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Emi Tsuruta
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/
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At the Visa Office
By Emi Tsuruta

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


This happened a while back when my 'ex,' Ryosuke, and I were
still together.  I hadn't seen him for a while, but I knew he had
a day off coming up, so I was kind of looking forward to spending
some time with him.  My host mom Loretta and her kids were
planning on going out, so I was thinking I'd invite him over to
our house, and we could hang out there.

That morning, after Loretta and her kids left, I came back
upstairs, and had a shower.  'What should I wear today?' I
wondered.  I'd just come back from Japan, and I'd brought back
some of the clothes that I used to wear when I was in high
school.  Maybe I could try some of those.  When I was done my
shower, I toweled off, wrapped the towel around me, and went back
to my room.  In my bag, I found different skirts and blouses, but
I kind of wanted to try something different.

One thing I found was my old uniform from gym class - a white
cotton t-shirt and these tight-fitting stretchy navy blue shorts
- 'bloomers' in Japanese.  I wasn't sure if I would still fit,
but I pulled them on.  I don't think I'd gained much weight since
high school, but for some reason, these shorts seemed tighter
than I remember.  I got them half way up my thighs easy enough,
but then I had to wiggle my bottom back and forth to get them all
the way up.

After I'd got them on, I took a look at myself in the mirror.  I
guess they looked OK at the front, not much higher cut than some
of my swimsuits, but at the back, they kind of rode up, so you
could see a fair bit of my butt cheeks.  I tried to pull the
cuffs down, but there are elastics around the edge, so they just
kept sliding back up again.

I pulled on the t-shirt too just to see how the whole outfit
looked.  The t-shirt wasn't quite so bad.  It kind of clung to my
breasts, since I hadn't put on a bra.  Maybe it doesn't look that
strange.  It was pretty hot out that day.  I was just about to
take them all off again when my cell phone rang.

"Emi, are you ready?"  It was Ryosuke.

"Ready for what?"

"Don't you remember?  We're supposed to go to L.A. to renew our
visas.  Today's the last day off I'm going to have off before my
visa expires."

"Oh!  I'd forgotten about that."  Oh, shoot.  There go my plans
for some quality time together.

"Anyway, just get all your papers ready - your passport and your
permission letter from the college and bank statement and stuff.
And I think you need two passport-sized photos."

"I don't know if I have all that stuff!"

"Well, grab what you can.  Mr. Francis is going to give us a ride
to the station."  Mr. Francis was Ryosuke's host dad in the house
he was staying in here in Oceanview.  "We'll be there in like
fifteen minutes.  If we hurry, maybe we can make the 11 o'clock
train."

"OK.  I'll try."

I quickly started going through all the papers in my desk.  I
think I have an application form here somewhere.  I found my
passport soon enough, but I couldn't find the other stuff.  Did
the college even send me my registration papers yet?

I dumped all my papers out on my bed, and finally managed to find
the college form and my bank stuff.  What am I going to do about
the pictures?  Maybe I can just take my camera, and we can find a
photo store on the way.  I have to change into a more decent
outfit too.

While I was rushing around getting all this stuff together, the
doorbell rang.  Oh no!  I ran downstairs, and sure enough it was
Ryosuke with Mr. Francis parked in our driveway in his SUV.

"Are you ready?  We've got to go," Ryosuke said.

"Can you hold on?  I've just got to get changed."

"No, we've got to go.  You look fine like that," he smiled.

"OK.  Just let me get my stuff."  I stuffed my papers in my
backpack, and grabbed a light summer jacket.  Back downstairs,
Ryosuke gave me a kiss, and then we were out the door.

"G'morning, Emi.  How are you?" Mr. Francis chirped.

"Hi, Mr. Francis.  Thanks for giving us a ride."

"My pleasure," he smiled.  As I climbed into the van, both Mr.
Francis and Ryosuke turned to check out my backside.  Oops!  I
guess these shorts are kind of tight.  I sat down behind one of
the seats, hiding.  Ryosuke came, and sat next to me, eyeing my
bare thighs.  Mr. Francis kept asking me questions, so I had to
slide over, closer to the middle to answer.

"How's your dad doing?" he asked.

"He's fine," I replied.  Ryosuke had this silly grin on his face,
happy with the way I was dressed I guess.  He always seems to get
a kick when I wear my old schoolgirl outfits.

Eventually, we got to the train station.  I thanked Mr. Francis
for the ride, but as I got out, I caught him sneaking a peek at
my backside again.  Do I really look that indecent?

Anyway, we quickly found a photo shop, and got pictures for our
applications.  The photographer didn't seem too worried by how I
was dressed, but when we went into the train station, people
seemed to notice more.  The guys waiting on the train platform
kept peering over this way at me, making me a bit nervous.

"Is it just me or is everyone staring?" I asked Ryosuke.

"You look gorgeous," he smiled, sliding his arm around my waist,
and pulling me in for a kiss.  I was glad he thought so, but I
was beginning to regret wearing this outfit.  I hadn't expected
to attract so much attention.

Eventually, the train came, and we got on.  The train was pretty
crowded, but we found some seats near the back of one of the
coach cars, and sat down.  I stared out the window, trying to
enjoy the scenery, but Ryosuke kept fondling my bare thighs,
making me nervous.  He was obviously turned on by my outfit, but
we couldn't do too much with all these other passengers so close
by.  We were both so distracted that we almost missed our stop.

Once we got out of the station, we were right in the heart of
L.A. surrounded by all these tall stately buildings.  Most of the
people were dressed in suits or work dresses, so now I looked
even more out of place.  Ah well.  It's too late to go back now.

The visa office was in this big government building with marble
floors and high ceilings.  The clerk at the information desk gave
us directions - the visa office was off to the side down one of
the halls.

Inside the office, there were a whole bunch of people sitting
waiting their turn.  I went straight to the reception desk, and
the clerk was nice enough.  She gave us each a number, and told
us it would be like a three or four hour wait!  I thanked her,
and then we wandered off to find a place to sit down.

There was a bit of a strange atmosphere in the waiting room. 
There were all these guys - Europeans mostly I guess - sitting
around, bored from waiting for so long.  When they saw me though,
the whole room perked up.  Maybe it was just because there
weren't many other women there, but whatever it was people sat
up, and took notice as I walked by.  I was glad I guess, but we
hadn't had lunch yet, so we ended up leaving to go look for
something to eat.

We knew that there had to be a cafeteria here somewhere, but
while we were wandering around, we stumbled on this one corridor
that was barricaded off with an 'under construction' banner
across it.

"Hey!  Let's check this out," Ryosuke smiled, hopping the
barrier.  I was kind of hungry, but a bit curious too.  It was
pretty quiet down this way.  There was no sign of any workmen at
all, just a bunch of closed doors and an empty hallway.  Ryosuke
pulled me into one of the alcoves, brushed the hair out of my
eyes, and gave me a gentle kiss.

"You really do look gorgeous today," he whispered softly.  I gave
him a playful grin, and kissed him back.  It was nice to get away
from all those prying eyes.

Ryosuke went to kiss me again, but this time, I turned away.  I
guess I was a bit worried about where we were - in the middle of
this big government building filled with people.  Ryosuke was in
a frisky mood though.  He had a hold of my wrist, and tried to
pull me closer again.  I managed to struggle free, and ran across
the hall, but he just chased me.

"Iyada," I giggled, playing hard to get.  He grabbed me again,
around the waist this time, and we stood there, looking into each
other's eyes, trying to hear if anyone was coming.  He stuck one
hand down the back of my shorts, massaging my bare buttocks,
trying to get me excited.

I could tell that Ryosuke was a bit worried too, but the problem
was that both of us were kind of turned on by then.  Hesitantly -
as if he were testing my reaction - he started pulling down my
shorts, exposing my bare bottom.  If I had any sense, I would
have stopped him, but I was kind of surprised - for one thing -
and also I was a bit horny myself.  It felt pretty naughty
fooling around so close to that room full of European men.

I made a big show of resisting I guess, but perhaps Ryosuke could
tell that I was kind of enjoying this, so soon, almost without
realizing it, he'd pulled my shorts down my thighs exposing my
pussy.  We both were kind of shocked that it had gone this far,
but he didn't stop there.  He kneeled down, and pulled my shorts
all the way down to my ankles, motioning for me to step out of
them.  My body had all heated up, and when I put my fingers on my
hello kitty, I realized how wet I'd become.  I was in a bit of a
daze, and before I knew it, he'd got my shorts off completely.

Our real problem though was that we couldn't have sex right there
in this open hallway.  Ryosuke vaguely pawed at my bare bottom,
and tried to touch my pussy, but even he knew that.  When I tried
to break free, he let me go, and I dashed across to an alcove on
the other side of the hall.  We both stood there, listening and
breathing heavily, not really sure where to go from here.

I peered out down the hall back towards where the barricade was.
I knew of course that I shouldn't go out there, but I wasn't
really thinking straight by then.  I just wanted to take a quick
peek, and see what was going on.  Still naked from the waist
down, I slowly tiptoed out, making it all the way to the
barricade before I finally stopped.  I could vaguely hear the
murmur of voices from the visa office, and around the corner, I
could see sunlight streaming in through the windows down the hall
the other way.

Ryosuke was looking on, somewhat surprised at my daring, but he
soon signaled for me to come back.  And then, out of nowhere, I
heard two voices, men, coming this way.  I dashed all the way
back, and hid in the alcove across from Ryosuke.  Luckily, I
don't think they saw me, but they must have heard me running,
because they stopped talking.

"Hey, you there.  You shouldn't be back there!" they called out.
Ryosuke and I were both panicking, but he finally motioned that
he was going to show himself.  He went down to where they were,
and I could hear them lecturing him.  I looked around for my
shorts, but Ryosuke had left them on the other side of the hall
in the alcove where we had been first!  I held my breath, and
waited, and luckily, eventually, the men's voices drifted away.

I waited quite a while.  Only when I was quite sure that they'd
gone did I dash across and get my shorts, and pull them back on.
I felt terribly embarrassed but also pretty lucky that we'd
managed to get away with it.

Anyway, once I was dressed and presentable again, I went out, and
found Ryosuke.

"That was close!" I whispered to him.  Ryosuke made a mock scared
face, but soon, we both started laughing, glad to have made it
out safe.

Eventually, once we'd gotten washed up, and calmed down, we went,
and found the cafeteria.  We finally managed to get something to
eat, and felt a bit better after that.

By the time we got back to the visa office, there were even more
people waiting there.  There was no place to sit even.  Not
knowing what else to do, I went over, and stood by the windows. 
A lot of the seated guys started staring at me again, getting me
all nervous.  I doubt that any of them knew we'd been fooling
around, but somehow I felt like they could tell.

Eventually though, people stopped staring, and I slowly began to
feel more at home.  I started singing this Beyonce song that for
some reason had popped into my head.

"Lately, I feel the funk coming over me.  I don't know what's
gotten into me.  ... driving me crazy..."

All the seated people were just kind of staring off into space. 
Just to amuse myself, I started imitating some of Beyonce's dance
moves, taking off my imaginary fur coat, and waltzing over to
where Ryosuke was standing, slowly dancing around him.

"Tonight I'll be your naughty girl. ... I know you want my body
... I see you look me up and down," I sang.  Ryosuke smiled a
mischievous grin.  I tried to get him to dance with me, but he's
shy, and probably didn't know the moves anyway.  I kept on
singing and dancing around, but slowly I realized that
practically the whole room was staring at me now, so I lowered my
voice, and eventually, stopped.

I felt a bit self-conscious again, so to get away from the
staring, we moved away from the window around to the back. 
Eventually, someone got up leaving us seats.  I kind of wanted to
hide from all these people, but Ryosuke sat down on the far side,
so I had to sit where everyone could see me and my bare thighs. 
I was feeling a bit vulnerable, so I leaned over, and put my head
on Ryosuke's shoulder.  I was trying not to attract any more
attention, but I guess I was still a bit excited.

Eventually, one of the clerks called my number, and we went up to
the counter.  I tried to concentrate on what the clerk was
saying, but actually, I was still kind of nervous.  The clerk
started asking about one section of my form.  I leaned forward
over the counter looking for what he was talking about.  When I
straightened back up though, I suddenly realized that all these
guys had been ogling my bottom when I bent over.  Even Ryosuke
was smirking again, implying that I'd been wiggling my ass around
on purpose, even though I definitely wasn't.  I did my best to
just ignore them, and focus on the clerk.  He eventually told me
my form was okay, and that I could sit down while he got my visa
ready.

We went back, but someone had taken our seats, so we went outside
to get something to drink.  When I bent over to take a drink from
the fountain, Ryosuke wrapped his arms around me again letting me
feel his erection.

"Hey!" I exclaimed, surprised.

"It's too bad there's no place we can go," he grinned.

I gave him a quick kiss, but we had to get back inside in case
they called him.  We went in, and stood at the back waiting to
get a seat again.  These guys were all in front of us now, but
the more curious ones kept peering over at me, trying to get a
better look at me and my outfit.  Nervous, I squatted down to tie
my shoes, but I could see all these guys craning their necks
around wondering where I'd disappeared to.

Eventually, Ryosuke got called up to the counter, but I decided
to stay at the back away from all the prying eyes.  This one guy
sitting nearby looked over at me as soon as Ryosuke walked away.
He gave me this big smile, and was trying to get me to laugh.  He
was kind of handsome and everything, but I didn't want to get
involved, so I ignored him.

Ryosuke came back, and soon, they called me up again too.  I
finally got my new visa, and not long after Ryosuke got his too.
We were both feeling pretty good, clear to stay here in the U.S.
for another year.

Anyway, now that that was done, we had some time, but
unfortunately, we had to head back to the train station if we
wanted to get to Oceanview by nightfall.

"I wonder if we could find a love hotel," Ryosuke grinned.  I
guess they don't have those in the States, but it's this place
where you can check in for just an hour or two, and have some
fun.  Neither of us knew where to look though, so we ended up
just going to a coffee shop, and chatting there for a bit.

"You really do look gorgeous today," Ryosuke told me.  "You
should wear that outfit more often."

I smiled.  I was glad he liked it, but it had been a bit
embarrassing wandering around like this all day, so I wasn't sure
if I would do it again.

Anyway, eventually, we headed back to the train station.  There
were a lot of commuters in their suits, and some of them stopped
to check me out, but that didn't bother me so much.

On the train, we managed to find a box seat, and curled up
together nice and cozy for the ride back.  That was a good day
actually - a lot of fond memories.

Emi Tsurutahttp://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/

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