

"Why don't you go to one of their rooms, Emi?  I want to sleep," Satomi 
mumbled.  I shook my head no.  I couldn't very well do much of anything 
till I got some bottoms on.

"No, I... uh... I should be getting some sleep too," I told them.

"Oh, come on Emi.  Please!  Just a couple of quick games?"

I didn't say anything, but they both sat down facing me, and started 
shuffling the deck.

"What shall we play?  Daihimin daifugou?  Are you playing, Satomi?"

She just murmured drowsily.  My mind was racing trying to think how to get 
them to go away.  All I could think of was to maybe play a couple of quick 
games, and then suggest we call it a night.

"OK, just the three of us. Two jokers.  Joker's wild, and beats a two."

I carefully got up onto my elbows, and looked at my cards.  I could feel my 
naked hips and legs brushing against the covers, but I tried to concentrate 
on the game.  I didn't have any good cards.  I would lose for sure.

"Winner gets to switch places with Emi on the futon," Takuya grinned.

"No way," I gasped.

"Relax.  I was just joking."

I anxiously pulled the top futon up higher around my back, dragging the 
soft cotton along my bare behind.  I was wide awake now, so wired from the 
feeling of lying there half naked playing cards with them.

"Who has the three of clubs?"

"I do," I announced, setting out two threes.  Hiro won the round, and led 
more low cards.  I won the next one.  Takuya went out right away, and as I 
suspected I lost to Hiro.

"Here, if you won't give us your futon, you have to do something.  Do a 
handstand or something."

"No way!" I shook my head, a bit afraid.

"Then we'll just have to tickle you!" Takuya said.  He was on top of me in 
a second.  I rolled over on to my back, and held onto the futon for dear 
life as he mercilessly tickled my sides.  I couldn't keep from laughing, 
and I almost lost hold of my futon at one point there.  I was breathing so 
heavily from the excitement.  In the end, Hiro finally pulled him Takuya of 
me.

"You should see yourself.  You're blushing like a beet," Hiro said.  I was 
so glad they hadn't figured out why.  Anyway, Takuya finally sat down, and 
made me deal the next one.  I got slightly better cards this time.  My 
futon though was starting to feel hot wrapped around my waist.  I looked 
down.  Satomi's lights were still out.  We were just playing by the light 
streaming in through the door from the hallway.  My futon was pretty much 
shaded in darkness.  I cautiously pulled it over a bit exposing my side 
from my waist down.  Hiro was on that side, but didn't seem to notice at 
all.  Actually, he looked really sleepy.  He stretched out on the floor, 
and closed his eyes.

"You guys had better go.  Hiro's already half asleep," I whispered.  Takuya 
looked a bit sleepy too, but his eyes were glowing catlike in the dark.

"One more game," he suggested.  I started to deal cards to Hiro, but he was 
already asleep.  I could see Takuya's eyes darting around this way and that 
in the dark.  He looked calm, handsome, Buddha-like almost in the dim 
light.  I picked up my cards.

"It's hot in here, isn't it?" I said.  Takuya just murmured trying to sort 
his hand.  I could feel all these butterflies in my tummy.  I stared at 
Takuya intently, but he just casually examined his cards.  I reached down, 
and slowly rolled the covers off of my legs, exposing my bare behind to the 
light.  Takuya didn't realize I was naked at first.  My heart felt like it 
would explode though.  There I was lying there naked from the waist down 
with Takuya right there and the door wide open.  I'm not sure why I took 
such a chance.  I guess I was in a strange mood because it was so late, and 
I was giddy from lack of sleep.  The night has this special kind of 
atmosphere, don't you think?  Like anything could happen.

Takuya rolled back this way, and set out a card.  I froze because he was 
looking right at me.  Can't he tell I'm naked?

"What?" he asked.  I shook my head denying anything was wrong.  "It's your 
turn."

I set out a card, but I was starting to get so excited.  I couldn't believe 
I was doing this flashing him my bare behind.  I could feel myself getting 
wet from the excitement.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed focusing in on my hindquarters.

"What are you wearing?" he said staring right at my bare bottom.

"Nothing," I said.  He moved to get up, so I pulled the covers back over 
me.  He was all excited now looming over me anxious to get another look.  
He grabbed the futon and started trying to pull it away.  "Careful!  You'll 
wake them," I whispered urgently.

"Show me!" he said.

"Only if you're good," I giggled nervously.  We heard a door open out in 
the hall, and soon Sarah was standing at the door.

"What's all that shouting?" she asked in her Italian accent.  Takuya got 
off of me, and I wrapped the futon more tightly around my waist.  Sarah was 
squinting into the dim light, so I guess she hadn't seen.

"Takuya and Hiro here were just going to bed.  Weren't you guys?" I 
explained.  Takuya's eyes were still glowing eerily in the dark, but he 
finally nudged Hiro waking him up.

"Oh, what time is it?" he asked rubbing his eyes.

"Time for bed," I insisted.  The two boys finally got up.  Takuya stood 
there in the doorway for a second staring over at me, but I just acted 
innocent.  He bowed good night and left.  Sarah came in.

"What happened?" she asked concerned.

"Nothing.  It's a long story," I told her wiping my brow.

The next morning, Takuya and Hiro must have gone to class pretty early 
because I didn't see them around.  I felt bad in a way.  I shouldn't have 
been teasing Takuya like that.

I kind of laid low for the next little while, only visiting Satomi when I 
thought they wouldn't be around.  The next time I bumped into Takuya, there 
was an awkward moment.  He looked like he was about to apologize, but then 
some other people showed up, and he missed his chance.  When I left though, 
I smiled at him to tell him it was alright.  I wasn't angry anyway.

There's a bit more I want to tell you about this, but maybe I'd better save 
it for next time.  Take care and best wishes for the holiday,


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

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