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 Title: Alex & Alexa Ch.  02
Summary: I fell hopelessly in love with the woman I was named after.
Keywords: inc,fic
   Chapter 2- Becoming Good Friends
   I was waking the following morning because someone was caressing my
hair. Gentle fingers stroked through it as a soft voice gently lifted me
out of slumber.
   "Hey, sleepyhead," said a newly familiar voice.  "Ready to join the
living?"
   I rolled onto my back and groaned my way through a big stretch while
Alexa, my nineteen year-old aunt, sat next to me.  I was vaguely aware of a
soft source of light not far away and assumed that she must have turned on
a lamp when she came down so she could see when she woke my up.
   I blinked my eyes awake and saw her sitting next to me on the edge of my
bed.  Her hand was still in my hair but she wasn't looking at my face.  She
was, in fact, looking down my body and wearing a rather amused smirk.
   I looked down and went pale- beneath the sheet that was covering me, I
was sporting a huge erection.
   "Oh, shit!" I said hastily as I sat up, almost bringing my knees to my
chest in attempt to hide my shame.  "I'm...  oh, God, I'm so sorry, Alexa!"
   She gave me a wry grin.  "Why?  Because you're a functional male who
gets morning wood?  What's to be offended about?  Were you raping kittens
in your sleep?"
   I shook my head.  "No, of course not."
   "So, then you either have to go to the bathroom or were having perfectly
normal dreams, what's the big deal pardon the expression."
   "I...  I'm just sorry you saw me like this." I said, no doubt still
crimson with embarrassment.
   "Oh, please," she said, rolling her eyes and smiling.  "There's co-ed
changerooms all over Europe.  If I had a nickel for every uncircumcised
johnson that I saw in the shower or tenting a blanket during a camping
trip..."
   She smiled at me.  "Trust me, it's not a problem, Alex.  Would you
expect me to be embarrassed if my nipples started involuntarily poking out
of my shirt if I got cold?"
   "No, I guess not." I said.
   "It's not like you showed up in my room, waving that thing in my face,
you were asleep." Alexa reasoned.  "Anyway, I didn't come down here to
freak you out.  It's six am and I meant to ask if your parents went running
or something, because they're not here."
   "Oh, uh, yeah," I said, trying to distract myself from my hard-on, which
seemed determined to not go away.  "Yeah, they run in the morning every day
before they go to work."
   "Hm, I should probably go with them, if they wouldn't mind," she mused,
staring off at the wall and mercifully no longer at my erection.  "What do
you think?"
   "Well, if you're a runner it's not a bad idea, they're pretty dedicated.
I've thought about going with them, but never really did."
   "Just something to consider, then," she said, smiling and now giving my
knee a squeeze.  "Well, I'll go back upstairs and leave you to your, um,
business.  Your mom bought some European-style coffee for me and I'm going
to make some, if you want any."
   She then turned and wiggled her way up the stairs.  This was the first
time I noticed she was wearing her tank top and boxers from the night
before.  And it still looked completely amazing on her.
   Once she was gone, I sank bank onto my bed, my hands over my voice and
groaning in despair.  Why the hell did she have to come down at that
moment? I couldn't even remember what I was dreaming about now!  All I
could picture was my boner and her looking on in bemusement, wondering what
sort of pervert I was.
   I slung my feet out of bed and trudged my way toward the bathroom. 
Taking a leak didn't help, so I began running my hands under ice-cold water
from the faucet and stared at the toilet brush.  Soon enough, my third leg
was gone and I could safely go upstairs.  I put on a robe and shuffled up
to the kitchen, where Alexa was making the strong-smelling coffee.  She
beamed a lovely smile at me and came over to give me a hug.
   "Good to see you, Alex," she whispered in my ear.  "Thanks for coming
up."
   "No problem," I replied, hugging her back.  "Sorry about earlier."
   "I told you, silly, no worries." Alexa said, smiling at me now and
releasing me to continue making coffee.  I was glad to see she'd also put
on a robe, which was probably a good idea for when my folks got home.  She
was wearing it somewhat loosely and the swell of her bosom pulled the top
apart and definitely created some cleavage.
   She finished the coffee and poured us each a large cup.  I was amused
when she added sweetened condensed milk to hers, but apparently it was
something she'd learned in Thailand, so I just ran with it.  Me, I took my
coffee black.  We leaned against the kitchen island and conversed for a few
minutes, perfectly comfortable with our proximity to one another, no more
than two feet apart.
   "Hey, may I asked you something?" Alexa interjected.  I nodded my
assent. "Well, I'm crazy about taking pictures in my life and I have
absolutely none of you or the two of us.  May I take our very first picture
together?"
   I nodded again and she seemed very pleased.  She fished a small
cellphone out of her robe pocket and then came over to me and snuggled into
my side.  She held the camera up over us and snapped a few pictures.  On
the last one she turned her head and kissed my cheek, causing my eyes to go
wide and her to giggle.
   But then we heard the front door opening and I immediately retreated to
the far side of the island, where I sat on a stool and continued drinking
my coffee.  Alexa winked at me right before my parents came in.
   "Hey, you!" my mom said brightly as she saw her sister.  She and dad
were both wearing their jogging sweats and judging by the look of them,
they'd run to the moon and back, they were both soaked.  Regardless, Alexa
hugged them both and offered to make them coffee.  They said maybe after
they showered and changed, since they were both sweating messes.  But then
my mom saw me sitting on the far side of the island, as far away as I could
be while still technically inhabiting the kitchen with them.
   "Alex!" mom scolded, giving me a look.  "Act like a higher primate and
get over here and be sociable!  Have you even said one word to your aunt
yet?"
   "Yeah," I said plainly.  "She was telling me all about Thai coffee right
before you got home."
   "All the same, quit being such a grump and join the rest of us!" mom
said firmly.  I sighed and pulled up a seat closer to them, now part of the
group.  Mom nodded, finally satisfied with my efforts to be sociable.
   "Okay, Mike and I are going to go get cleaned up and then we'll be back.
Alex, be a gracious host for a change and talk to your aunt."
   With that, the two of them went upstairs and we waited until we heard
the door to their bedroom close.  Once it did, Alexa exhaled and giggled.
   "Nice acting there, Olivier," she quipped reaching over and tousling my
hair.  "I think you've got them completely fooled."
   "Thanks," I replied, pleased for whatever reason with her reaction.  "As
long as you know it's just an act."
   "I wouldn't if I weren't in on the the gag," she said, grinning.  "I
guess my part is to just pretend to be patient, right?"
   "I have no idea, to be honest," I admitted.  "I've never pretended to
not like a girl before."
   "So you do like me," she almost purred, grinning again.  "Well that's
good to know, because I'd hate to think you were just putting up with me or
humouring me."
   "No, I genuinely like you," I replied.  "You're a lot cooler and more
fun than I thought you would be."
   "How do you know I'm cool or fun?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.  "We
haven't even left the house since I got here yesterday."
   I shrugged.  "No one who's traveled Europe and sleeps with a webcam
trained on them can be boring.  I was expecting more of a scholarly dork
like my mother, not to mention someone close to her age."
   "Well, thank you, that means a lot to me," she said, smiling prettily
and giving my hand a squeeze.  "And I'm finding you quite fun to be around
as well.  It's good to already have a friend."
   "Yeah, it is, isn't it?" I mused, smiling.
   "So what do you think we'll be doing today?" she asked, her hand still
on mine.
   "I dunno," I replied, thinking about it.  "Do you wanna go with mom and
dad to the university and check it out?"
   She thought about that.  "Well, maybe.  Will you come along to show me
around?"
   I nodded.  "Sure, I'd be happy to.  My courses finished early last week
but there'll still be lots of people around and it'll be lively."
   "Perfect!" she exclaimed, clearly delighted to have me along so she
didn't have to meander alone.
   We waited for my parents to come downstairs and Alexa gave them coffee.
Then she sprang her question.
   "So I was wondering if I might accompany you two today to the campus?"
she suggested in a tentative voice.  "Thought I would give it the
once-over, maybe start getting a feel for if it's where I want to be."
   Mom and dad looked at one another and then back at her.  "That's not a
bad idea, Alexa, but we'll both be busy all day," my mother said.  "We
won't exactly be around to give you a tour."
   "Oh, okay." Alexa said.  "I can still go and walk around on my own, then
just meet you when it's time to come back."
   "Nonsense," my dad snorted, pausing in drinking his coffee and looking
at me.  "Alex, you go with her, show her around."
   I raised an eyebrow.  "Me."
   "Yes, you," dad said, staring at me levelly.  "It's not like you have
anything better to do.  I heard you talking to one of your friends the
other day, saying that your plans for today included playing video games
and stuffing your face."
   I sighed, clearly resigned to my task.
   "Oh, cheer up, peanut," she mom said cheerfully.  "Be polite and show
your aunt around and we'll all go out to that Mongolian grill for dinner
after your dad and I are done.  Playing tour guide for one day won't kill
you."
   Alexa looked at me with her eyebrow raised.  "Peanut?"
   I went scarlet as I sat there and she began giggling.  My dad chuckled
and needlessly explained.  "Used to be one of his childhood nicknames, that
and 'Thunky'."
   "Thunky..." Alexa choked out, trying not to burst out laughing.
   "Yeah, your sister called him 'Peanut' because he was so cute," dad
continued.  "I called him 'Thunky' because his head was gigantic on a tiny
body.  Like an orange on a toothpick.  His head made a 'thunk' noise on the
floor whenever he got unbalanced and tipped over, hence 'Thunky'."
   It was too much.  Rather than burst, Alexa chose to let it out and began
laughing hysterically.  Her cup trembled on the table from her hand shaking
so hard.  Even my mom was snickering at my father's rather blunt
explanation of how I acquired my nicknames.  I just sat there sullenly,
taking my licks and knowing better than to try and respond.
   "Alright, alright," I groused.  "Anything to make this stop."
   "Thank you, baby," my mom said before getting up and walking away.  "Be
ready in about forty-five minutes." My dad stood up and joined her, heading
upstairs.  Alexa was still snickering when I looked at her.  She stopped
and cleared her throat, composing herself.
   "So," she said quietly.  "Thank you for doing this, Alex.  It means a
lot to me."
   "Well, in spite of all that nonsense, I'm still happy to do it," I
sighed.  "Just promise me that'll you'll try to find out embarrassing crap
about me directly from me so that I don't have to go through that again."
   "Oh, that all depends," Alexa said, tracing a finger around the edge of
her coffee cup.  "If you tell the stories as humorously as your dad does,
then I'll agree.  Otherwise, I'm going to him for the dirt on you."
   "Yeah, my dad's a regular bard, isn't he?" I muttered.  "For the record,
I'm pretty damn funny when I choose to be.  At least let me attempt to tell
you before you go running back to him.  After all, saving some shred of my
dignity is all I'm gonna come away with from this."
   "Oh, not true," she said as she finished her coffee and came around the
table to hug me from behind, her arms around my chest and her breasts
squashed into my back.  "You're making your new friend Alexa feel very
welcome and at home.  And she appreciates it."
   And then she gave me a kiss on the cheek and squeezed me before heading
upstairs.  As she was ascending she slipped off her robe, revealing her
tank-top and boxers from last night.  She looked back at me and winked
before disappearing.
   I sighed and went downstairs, still feeling her arms around my and her
lips on my cheek.
   And yet another damn boner.
   ***
   "So are you two going to ride with us?" mom asked as we were all getting
ready to head out the door.
   "I think it makes more sense for me to take her in my car," I replied,
checking my jeans for my keys.  "That way if she finishes touring or gets
bored we're not reliant on you for mobility."
   "That sounds good," she said before looking at Alexa.  "Make sure he
actually talks in the car and tries to be engaging, okay?"
   I rolled my eyes as Alexa giggled and nodded.  Out we went and clambered
into our vehicles.  We had three, since mom and dad each had one and I had
my car.  As we were pulling out of the driveway, Alexa was looking at the
property.  I couldn't help but notice how remarkably pretty she looked,
wearing her golden hair in a long braid, a form-fitting printed t-shirt
with a v-neckline and another pair of the European jeans that looked like
they were painted on her.  She was wonderful to look at.
   "You guys have a nice backyard," she remarked.  "Is that a hot tub on
the veranda?"
   "Yup," I replied, nodding.  "I like it, use it a lot after a good
workout."
   "Ooh, gotta try that," she said, grinning.  She pulled out her phone and
began recording herself, speaking to the camera in what sounded to me like
Danish.  She pointed the camera at me and mentioned my name but I was
driving and didn't turn my face toward it.  After about a minute she put it
away and smiled happily.  "So what'll we do when we get to campus?"
   "Depends, I guess.  Am I right in assuming you're more interested in the
arts like me, rather than the applied sciences like my mom and dad?"
   She nodded.  "I can do cold, hard math and chem, but they're not my
passion.  I'm more into history and other humanities, anthropology and so
on."
   "Then you'll need to check out the same part of campus I attend," Alex
concluded.  "There's a cluster of buildings where the liberal arts and
humanities are all taught, it's pretty convenient.  Some student housing
nearby and a nice commons building where we can grab something to eat when
you get hungry."
   We talked some more about the campus and what we were both thinking of
studying.  We eventually entered the university grounds and we pulled off
from following my dad's vehicle.  He waved out the window as we went our
own way.  Alexa spent a lot of time looking at the campus and the
buildings, along with the grounds.  She remarked about it being pretty.
   "I'm sure a lot of the buildings look really new to you." I mentioned as
I drove.  "I know some of the universities in Europe are nearly a thousand
years old and some of the buildings must be a few centuries.  Oldest
buildings here are maybe a hundred."
   "It's still very pretty to look at," she said, still staring.  "Oh, are
there always deer walking around randomly on campus?"
   "Yeah, it happens quite a bit," I replied.  "It's one of the attractive
features of coming here, so students know better to mess with them.  The
faculty and the student council have come down like the Hammer of Thor on
morons who harass the fauna."
   "That's encouraging to hear.  So you'll just be my tour guide around the
place while I check things out?  I don't plan to register today or
anything."
   I nodded.  "Sounds good.  We'll wander around and I'll tell you about
all the buildings and some of our profs."
   We eventually found a parking lot near the building I took most of my
courses in and parked.  I got out of the car and started to show her
around. Predictably by now, Alexa had her cellphone out and was taking
pictures of everything that caught her attention.  She put her arm through
mine casually as we walked and I made no demur.  It felt nice to have a
pretty girl on my arm, even if she was my aunt.
   Not that anyone around us knew that.
   I was indeed getting subtle looks from people as we walked around, with
me pointing things out to her and laughing as I told her stories about some
of the insane things that had happened on campus.  I waved to quite a few
people who called out to me as we walked by.
   "Well, you seem popular," Alexa said lightly as we strolled around. 
"Especially for a freshman.  Your girlfriend here on campus with you?"
   I looked down at her.  "What girlfriend?"
   She now looked back up at me.  "Am I to understand you don't have a
girl? How the hell is that possible?"
   "I dunno," I replied, shrugging.  "I've mostly been focusing on my
studies, to be honest.  Yeah, there's a few girls I've gone out with, but
nothing long-term or serious."
   "That's hard to believe, you're so handsome," she said, as if it was
common knowledge.  "Are girls really this frigid around here?"
   "It's probably not that," I said, blushing.  "And it's not that I'm
playing hard to get, either.  It's just that, well, none of the girls
around are worth spending my time on when I could be acing my studies and
other activities."
   "So you don't even have a casual partner, a fuck-buddy?" she almost
exclaimed loudly, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
   She stopped our walk and looked up at me, her eyes serious.  "You're not
a virgin, are you?"
   I almost laughed.  "No, I'm not a virgin," I said as I made us resume
our walk.  "I'm not the most experienced guy out there, but I've been with
a my share of girls and they never complained.  It was just never serious
for me."
   "Well, that's good to hear," she said.  "At least you're not some big,
slobbering virgin."
   "I take it your life in Europe was not without its hedonistic trysts?" I
inquired.
   She smiled.  "It's safe to say I've been active, not to mention I'm
bisexual," she stated, taking another picture of us as we walked.  "So I've
always had it easy when it came to finding playmates."
   "I'd imagine so, looking the way you do." I added, smiling and giving
her arm I was holding a squeeze.
   "Oh, that's sweet of you," she said, beaming a smile at me and returning
the squeeze.  "But seriously, you should at least find a girl who can be a
friend with benefits for you, Alex.  You're going to explode if you don't."
   "Sounds great, but most of the girls I would consider for that role
wouldn't go for it and the ones who would I am worried have more diseases
than a biological weapons lab.  People don't really carry around sexual
resumes here."
   She giggled and put her cheek to my shoulder for a moment, snuggling me
as we walked.  The she saw a sign and her eyes lit up.  "You have a hedge
maze here on campus?  Show me, I love hedge mazes!"
   Our university did indeed have a hedge maze, thanks to our established
and renowned botanical sciences department.  We also had a small but decent
Japanese garden as well as a Victorian one.  I told her we'd see those
later but for now, the hedge maze.
   The university was proud of it, and rightly so.  It was very
well-maintained and the walls were thick and lustrous.  It was also quite
high, the best part of ten feet.  Overhead lights were spaced around the
maze and turned on after dark to prevent excessive abuse of the dark and
remote locale.  During the weekdays during class hours, though, traffic was
minimal.
   In we went and she seemed genuinely thrilled to be walking around.  Her
camera saw plenty of use as we wandered about.  The walkways were carpeted
with lush green grass and just wide enough for Alexa and I to walk
side-by-side if she pressed a little closer to me.  Eventually I just put
my arm around her.
   "That feels nice," she said softly.  "It's nice to have someone you can
be comfortable with physically."
   "Yeah, it is." I agreed, smiling down at her.  We walked around for a
bit, determined to get lost.  Finally we found the center of the maze, a
small open area with a small sculpture at the center, a bronze sphere
sitting on top of a tapering stone plinth.  It was maybe five feet tall and
had a plaque with a Latin inscription.  She took a picture of us in front
of it, wearing cheesy grins.
   "Sedit qui timuit ne non succederet.  Do you speak Latin?" she asked,
looking at the plaque.
   I nodded.  "Yeah, it says 'He who feared he would not succeed sat
still'. Do you speak it?"
   She giggled.  "Of course, silly.  Latin and Greek, in addition to the
languages of the places I've lived.  Karen says you're really good with
languages too."
   "I guess I am and I love learning them and analyzing them," I replied,
nodding.  "I don't speak anything exotic like Danish, though.  I speak
Latin, French and a little bit of other languages I've taught myself."
   "Mmmm, I love French," she mused as she leaned back against the
sculpture and looked up at me.  "One of my favourite languages to speak. 
So pretty and meaningful.  Say something to me in French, I want to hear
how your voice sounds when you speak it."
   I thought for a moment, not happy about being put on the spot but also
not the least bit interested in disappointing her.  I considered for a
moment and smiled at her.
   "Tu as de très beaux yeux." I said.  I meant it too.  That made it easy
for the words to come right away.  Alexa blushed at my statement for a
moment and then smiled at me, her sapphire eyes dancing.
   "Tu penses vraiment cela?" she asked.
   "Qui ne voudrait pas?" I replied, grinning.
   She fanned herself at the compliment, still blushing a little.  "More
women need to speak French around here, your voice will make their panties
drop, for sure."
   "I dunno about that." I chuckled.
   "I'm serious," she protested, trying to look mildly indignant that I'd
dared to disagree with her.  "Your accent is not quite Parisian, but it's
certainly not bumpkin or provincial.  It was lovely to hear, trust me."
   "Well now I'm flattered." I said, smiling.  "So say something to me in
one of the other languages you speak."
   She thought about this for a moment and then smiled up at me.  "Aš esu
labai traukia jus."
   I tilted my head.  "What did that mean?"
   She smirked and winked.  "I guess you'll just have to learn Lithuanian
if you want to find out."
   "Not fair!" I laughed, pulling her to me and hugging her.  She laughed
and squirmed as I tickled her sides.  I relented after a few seconds and
she held me tight as she caught her breath.  She finally looked up at me,
seemingly confused.
   "You're sure you're not a virgin, right?  Because girls should be
throwing themselves at you, I'm telling you.  You're funny, charming,
smart, good-looking and genuinely nice.  So what's wrong with the women
here?"
   "I'm flattered and I couldn't say." I replied.  "Maybe none of them are
as great as you."
   She blushed at what I said and then thought for a moment.  "D'you know
what a Dutch kiss is?"
   I shook my head.
   "It's basically just a kiss you give someone for any old reason," she
explained.  "Just spreading affection across the world.  I'll give you one
because you deserve one."
   "If you say so," was my response.  "What do I do?"
   "Kiss me back is all you need to do.  It's not weird because I'm your
aunt, is it?"
   I laughed again.  "We've already established that particular dynamic
doesn't work for us, so yeah, it shouldn't be a problem."
   "Good," she said, turning us around so I was now the one against the
sculpture.  "Now don't be tense, a Dutch Kiss is just for the hell of it,
okay?"
   I nodded.
   She certainly didn't seem nervous about it, since she put her arms
around me and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me firmly.  I put my arms
around her back and returned the kiss, thrilling to the feel of her soft
body pressed to mine.  Her wonderful breasts squashed to my chest, her trim
stomach flat with mine and our hips touching.  I felt I stir down there I
had no hope of preventing, but she didn't respond to it.
   Her lips were warm, tasting of a lightly cherry gloss.  Her hair was
next to my face and smelled of herbs.  Her fingers flexed on my back and
she hummed very lightly into my mouth.  I'd kissed plenty of girls before,
but it had never been like this.
   She slowly broke the kiss and looked into my eyes, a hint of a smile on
her face.  "See?  A Dutch Kiss.  And you did well."
   "Thanks," I said, smiling back.  "Like you said, kiss for the hell of
it, right?  Now I just need to find girls to practice on."
   She sighed whimsically and grinned.  "Well, if you find no one smart
enough to volunteer, I suppose you can rely on me."
   "Sounds good," I replied.  "Assuming, of course, that my parents or
anyone they know don't find out."
   "Good point," she admitted.  "Teaching my nephew how to Dutch kiss,
Karen may not quite understand."
   "Then we won't tell her, okay?"
   "Deal," Alexa said, leaning in again and giving me another kiss.  We
then stood and she put her arm through mine while looking around the center
of the maze.  "Crap, I don't even know where we came in, do you?"
   "Possibly, but I think it'd be more fun to rely on your confusion to
escape our prison." I declared, putting my hand over her eyes to shut them
and then spinning her in place a few times.  She giggled and protested but
did not stop me.  I finally stopped her and let her lean on me while she
recovered and then told her to pick a direction.
   She pointed somewhat dazedly in a random direction and I led her into
one of the lanes of the maze.  She sighed and put her head on my shoulder
as we walked, having no clue where we were going and not really trying,
either.  I don't think we were ready to escape the maze yet.
   Ten minutes later, we still hadn't found our way out.  She leaned
against me, laughing.  I held her gently and she finally looked up at me.
   "Alex, it's okay for you to hold me, you know.  I won't break and I've
been held tight by plenty of people I liked a lot less than you."
   I nodded, determined to keep up with her.  I put my arms around her and
held her tight, loving the feel of her luscious body against mine.  She
caressed my back as we hugged and then smelled my chest.
   "You really do smell nice," she said softly.  "Not just what you're
wearing but your body scent."
   "Thanks," I said, my cheek against the head.  "I've gotta admit, your
scent really does it for me too."
   "I noticed," she giggled, causing me to blush.  She smiled and patted my
chest.  "Oh, don't be silly and embarrassed.  If I couldn't get that
reaction out of you then I'd be the one who was embarrassed.  A girl
doesn't keep her body that close to a boy's if she minds a reaction.  It's
natural and I'm flattered."
   "Well be really flattered then, Alexa, because I've never known any girl
as pretty or sexy as you." I admitted.  She didn't say anything for a
moment but looked into my face and caressed the hair on the side of my
head. She smiled somewhat shyly and turned away a little.
   "You're never going to stop earning Dutch Kisses at this rate," she
murmured.  "Shall we keep walking?"
   "Do we plan on staying lost or do you need to see more campus?" I asked
cheerfully.
   "Oh, I don't feel lost with you around," she purred, taking my hand and
walking along.  "So here's the deal- every time we stop to conclude we're
lost, we Dutch Kiss.  Deal?"
   "I've never wanted to stay lost on purpose before." I mused, smirking at
her.  She giggled and pressed herself to me and kissed me again.  I held
her and returned the kiss, noting that she pulled her camera out and
snapped the act before resuming walking, pulling me along by the hand.  We
ended up back at the center and I had to catch her because she was laughing
so hard she almost fell.
   "Oh my God, I suck at this..." she tittered, allowing me to bring her to
a stone bench nestled against one of the hedge walls.  She didn't sit down
beside me but rather on my lap, like it was the most natural thing in the
world.  I knew something would start stirring and hoped she wouldn't feel
it.
   She turned and smirked at me and I knew I was busted.
   "I know, I know," I said quietly.  "Don't be afraid of what's natural."
   "Damn right," she said, wiggling her butt gently against my hips for a
moment.  "Nothing for either of us to be embarrassed about."
   She sat on my lap for a few minutes, seemingly lost in thought.  I sat
patiently, my hands placed gently on her waist while she ruminated about
something.  She took a few pictures of us, one of which showed her kissing
me on the cheek again.  Finally she stood up and took me by the hand,
picking a different route to try and escape the maze.  I think we were both
secretly pleased when we had to admit were were lost again and forced to
share a Dutch Kiss.  She pushed my back against the hedge wall and then
leaned in to kiss me, her feet leaving the ground.  I held her as we
kissed, trying not to worry about crashing through the wall.  Thankfully it
held.
   Her eyes were dancing as she pulled me along again and we finally made
it out on the opposite side we'd entered from.  She clapped and bounced in
delight as we emerged, throwing her arms around me in a big hug.  She may
not have noticed the passers-by staring at us but I certainly did,
especially the women.  It was a pretty damned good feeling.
   "That was so much fun!" she exclaimed, her eyes dancing eagerly.  "You
are definitely the guy to get lost with.  So what shall we do now?  It's
hot today, Karen told me about how muggy this city can get in the summer
because of lake effect, but I didn't quite understand."
   I considered.  "Well, we can either head indoors, or there's an awesome
shade tree not far from here I like to study under.  It's canopy is low but
spreads very wide, almost like one of those savannah trees you see in
NatGeo."
   "That sounds great," she said enthusiastically.  "Let's go there."
   I took her hand and led her to the tree, the sight of which delighted
her.  She said it reminded her of a tree she'd once sat under in the
Zoological Gardens in Berlin.  She flopped down near the base of the trunk,
arms and legs spread out, looking at the boughs and foliage not far above.
   "You were right about how low it was," she remarked, taking more
pictures.  "There's barely two meters of clearance before the canopy. 
That's amazing."
   "It's great to study, because you still feel like you're not completely
exposed, you know?  It feels...  secure." I agreed as I sat down next to
her, looking down at her face.
   "Hm, it'd be a great makeout tree when the traffic was scarce," she
mused, smiling.  "Have to come back here."
   I laughed.  "You'll have no end of volunteers for that activity once
you're attending, best believe it."
   She blushed and then moved over to settle her head onto my lap, one hand
on my thigh and gazing out over the green stretch of the campus.
   "You're so kind," she said softly.  "It'll be great to come here with
you in the new semester."
   I grinned and stroked her hair.  "You pretty much decided?"
   She nodded.  "You guys are my family, I want to be with you while my
life sorts itself out.  Do you suppose that's okay?"
   I gently pulled her up to a semi-sitting position and held her hands,
looking into her eyes.  "I think that's perfect," I said, nodding honestly.
"Alexa, I'm serious, take my room, it's the least I can do for you.  I'll
make the basement my man cave and everyone will be happy.  I'd love to have
you live with us."
   Her eyes shone as she leaned in, taking my cheek in her hand and kissing
me on the lips gently, almost...  lovingly.
   She pulled away from the kiss and sighed happily.  "Alright, show me
more of this campus before my lips get chapped..."
   ***
   We sat in a corner of the cafeteria, one of many spread around the
campus, but this one serviced the several thousand students that attended
the liberal arts buildings.  We'd chosen a remote location that was away
from the main area and partially obscured by plants.  We were drinking
beers and I ate a hoagie while Alexa was powering her way through a burger
excitedly.
   "Ugh, it's so greasy and tasty," she said immediately after swallowing.
"There's four slices of bacon, cheese and an onion ring on here, not to
mention barbecue sauce.  This is so bad for me and it's wonderful!"
   "I'm glad you're enjoying it," I laughed.  "It's just plain old
cafeteria food to me."
   She nodded.  "The food in Europe, speaking from a strictly sybaritic
point of view, is much more flavourful, but this has a quality all its own,
because it's greasy and naughty and so damn bad for me."
   She kept making wry faces and smirking as she drank her bottle of beer,
clearly amused.
   "Don't blame me," I said, holding up my hands.  "I offered you a
perfectly good micro."
   "Yes, but there was a moose on the label," she protested.  "How do you
expect me to equate moose with something tasting good?"
   We laughed and talk more, the food and beverages now gone.  She was
sitting quietly, tracing her fingernail around the mouth of her beer
bottle, something on her mind.
   "So tell me something," she said, smiling at me.  "And be honest.  When
I woke you up this morning, you had, well, you were rather aroused, if
memory serves."
   "Yeah," I said, blushing and rubbing the back of my head.  "Still not
quite over that little fiasco."
   "Maybe, but be honest," she said, speaking quietly now.  "Who or what
were you dreaming of?"
   I raised an eyebrow.  "What is this, truth or dare?"
   She shrugged.  "If you like."
   I sighed.  "I'll be completely honest.  I don't remember.  Once I woke
up like that, I pretty much forgot everything I'd been dreaming about."
   "Poo," she said, pouting prettily.
   "Why, were you hoping it was you causing my boner?" I asked, looking at
her squarely.
   "Well, maybe a little," she admitted, turning her eyes to look at the
floor.  "You have to admit, that would be flattering, wouldn't it?"
   "Yes, I guess it would," I laughed.  "Okay, your turn.  Truth or dare?"
   She looked at me for a moment and her eyes glinted with amusement. 
"Dare."
   She and I both knew I wouldn't dare her to do anything outrageous, since
word traveled around campus quickly and their was no telling what might get
back to my folks, therefore she seemed quite confident in her statement.
   "Alright," I said, wearing a small, evil smile.  "Lift your shirt and
show me your bra.  Five seconds."
   Her eyebrow raised now, but then she peered past the tall plants to make
sure no one was looking our way.  She then took the bottom of her shirt and
raised it up, exposing her bust to me.  My eyes widened as I took in the
sight of her chest- she was easily a 38DD in North American sizes and the
black, lacy bra she was wearing deserved an award for the incredible job it
did of somehow containing them.
   Then her eyes went wide as I pulled my own phone out from its concealed
position on my lap and snapped a picture of her, fully exposed.  I grinned
evilly and she whispered something under her breath.  It sounded like
'perkele', but I couldn't be sure.
   Five seconds was over way too fast and she lowered her shirt, looking at
me in amusement.  "See anything you like?" she asked impertinently,
swirling her finger in some barbecue sauce still on her wax paper and then
bringing it to her mouth to suck it off while still looking at me.
   I took a deep breath and sighed.  "Absolutely.  I expected you to
refuse."
   "Glad I didn't?"
   "Oh yeah." I said heavily.  "You're beautiful, Alexa."
   "Well, it's not the first time you've said so, therefore I believe you,"
she said cheerfully.  "But you snapping that pic at the last moment?  Well
done."
   "You're rather, um, unashamed about your body." I said, trying to sound
delicate.
   She shrugged.  "It's only a bra.  My bikini tops are smaller than that
and I'm supposed to be seen in those.  People are so hung up and repressed
here about the silliest things."
   Alexa then grinned.  "And yes, you'll get to see my bikini top, probably
tonight if we use the hot tub.  Sound good?"
   "Uh, yeah, sounds great," I said, stumbling over myself at the thought
of her tits restrained only by a tiny bikini top.  "You have a deal."
   "Glad to hear it," she said casually, rising to her feet and adjusting
the bottom of her tight shirt.  "Show me some more buildings and then it'll
be time to meet up with Karen and Mike.  I want my last two hours to
count."
   I showed her around some more and aside from holding my arm, nothing
noteworthy happened for the majority of the tour.  It was only close to the
end and a couple of minutes before we were due to meet my parents that she
deviated from the tour plan.  We were in the botanical sciences building
when she decided to visit one of the greenhouses.  She took me by the hand
and dragged me into one, enthralled by all the flora around us.  It was one
of the more tropical greenhouses and quite humid inside.
   It was also empty of guests, except for us.
   She stopped beneath some large palm trees, turning to look up at me, her
hands on my chest.  She smiled warmly at me, her eyes deep and crystalline.
   "Alex, this has been a great day," she said softly.  "You showed me
around the university I'm going to go to, you've kept me laughing and
entertained, but most of all, you've been wonderful and kind to me.  I've
needed that a lot recently, and you're not just my family but you're
becoming a very good and dear friend to me.  Very quickly.  I want and even
need you to know I appreciate it.  So much."
   I smiled and nodded, trying not to shift back and forth from foot to
foot nervously.  "I- thanks, Alexa.  You've really come to mean a lot to
me, too.  And quickly.  I-"
   She put a finger over my lips, silencing me, still looking into my eyes.
"I brought you here because we're going to be around company soon, and
constantly.  I wanted to give you one last kiss.  I don't know if it's
technically a Dutch Kiss, but it's an expression of my genuine appreciation
for what you've done for me and also who you are.  Do you understand what I
mean?"
   I nodded.
   "Good," she said, putting her arms around my shoulders.  "Then kiss
me..."
   I didn't hesitate.  I took her into my arms and pressed my lips to hers.
Her body almost seemed to melt against me and the world fell away, our
existence no bigger than the tiny space beneath a greenhouse palm tree, but
vaster than the whole universe.  I could feel my heart and hers beating
together, lost in an eternal moment.
   Lost with this beautiful girl.  My friend.
   My aunt.
   And I really didn't care at that moment.
   ***
   We were laughing and having a great time while we ladled out our
portions of food from the various boiling pots ensconced in our round
table. Mom, dad and I came to this place frequently while Alexa had been to
several such restaurants in Europe so we were all at home here.  Alexa
seemed to have an impressive appetite when she was relaxed and comfortable,
because she ate several helpings of beef, lamb and vegetables by herself.
Pretty sure only my dad ate more than she did, and that was just to prove
he could.
   Toward the end of the meal, mom excused herself to go the ladies room
while dad got up to pay the bill.  There was silence until we were sure
they were out of range and then Alexa smirked at me, patting her finger
gently against her lips.
   "You sure that my lipstick and gloss were back on correctly when we met
up with them?" she asked, giggling nervously.  "You took my original
coating of it right off my mouth with that kiss, you know."
   I smirked at her.  "This from the woman who tried to suck my fillings
out when a Dutch Kiss unexpectedly became a French kiss."
   "Psh, you don't have any fillings," she retorted.  "And yeah, that kiss
did get a little intense, didn't it?"
   I nodded.  "Yeah, it did.  Good thing we managed to stop ourselves right
before that old prof came in to check on his plants, right?"
   She let out a low exhale.  "Yeah.  The prof..."
   "And I'm still baffled as to how you managed to snap yet another picture
during that." I laughed.  "But yes, your lipstick was perfect once you
reapplied it," I added assuringly.  "They didn't give it a second glance.
We tidied ourselves up pretty well."
   "Heads up..." she said suddenly, indicating my mom's return.  I went
back to picking at the last of my food while Alexa brought up some generic
subject and I nodded in response without really looking at her.
   "God save me, Alex," my mom exclaimed as she walked up, giving me a
withering glance.  "The minute your father and I leave the table you become
a virtual lump!  Can't you entertain a pretty girl for two minutes on your
own without spacing out?"
   "Sorry." I mumbled.
   Mom looked at her sister.  "You're sure he didn't just dump you
on-campus and didn't wander off in a fog?"
   Alexa nodded.  "He did just fine.  He showed me around the buildings
where I would likely be taking my courses and his answers were both
succinct and lucid."
   "Thanks for the endorsement." I muttered, earning me a caress on my shin
from her foot under the table.
   Mom sighed.  "I swear, if your father had been one tenth the doughhead
you're proving to be around girls, I never would have given him a second
date, no matter how cute his butt was."
   "What's this about my butt?" dad asked as he strode up while Alexa
snickered.
   Mom tilted her head at me while looking at him.  "Prince Charming here
did 'just fine' in showing his aunt around campus, with responses to her
queries ranging from succinct all the way to lucid."
   "Wow, good job," dad teased, grinning at me.  "Keep it up and maybe we
can get you a job in the campus hospital as an anesthesiologist."
   Alexa now burst out laughing and my mother just rolled her eyes at my
dad's sense of humour, something she'd endured for well over twenty-five
years.  Me?  I just sat there and looked disgruntled.  It was now part of
an act Alexa and I had agreed to, in order to keep my parents from finding
out how close we were becoming.
   We left the restaurant and Alexa was about to get into my car with me
when my mom stopped her, shaking her head.
   "Allie, drive home with Michael, if you will," she said, easing her by
the shoulder towards my dad's 4x4.  "I want to have a word with Emily Post
here about keeping good company."
   Alexa looked at me before she climbed into the car and gave me a small
wave, a gesture I did not return.  The trip home consisted of my mother
lecturing me about being nicer and more accommodating to my aunt.
   "I don't understand," she groused.  "You both love languages, you both
love political sciences, you love anthropology and history...  you two
should be getting along like gangbusters."
   I said nothing but merely sighed.
   "I'm pretty sure she's making an effort to reach out to you, so what's
the deal?" she asked, looking at me.  "She's your aunt, Alex, and she's
much closer to your age than she is to mine, that should make it easy for
you.  The only thing she and I really have in common is sharing a mother
and we're both frighteningly smart."
   "Well, as long as you're modest about it." I quipped, trying not to
smirk as I drove.
   "Don't you snark at me, Doctor House," mom warned shooting me a look. 
"I don't care if you need to reach so far down that you pull yourself
inside out, you are going to be engaging and friendly from now on. 
Capisci?"
   "Yes..." I sighed.
   ***
   Later that night, my mom and dad received a phone call from a colleague
who wanted their assistance with some issue.  The friend lived on the far
side of town and dad suspected they might stay and would not be back til
morning.  And while they seemed to think that Alexa was perfectly capable
of looking after herself, mom gave me a stern advice squarely in the middle
of the kitchen where dad and her sister could hear her.
   "And as for you," she began, her arms folded as she looked me dead in
the eye.  "Don't you dare disappear downstairs to play games or watch
movies or whatever.  At least not without your aunt.  Watch a movie with
her in the living room or teach her to play a game, whatever.  But you damn
well socialize and be nice."
   "Ja wohl, mein mommadant..." I grumbled.  She looked at me once more
before shaking her head and then hugging her sister goodbye.  Dad patted me
on the shoulder and followed mom out to the car.  Once the door closed,
Alexa and I walked into the dark living room and looked out the big bay
window, making sure they actually left.  Once they were gone, she turned to
look at me and smirked.
   "You know," she began, poking me in the chest.  "You wouldn't get so
much crap if you were nicer to me..."
   At this I started laughing, all my accumulated grumpiness draining away.
I pulled her to me and hugged her close, enjoying the feel of her body and
the way she hugged me back.
   "Big challenge," I retorted.  "How could I be nicer to the woman I was
playing tonsil hockey with less than three hours ago?"
   "Well, yes, but that was more of an impromptu shinny game that a
scheduled match," she pointed out.  "Not that it wasn't a good one,
though."
   I shook my head.  "Still can't believe you know things about hockey. 
Most Europeans don't know shit about it."
   "Except the Swedes and the Finns," she chided.  "That and I'm not
actually European."
   "I know, it's still weird, though," I sighed.  "Okay, so I have to be
courteous and nice and keep you entertained.  What wouldst milady like to
do?"
   She pondered.  "You think they'll be back tonight?"
   "Unlikely," I replied.  "They never are when they go to see the
Stevensons."
   "Then it's easy," she said brightly.  "Jacuzzi."
   "Deal.  I'll go fire it up and then get some beers." I declared.  She
clapped happily and ran off upstairs.  I went out to the back verandah and
uncovered the hot tub.  I loved our backyard, it was large and surrounded
by tall conifers and willows, meaning we had privacy from neighbours who
might feel nosy.  Once it rumbled to life, I went inside and got a six pack
of beers, the ones with the moose on the label, just so Alexa had to try
it.
   I went down to the basement and found my bathing shorts, changing into
them quickly before going back upstairs and grabbing two plush towels from
the closet where we kept supplies for the hot tub.  I lit the citronella
candles around the deck, making sure that bugs would be a minimal bother.
The last touch was to uncover and turn on the stereo and mp3 player
attached to the hot tub.  Not only would we have beer and be bug-free, we'd
also have whatever music we liked.
   "You nearly ready down there?" Alexa called from the window almost
directly above me, which happened to be my old bedroom window.
   "All set," I replied, giving her the thumbs up even though I couldn't
see her because the light in the room was off.  "C'mon down when you're
ready, I'm gettin' in."
   I clambered in and settled down on one side of the tub, facing the
screen door so I could see Alexa when she came out.  The night was gorgeous
and I turned on some light jazz music.  Maybe two minutes later, the screen
door opened and Alexa came outside, wrapped in a towel and carry her small
purse.  She smiled brightly when she saw me.
   "Glad to see you're settled in and relaxed!" she said as she let the
towel drop away from her body.  I couldn't help it, my eyes went wide- she
was wearing one of the smallest bikinis I'd ever seen.  Her incredible
breasts were barely restrained by the shiny black material, even more
perfect than my imagination had allowed for.  Not that I was complaining,
mind you.
   She undid and flung aside her top, freeing her breasts from their tiny
confines.  She was walking up the small wooden steps and preparing to get
in when she saw my face and paused, initially wondering what was wrong but
then smirking.  "What?  Is this about my boobs?"
   "You, uh, seem to have misplaced your top..." I rasped, my throat rather
dry.
   "No, I left it right where it belongs," she replied, pointing toward the
deck, where it lay in a tiny heap.  "Why would I keep myself restrained in
a bikini top once I knew your Karen and Mike weren't going to be joining
us?"
   "I...  well okay, fair point," I said, recovering.  "It's just
unexpected is all."
   She shrugged.  "Not like you have to wear a top when you go to the beach
or go swimming, is it?" she countered, now stepping inside the pool.  I
took in the sight of her whole body now and it was simply perfect.  Her
shoulders were supple and smooth.  Her breasts were full and in spite of
their size they didn't sag, with small pink areolas and nipples on her fair
skin.  Her torso nipped down into a trim stomach and gorgeous hips.  Her
bikini bottom was very small, leaving little to the imagination and as she
stepped over the wall of the jacuzzi to get in I could see the fabric that
covered her pussy giving way, allowing a peek at her netherlips.
   She settled in and sighed happily, sitting opposite me.  "Now this is
going to be wonderful," she sighed.  "Beer me, please?"
   I shook myself out of my reverie and grabbed one of the beers while she
took another picture with her phone, opening the top and passing it to her.
She looked at the label and smiled wryly.  "The moose, hm?"
   "Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it, right?" I replied, taking a stiff
pull from my own bottle in order to help calm myself after that wondrous
display.  She considered and then nodded, taking a decent swig of it and
then held it in her mouth, grading the contents.  She swallowed and
grinned.
   "Passable when served cold," she declared.  "An acceptable offering."
   "Thank you, oh goddess of European swag-beers," I teased, laughing.  "Do
you actually like it or are you just being polite?"
   By way of response, she put the bottle to her lips and drained it
easily. The then clunked it down on the side of the jacuzzi and looked at
me.  "I'll take another."
   "My kinda girl." I said, grabbing another and twisting off the top
before handing it to her.  She looked confused for a moment.
   "I thought these weren't twist-off caps," she said.  "Didn't you use the
bottle-opener on the first one?"
   "Oh, uh, yeah, I guess I did." I mused, not really thinking much about
it.  "Don't worry, the seals are good."
   "It's not that," Alexa stated, still confused by something.  "Let me see
one of the unopened bottles, if you don't mind?"
   I passed her one and she tried to twist the top off with her hands.  She
paused to dry her hands thoroughly on her towel and tried again,
unsuccessfully.  She sighed and handed it back to me.  "Could you, please?"
   I shrugged and twisted the top off, displaying the defeated bottle.  She
giggled and smiled at me.  "Well, you're definitely strong."
   "Oh, thanks, yeah, I guess I am," I said, putting the bottle down next
to the one I was finishing.  "I swim competitively at the university and
work out, so I'm probably stronger than your average freshman."
   "Going to be big and brawny like your old man the professor one day?"
she teased, winking at me.
   "Probably," I replied, enchanted by her lovely smile.  "Can't bulk up
while I'm swimming, but dad says to make sure I work out all my muscle
groups in a gym so that my body doesn't adapt exclusively to the swimmer's
build."
   "Smart cookie, your dad," she remarked casually, taking another pull of
her beer and taking a picture of the bottle before looking at me.  "But
this isn't fair," she said, gesturing at me now with her hand.  "You've
seen me and my boobs now, I haven't seen you shirtless.  Stand up, let's
take a look."
   Knowing better than to resist (and not wanting to, even if I was
nervous), I put my beer down and stood up, water cascading off me as I
showed myself to her.  Alexa took in the sight of me and grinned widely.
   "Vaizdeliai," she said under her breath as she stared at my body, a
smile playing over her face.  I wasn't surprised when she took a couple of
pics of me.  "Come closer."
   I moved forward and she put her hand out and ran her palm over my
defined pecs and then over my stomach, which, I am proud to say, definitely
had a six pack these days after months of working out my abs.  I had to try
not to shiver as the pads of her fingers traced down my skin.
   "Definitely explains why hugging you feels so good," she said softly. 
"That's quite the master-crafted work you've got going on, Alex."
   "Thanks," I said, hoping my voice didn't quaver at her touch.  "Takes
work, but it's worth it."
   She stood now, her magnificent body glistening with water, it was mere
inches from mine when she looked up into my eyes, her own deep and emotive.
   "Hug me?" she asked in the softest voice ever.
   I drew her to me and wrapped my arms around her.  Her soft breasts
pressed to my chest, her stomach to mine, hips once again touching.  I
could feel our hearts beating and was acutely aware of how erotic this
whole situation was- I was hugging an incredibly hot girl in my jacuzzi and
we were both mostly naked.
   But there was more to this somehow.  Alexa was my family, someone who
had experienced great loss, moved to a new world and needed comfort.  She
considered me her friend, not just a family member.  This realization
didn't not make the situation any less sexual in my mind, whatever it was
in hers, but it added certain depths and dimensions to it that might bear
consideration in the future.
   She kept her cheek on my shoulder, eyes closed as she caressed my back.
We hugged for close to a minute before she looked up into my face and
pressed her lips to mine.  We held one another, sharing the kiss and I'd
finally given up on trying to contain or suppress my body's reactions to
this sort of thing.  She finally broke the kiss and giggled.
   "Don't worry about it," she said softly.  "Wouldn't have hugged you if I
was afraid of that."
   She sat down again, taking my hand and pulling me to sit down beside her
instead of on the other side of the hot tub.  She was sitting on a higher
shelf now so that her breasts were above the waterline and I could see them
clearly.
   "You might as well get used to them, they're not going anywhere," she
said, smiling at me.  "Girls around here must be so uptight if this is how
people react to a little skin."
   I shrugged.  "Doesn't help that you're hands-down the prettiest girl I
know.  Seriously."
   She smiled and caressed my cheek.  "I'll take your word for it, it's
good for my ego.  Then again, so is telling myself that I was responsible
for that dream of yours this morning."
   "You probably were, even if I can't remember it." I admitted.  "You were
the last thing I was thinking about when I went to sleep."
   "Well that's gratifying to hear," she said sweetly.  She took another
pull from her beer and then stood up, wiggling over to get the remaining
unopened beers and bring them back to us.  I tried not to stare but
apparently failed miserably because she giggled as she caught me.  "Oh
you..."
   We sat and drank more beer while looking out into the darkness, letting
the music play.  I had put my arm around her and she snuggled closer,
pressed into my side.  She took more pictures, including some of us turning
our heads in to kiss.  Eventually, though, she made a wry face and reached
down under the water.  She fiddled around with something and then casually
tossed her bikini bottoms out of the jacuzzi and onto the deck.  My eyes
went wide again, since she was now sitting next to me completely naked.
   "What?" she said, giving me a quizzical look.  "Water's really warm, it
was uncomfortable.  And bikinis are for beaches, if even then.  How do you
put up with it?"
   "Got me," I sighed, reaching down with my free hand and shimmying off my
swim shorts before throwing them aside with hers.  "Better?"
   "Consider it gender equality," she said lightly, smiling.  "So, what
shall we do?"
   I considered, trying not to sound apprehensive.  "Anything that doesn't
require me to stand up."
   Alexa fell forward, giggling at my statement.  "Oh, my God, you are too
funny," she wheezed.  "Well, that answers my question, we need to make you
finally relax."
   She rose out of the water facing away from me.  I was treated to the
sight of her magnificent ass.  She turned her head and smiled at me.  "This
is my butt.  I have one, just like everyone else."
   "It isn't like everyone else's." I thought to myself.
   She brought her hands back and gave her butt cheeks a squeeze and a bit
of a bounce.  She then turned around and cupped her breasts.  "These are my
boobs, I believe you've seen them before.  And this..."
   She now stepped a little closer to me and put one of her feet up on a
sitting ledge, opening her legs to me.  "This is Táohuāyuán."
   In spite of my shock, I smiled.  "That means 'peach blossom garden' in
Mandarin."
   She smirked at me, her legs not moving as she presented herself.  "You
know Mandarin?"
   "Teaching myself," I replied, staring staring stupidly.  She shaved her
pussy and it now glistened at me, still wet from the hot tub.  Her lips
were perfect, the hood of her clit modestly covering its treasure.  "Not
that I'm really good, but I like to think I'm making progress."
   "Well then," she said, lowering her leg casually and standing in front
of me.  "You'll have to teach me."
   "I...might not be any good at that," I said haltingly.  "I can-"
   She now leaned in and pressed my face between her breasts, holding me
there so I almost couldn't breathe.  I struggled for just a moment before
realizing that was completely stupid of me.
   "You...  will...  give...  auntie...  what...  she...  wants..." Alexa
said firmly, still holding me in place.  "Am I achieving clarity?"
   I mumbled a response and gave her a thumbs up.  She released me and and
I fell back into my seat, taking deep breaths and shaking my head to clear
it.  I finally exhaled deeply and she sat down next to me and looked at me,
one arms resting on the edge of the hot tub while she traced a fingernail
over my pecs.
   "It's not going to be this difficult to get you to relax all the time,
is it?" she asked.
   "No," I replied finally.  "You're just...  unusually liberated about
things, I guess."
   She shrugged.  "I'm not claiming the all European ways are superior to
the ones we have here, but there are things I grew up with and have no
intention of relinquishing, one of which is to not be so uptight about the
human body.  I know I can't be like that all the time, but I'm hoping I can
at least be like that around you."
   "Trust me, I'm not objecting," I said.  "I'm just playing catch up, you
know?"
   "Good," she said.  "Your turn.  Stand up."
   I was very quite for several moments.  "That's...  not a good idea."
   "Because we're naked in a jacuzzi and we've kissed and I nearly
suffocated you with my boobs so now you're turned on?" she said plainly. 
"Well, how do you know I wasn't when I showed myself to you?"
   "Harder to tell with a girl," I muttered.  "Especially when you're in
the water."
   "Okay, fair point," she laughed.  "At least that proves you're not a
virgin.  Still, there's no point in being neurotic about it, I'm not going
to freak out because you have a hard-on."
   I sighed again.  "Because you'd be embarrassed if I didn't, right?  Fair
enough..."
   I moved forward in the water and stood, facing away from her.  She got a
good view of my toned butt before I slowly turned around, my massive
erection bobbing above the water.  A huge, almost giddy smile played across
her face before she giggled.
   "Good thing you moved away before you turned around or you'd have put my
eye out," she said cheerfully.  "That tent post you were pitching this
morning wasn't a lie, you're really hung, Alex."
   "Thanks," I said, rubbing the back of my head but actually feeling
myself relax with her scrutiny.  "Wish I could claim credit for it, but
it's just what I was given."
   "Well, it suits the rest of you perfectly," she purred, patting the seat
next to her and allowing me to sit again.  "I'm really hoping that you and
I can be casual around each other, Alex, because with other people around,
it won't be possible and I'll miss it."
   "I understand." I said.  "I'd be happy to, just give me a knowing wink
or something if I'm going all provincial on you."
   "Of course," she said, leaning in and hugging me.  "Here, let me rub
your shoulders, you're tense."
   She moved me down onto a lower seat and then sat above me, her legs on
either side of my body.  She began rubbing my shoulders with her hands,
which kneaded into the meat where I seemingly had knots I didn't know were
there.  The warmth of her body so close to me kept me hard and I was glad I
was sitting deep in the water.
   "You're very strong," she said softly, still massaging.  "I love how
your body feels."
   "You're really good at massage," I murmured, relaxing in spite of my
boner.  "You've got a magic touch."
   "Karen says you're a natural too," she whispered, her mouth near my ear.
"You'll have to reciprocate for me one day."
   We were silent for some time while she massaged my neck, shoulders and
upper back.  Finally, she hugged herself to me, her breasts squashing into
my back and her face next to mine.
   "Feel better?" she asked.
   "My shoulders feel great," I said readily.  "Thank you."
   "Well at least some of you is relaxed now," she quipped.  "You'll have
your work cut out for you later."
   I blinked.  "Come again?"
   "Pardon the expression," she said, giggling.  "I was saying that you've
got some major tension issues elsewhere, Alex, getting rid of it will be a
challenge."
   "What?  Oh..." I said, finally cluing in as to what she was talking
about.  "Yeah, that'll...  take some work."
   She laughed.  "You're allowed to say you masturbate, Alex, it's fine. 
God knows I do often enough, it keeps me sane.  And with all the change
happening in my life right now, I am going to be doing it a lot, I
imagine."
   Every once in a while, you could hear a tiniest note of worry in her
voice, which was so at odds with her normal confidence.  Sometimes it was
hard to remember she was a nineteen year-old girl preparing to go to
university in a country she'd never been to before but was actually from.
   I didn't know what else to do, so I pulled her to me and hugged her. 
She melted into my arms and held me tight, her face pressed to my shoulder.
I stood up and took her with me, holding her hands in mine as I looked down
into her eyes while we stood together in the middle of the jacuzzi.
   "We're all here for you, Alexa," I said gently and honestly.  "I know
mom and dad will do everything they can, and I promise I will too.  I want
you to be happy, especially while you're here with us."
   "Alex..." she murmured, looking into my eyes and touching my face.  "May
I?"
   I smiled.  "Another Dutch kiss?"
   "It might be a little more than that..." she said as she pressed her
lips to mine and kissed me deeply, not unlike the kiss we'd shared earlier
in the day at the greenhouse.  This one, however, was intentional and we
held one another tight as our mouths opened and tongues began to tangle.  I
could feel my massive erection pressed up flat against her stomach,
throbbing as it yearned for release.  I could feel her breasts squashed to
me and how they moved against my muscles while she pulled herself closer to
me.
   Alexa moaned gently into my mouth, her hands wandering down my back and
finally finding my cheeks, gripping them.  I did the same, allowing my
hands to trail down, exploring her sensuous curves before finding the pert
cheeks and grasping them.  She moaned as I gave them a squeeze.  Our
tongues wrestled between us, bodies beginning to tremble with was becoming
an undeniable desire.  I could feel her belly beginning to squirm against
my cock.
   In spite of the fact that the kiss became more fearsome, she seemed to
be trying to restrain herself somehow.  Her hands pulled me closer, our
hips meeting and I reciprocated.  My heart was thundering in my chest and I
could feel hers too.  She actually pulled herself up and into my hands,
which she now sat in as she kissed me.  I was holding her in the middle of
the jacuzzi while we made out.  My cock had slid down beneath her and was
standing in front of me, touching the bottom of her pussy and her ass.
   "God..." she whispered.  "No...  not yet...  not yet..."
   Very slowly, with great difficulty, we broke the kiss and remained
still, just breathing.  She was still sitting in my hands, my cock running
beneath her.  She looked into my eyes as I slowly lowered her down to her
feet.  She didn't react as she settled over my cock, which sat beneath her
rigidly.  She kept her arms around me and looked into my eyes.
   "That was close..." she sighed.  "Just...  hold me for a little while
longer..."
   She now turned around and nestled back against me, making sure my
throbbing shaft was still running beneath her pussy, now poking out in
front of her.  I wrapped my arms around her and she leaned back against me,
exhaling and putting her hands on my arms.  She didn't seem to mind my cock
beneath her.  The feeling of her soft cheeks against my hips...
   "I'm glad we can be close like this," she said quietly.  "Do you promise
we can be casual like this?"
   "I promise."
   She nodded and then led me back to the seats, where we settled down
again with her sitting on me, facing out.  My cock stood between her
thighs, her pussylips resting against it.  I held her while she snuggled
back into me.  In spite of my erection, I felt calm.  She tilted her head
back and kissed me on the cheek.
   "I want to say something..." she whispered.
   She stood up and brought me with her.  Looking off into the night, she
took a deep breath.  She looked back at me and her eyes were almost
smouldering.
   "Alex, I know I've kept you aroused all day, teasing you and kissing and
so on," she said in a voice barely above a whisper.  "It wouldn't be fair
of me to make you work out all that tension on your own, wouldn't it?"
   I blushed.  "You- y'don't have to-"
   "Shhhh," she said, smiling at me.  "Just trust me, okay?"
   I nodded and she now bent forward, resting her forearms on the edge of
the jacuzzi.  Her incredible ass was pressing against my raging cock.  She
looked back at me and wiggled her behind.
   "Go ahead and cum," she breathed.  "Don't fuck me, but make yourself
cum, okay?  It's the least I can do after how nice you've been..."
   One thing that is obvious in a situation like this is that you don't say
not to the girl's suggestion, because she just put herself out there and
rejecting an offer is both stupid and dangerous.  I nodded and took hold of
her hips, pressing my cock up between her cheeks.  It felt wonderful and we
both shivered as I began to move against her.
   "Go on, darling," she purred, resting on her hands now and helping me by
squirming her ass in slow circles.  "And don't worry, I can make myself cum
too..."
   I didn't hold back and slid my cock back and forth between her cheeks,
causing us both to moan.  Alexa squirmed and purred in response to my
movements.  We could both feel my cock throbbing and pulsing as I ground it
against her ass.
   "Gn, God..." she moaned.  "Slip it between my legs if you like..."
   I took hold of my cock and I brought it down her ass to beneath her
pussylips, but the head dragged over them, splitting them slightly, as well
as brushing her clit before finding the gap between her legs.  She gasped
and giggled at the touch.
   "Naughty boy," she whispered.  "Go ahead and fuck my legs.  My pussy's
nice and wet on top of you."
   As good as her ass had felt, this was even better, pressing me closer to
her.  She squeezed her legs tight around my shaft, allowing me to pump back
and forth.  I could indeed feel her slippery pussy on top of my shaft and
it was heaven.  If I focused, I could feel them splitting along the length
of my cock as I slid back and forth, even her tiny clit brushed by the
bulging head as it went through.
   "Mmmmmm, Alex..." she breathed, arching her back and squirming back
against me.  "I think we both needed this after today..."
   I nodded, not really able to speak.  My hips trembled as I pushed back
and forth, fucking her thighs.  Strong and slow strokes we could both feel.
She squeezed and wriggled her inner thighs around me.  Her fingers flexed
and gripped the edge of the jacuzzi.  Our movements became stronger and
faster.  I could feel that wonderful, familiar tingle beginning to build in
my balls and I knew when I came that it was going to be hard.
   "Are you close, Alex?" she panted, still grinding against me.
   "Uh-huh!" I grunted, not able to say more.
   "Gnnnn, me too," Alexa moaned, squirming faster.  "Oh, God, we'll
cum..."
   We both panted and strained, my hands gripping her hips as I strained
against her, gritting my teeth...
   Alexa and I moaned as loudly as we dared when we came together,
squeezing her thighs tighter than ever around my cock.  I began to spurt,
thick, gooey ropes shooting from my pulsing head.  I drew back between her
thighs and began pumping my shaft furiously with my fist, my cum
splattering over her ass and lower back.  She groaned through clenched
teeth as she pushed back against me, shuddering.  I was still cumming when
she turned herself around, leaning back against the edge of the jacuzzi and
letting me cum on her tits and her stomach.
   "Ohhh, God!" she panted, reaching down and fingering her gooey pussy as
I continued to cum, my pearly white offering glistening on her skin.  I
couldn't believe how hard I was cumming and leaned forward over her, using
one hand to support myself while I kept jerking off.  I looked down our
bodies and watched her fingers skillfully manipulating her pussy, her pink
inside wet with cum.
   Finally I seemed to slow down, my breath coming to me in heaves as I
tried to compose myself.  Alexa seemed to be calming down too, her eyes
meeting mine as we slowly pleasured ourselves, coming down from our shared
bliss.  We stared at one another, saying nothing before I stood back up and
she sighed and sat on the edge of the jacuzzi.
   "Well," she said, looking down at her body, which glistened with my
sticky cum.  "Either I teased you into a total frenzy today or you were
really pent up.  She drew her index through a huge glob on her breasts and
pulled it away, a long strand leading back to her soft flesh.  She smiled
as she rubbed it between her fingers before taking another glob and popping
it into her mouth and humming, apparently pleased.
   She looked at me and smirked.  "You finished?"
   I looked down at my cock, which was still ramrod-erect as it stood out
in front of me.  Cum still dribbled from the head.  I tried not to blush.
   "That might be why you have no dates," she quipped, winking at me. 
"Girls are afraid you're going to rip them apart or drown them.  That was
really something."
   She beckoned me to come closer and I complied.  She put her hand around
my shaft and began stroking slowly, squeezing gently toward the tip.  She
smiled as more cum began dribbling out, leaning in and pressing the
cockhead against her breasts, smearing the cum around on her skin.  I
shivered at her touch and she giggled.
   "Quite the effect I have you, isn't it?" she said lightly.  She held my
cock up at an angle and examined it, as if assessing it for quality or
defects.  Another squeeze of her thumb along the vein on the bottom and she
conjured up yet another glob of my cum.  She put her mouth over the tip and
sucked the cum off me before releasing me and grinning.
   "Look at me," she said, gesturing to her cum soaked torso.  "Hard to
believe only one guy did this."
   "What can I say?" I replied.  "You bring it out in me."
   "Literally, apparently." Alexa mused.  "God, look at my little peach
blossom..."
   I joined her in looking at her hips and my eyes went wide- her pussy was
completely sticky and drenched in my cum, which had trickled down from her
tits and stomach.  She rubbed her fingers against it, pulling them up to
look at them.  She licked them and then smirked at me.  "Hope you're proud
of yourself, getting me all goopy like this."
   I smiled.  "Kinda, yeah."
   This made her giggle again and she pulled me to her and we hugged, my
cock stuck straight up between us.  I made a noise of protest as she
squirmed, smearing my own cum all over me from her body.  She kissed me,
holding me to her.  I loved kissing her and she seemed quite partial to
kissing me, so this was a great arrangement.
   She broke the kiss and cupped my cheeks in her hands, pressing her
forehead to me.
   "Just when we thought our day couldn't get any more enjoyable, right?"
she purred.
   "I have to agree, yeah," I said, rubbing my nose against hers.  "Hard to
believe we've only known each other two days, isn't it?"
   "Possibly, but maybe we've known each other a lot longer," she said,
pulling her head back a little bit to look into my eyes while she stroked a
hand through my hair.  "Maybe we just weren't in the same place at the same
time for it."
   I knew what she meant, but that was a little deep for me since I'd
basically just cum my brains out.  She giggled and poked my nose.  She then
leaned back again and looked down at our bellies, where my cock waited
between us.  She took it in her hand and trailed it down her stomach and
finally letting it touch her pussylips, which she toyed it against.
   "Two days..." she murmured.  "It doesn't feel like it..."
   Alexa finally looked up at me, her eyes shining with a sated serenity.
"We should clean ourselves up, Alex.  I think you might need to change the
jacuzzi water too."
   "I'm thinking you might be right," I replied, nodding and staring while
she teased my cock against her pussy.  "There's a little stand-up shower
around the corner of the deck if we want to use that to wash off."
   "I'd love to," she said heavily.  "But I don't trust myself at the
moment.  I'd...  I'd better use the shower upstairs."
   "Yeah, that's probably a good idea," I agreed, knowing what she meant.
"But it was a wonderful day and night, wasn't it?"
   Alexa smiled warmly.  "The best.  Let's just rinse off in here and then
head to our showers, okay?"
   We both knelt in the hot tub and got the sticky effluences off us.  She
then exited the tub and grabbed her towel and drying off.  She waited for
me to get out and dry myself before I set the water on the jacuzzi to empty
and then to refill early in the morning.  We walked into the house together
and stopped in the open area where the stairs up to her room went one way
and mine down to the basement went the other.  She turned to look up at me.
   "Thank you, Alex," she said softly.  "Today was...  wonderful."
   I nodded.  "I hope it was one tenth as good for you as it was for me,
Alexa."
   "It was, I promise you," she said, stepping closer.  "I've got to go
upstairs and get away from you for the rest of the night, but...  one more
kiss?"
   I nodded and we melted into one another's embrace, mouths meeting and
tongues tangling as we kissed deeply and lovingly.  Maybe my body was just
tired from my colossal orgasm, but the feel of her beautiful body was not
arousing so much as it was comforting.  Even her pussy pressed to my now
soft cock was not thrilling, it just felt...  right...
   We stopped kissing and she took her phone out of her tiny purse and took
one more picture of the two of us before she said goodnight and wiggled her
way up the stairs, looking back to make sure I was watching her ass as she
exited.
   Down in the shower, scrubbing my skin, I finally asked myself a question
that should have been pestering me all damn day...
   "Who the hell can she possibly show those pictures to?" I wondered.
   ***
   I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling when my phone bipped at
me. I picked it up to see the message.
   "Skype?"
   I smiled cheerfully as I set my my computer up and was rewarded with the
sight of my lovely aunt once Skype was active.  She beamed a smile and
waved at me.
   "Hi," she chirped.  "You still naked?"
   "Yup." I replied simply.
   "Prove it..." she dared, smirking.
   I nodded and led moved my laptop to allow the webcam to trail down my
body, eventually revealing my resting manhood.  I brought it back to my
face.
   "Your turn." I countered.  She grinned and stepped back from her
computer, revealing her gloriously naked body.  She teased my by squirming
and grinding around in a small circle like she was dancing to some music
only she could hear.
   "Are you positive your parents are gone for the night?" she asked,
coming back to her screen and resting her chin on her forearms.
   "Mostly, but not for sure," I replied, bummed that I wasn't completely
certain and couldn't be.  "I'd love to say yes, but even a ten percent
chance is the wrong ten percent to bet on."
   "Poo," she sighed.  "I could've used a snuggle buddy tonight, but that
just sounds like an unnecessary risk, doesn't it?"
   "Afraid so," I agreed.  She must have been wonderful to sleep next to.
"Bummer."
   She giggled.  "Always loved that expression when I heard it.  But I did
have a suggestion for you, if you're amenable."
   "Shoot."
   "Well, we've seen each other naked and, well, after tonight in the
jacuzzi, I'm thinking we're probably reasonably comfortable with one
another's bodies, yes?"
   I nodded.  I think it was safe to say we'd broken a few barriers today.
   "Well, if we've agreed to leave our computers and Skype open, I think it
goes without saying that we can be naked while sleeping, right?"
   "I'd like that," I said readily.  "I hate sleeping in clothes anyway."
   She seemed delighted.  "Good!  I'll make sure you can see me for the
night and you do the same!  Thank you again for a wonderful day, Alex!  Bon
nuit!"
   She kissed two of her fingers and pressed them against the webcam lens
before heading back to her bed.  She slowly crawled onto it, facing away
from me and looked back to make sure I was still watching.  She wiggled her
bum at me, her pussy peeking out from between her cheeks.  I reciprocated
by placing my laptop in the position she would watch me from and waved my
limp cock at her in a gesture of goodbye.  I then turned off my lights and
climbed into bed.
   Today had been so incredible in so many ways.  What could tomorrow
possibly hold?
   ***
   to be continued....
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