Toga Party
By Emi Tsuruta

This all happened a long time ago now.  It was kind of a weird time in my life.  I'd been going out with my boyfriend Ryosuke for a little while, and I guess I was still getting used to his interest in the outdoors.  I ended up doing some pretty crazy things and not always with him there either.

Anyway, I guess I told you my friend Satomi lives in a dorm on campus.  I've always been a bit jealous, because there is always so much going on down there.  She jokes that she'd rather switch places with me because she says it's so noisy all the time it's hard to study.  Probably she's right that I'd never get any studying done if I moved in there.  Still, it does look like fun, and I always like going down to visit her to see what's going on.

One of the most interesting events they have is their toga party.  I'm pretty sure we don't have those in Japan, although I could kind of imagine what it was like.  This was way back in the autumn of my freshman year.  I dropped by at Satomi's dorm, and saw the ad up on the wall for the toga party.  As usual, she didn't want to go, but I kept asking her about it, and finally she agreed to come with me.  I had supper with her in the dorm dining hall, and met Craig, one of the upper year students in her house.  He'd been to the toga party before, so we asked him how we were supposed to make our togas.  Apparently, you can buy toga costumes, but from what he was saying, most people just made one out of a bed sheet.  Satomi asked how we were supposed to keep it on, but he just kept cracking jokes, saying things like "will power" and "saliva."  That was no help at all.

Anyway, after supper, we went back to Satomi's room.  Satomi had got some fresh sheets for the both of us from the laundry.  We worked on Satomi's first, hanging the sheet over her right shoulder, and then pulling it under her left arm and fastening it with a safety pin, so it would cover up her left breast.  No matter what we did, her bra strap would show, so we ended up hanging another sheet over her left shoulder and pinning it under her right arm.  She tied her hair back, and got some flowers to put in her hair, and she looked quite regal, like Queen Hera or Athena of the ancient Greek gods - well, maybe not exactly, but that's the look we were aiming for.

For mine, we only had one sheet left, so we couldn't really make one like hers.  We couldn't borrow a sheet either because everyone else was using theirs too.  Another problem was we'd run out of safety pins.  All I had was a few bobby pins in my purse.  We tried all kinds of different things, but it was getting late, and the party was already starting.  I was anxious to get to the party, so I finally just took off my bra, and fastened the sheet under my left arm as firmly as I could.  My right shoulder was completely bare, and you could see the top of the slope of my breast.  Satomi was wearing a skirt under her toga, but I decided to take off my jeans, so I'd look more authentic.  I pulled my hair back with an elastic to get that "Roman" look.  When we went out into the hall, I could feel the breeze blowing on my bare breasts and legs under my toga, but Craig and some of Satomi's other dorm mates came over, and said we looked great.  I felt kind of silly, but it did feel like something special was going on.

The main party was in the auditorium in the basement.  We went down, and got some punch, and stood at the edge of the dance floor watching everyone dance.  I didn't really know anyone besides Satomi and Craig, but some guys came over, and asked us to dance.  I had to be careful, because if I moved around too much, my toga would come open, and people would be able to see my breasts or my panties.  It was pretty dark in the auditorium, but even so, I didn't really want to show anything I didn't have to.

The guys we were dancing with were really friendly, and they kept suggesting we go for a walk with them.  I was feeling a bit guilty because I hadn't even invited Ryosuke to come.  I decided to go give him a call, so Satomi and I excused ourselves, and went back up to her room.  Ryosuke was out with Kenta and them playing pool or something not too far from campus.  He said he'd drop by a bit later because he wanted to see my toga.

"Are you wearing any underwear?" he asked out of the blue.  I looked at Satomi not wanting her to hear my answer.  I guess she could tell I wanted some privacy, so she got up, and went out into the hall.  I told him,

"I have on my panties, but I took off my bra."

"Whoa!  Maybe I should run right over."

I giggled.

"Emi, take off your panties too."

"What?"

"The toga is covering everything anyway, isn't it?"

"Yes, but..."

"Promise me you'll do it.  I want you to be in the right mood when I show up."

I glanced out Satomi's door to see if anyone was watching.  It looked like no one was there, so I slipped a hand under my toga, and delicately touched my nipples.  I was already pretty excited from running around in just a sheet all night, and flirting with those boys downstairs.

"Ryosuke, I don't think..."

"Oh, say you'll do it.  It would mean the world to me."

"I... uh..."  I looked out the door again wondering where Satomi had disappeared to.  I wasn't sure that this was the wisest idea, but I didn't want to disappoint Ryosuke, especially because we were still just getting to know each other.  I pulled the cell phone closer to my mouth, and whispered,

"Are you sure this is such a good idea?  There are a lot of people out there, and I'll be naked under the toga."

"That'll be the fun part.  No one has to find out."

I wasn't so sure.  Maybe, as long as I was careful, no one would realize.  Quickly, before I changed my mind, I stuck my thumb in the waistband of my panties, and yanked them down and off over my sandals.  I stuffed them in my purse, and quickly straightened my toga.  My hello kitty was tingling like crazy, excited at the feeling of being naked.

"Anyway, I did it.  Hurry up, and come.  I may need some... protection."

"OK, I'll be there as soon as I can.  Carry your cell phone with you in case I have to call."

"OK.  See you soon."  I pulled my purse on over my head, and put the cell phone away inside.  I fixed my toga again, and then slowly walked over to the door.  I could really feel the breeze on my bare flesh now.  The feeling was getting me all excited.  Satomi was just outside the door talking to two of her dorm mates.

"Oh, Emi, this is Kevin, and this is Hector.  They're freshmen too."

"Nice to meet you, Emi."  Kevin was a Chinese American, and Hector was Hispanic, Columbian I think he said.  I felt nervous talking with them dressed the way I was, but they seemed nice enough, kind of shy and humble, not like the boys we'd been talking to earlier.  Hector was heavyset, and looked vaguely Roman I thought in his toga, but he had these big thick grey socks on under his sandals that kind of ruined the effect.  He was good-natured though about his lack of fashion sense.  They told us a bit about the troubles they were having with the courses they were taking.  Kevin's parents wanted him to go into medicine, but he kept saying he wanted to be a writer.  They were both so funny I almost managed to forget that I was naked under my toga.

"I'm getting hungry," Hector announced.  "Anyone want to go for a pizza?"  Satomi looked over at me, but before I could object, she said OK.  I don't think it was like she had a crush on Hector or anything.  It was just that they seemed a lot less threatening than some of the other guys we'd been talking to.  I wasn't sure how far I wanted to go dressed in just my toga, but they started heading out, and Satomi dragged me along.  Once we were outside, I started shivering uncontrollably more from the excitement than from the cold.

"What's wrong?" Satomi asked.

"Oh, nothing."

The pizza place was only about three blocks from the dorm, but we had to cross this big road, and I was getting a bit afraid that my toga might come loose.  We made it to the pizzeria, and we stood there talking over what everyone wanted on the pizza.  I didn't notice at first, but the two Chinese guys behind the counter were looking me over pretty closely.  I finally twigged, and looked down at my toga.  It had fallen right open at the side exposing my left hip pretty far up and the curve of my bare bottom.  I fixed it, but they must have realized I was naked underneath.  They didn't say anything, but they kept staring over at me, even after we sat down to eat.  What's taking Ryosuke so long?  Maybe I should call him again.  I stepped out of the shop, and gave him another quick call telling him where to find me.  He said they'd finished up the billiards, and he was on his way to pick me up now.

I went back in, and sat down trying to be more careful this time about keeping my toga close around my hips.  Kevin and Hector were looking at the photographs on the walls.  They seemed to be of the other students who'd eaten here over the years.

"I wonder if they'll take a picture of us," Hector smiled.  One of the Chinese guys must have overheard, because when he came out with our pizza, he said,

"Sure if you'd like."  He was smiling directly at me.  He set down the pizza, and his friend came out with one of those old Polaroid cameras.  I was sitting sideways to the camera, and my toga kept falling open at the hip exposing my bare thigh.  The store manager, Kennedy his name was, got in the picture too, putting his arms around Satomi and me.  I felt so nervous with him touching me and me in just a clumsily fastened sheet.  His friend, Clint, took a whole bunch of pictures, one for each of us.  Just before the last shot, I shifted in my seat, and my toga fell way open all the way up my side.  I didn't notice until the picture came out.  The way I was sitting in the picture it was completely obvious I didn't have anything on underneath the toga.  Before I could stop him, Kennedy took that one, and tacked it up on the bulletin board along with the rest.  Why did he have to choose that one?  Now everyone who comes in here is going to see me, and wonder what on earth I was doing running around without my undies.

Soon Ryosuke finally appeared at the door.  We introduced Kevin and Hector to Ryosuke, and they offered him a slice of pizza.  Kennedy and Clint kept standing at the counter, joining in our conversation, and eventually they offered Ryosuke and everyone a free pop.

"What's this for?" Ryosuke asked.

"For being such good customers," Kennedy smiled looking at me again.  I managed to muster a weak smile in return, but I wished I could have just run away, and hid somewhere.  All the boys seemed to hit it off pretty well, and we stayed there a long time chatting.  I got up to go to the washroom, half intending to put my panties back on, but when Kennedy pointed out which way to go, he said to me,

"That's quite a toga you have there.  Probably not many girls have the nerve to wear something like that."

I nodded shyly, but it got me thinking.  Maybe what I was doing wasn't so bad after all.  He didn't seem to take it a bad way anyway.  If my parents had seen me, they would have freaked, but perhaps things were different here in Oceanview.  It was a university town after all.  Maybe people aren't so uptight here.

Anyway, I came back out.  We finished eating, thanked Kennedy and Clint for the free pop, and said goodbye.  We all headed back to the dorm.  Now that Ryosuke was here, I wanted to get back dressed, but Ryosuke said something about wanting to go for a walk, and then dragged me off back outside.  I felt even more nervous with just the two of us alone.  He was good though, and didn't do anything while we were on the street.  We went around to the back of the library and down into the loading gate.  It was late, so the library was closed, but I was still pretty nervous that there might be a security guard or someone around.   At least people wouldn't be able to see us from the street.

I stood there breathing kind of heavily as Ryosuke came closer.  I was a bit afraid, because I wasn't sure what he was going to do.  He pulled on my toga at the collar till my left breast popped out.

"Ryosuke, don't."

"It's OK.  No one can see."

There are a couple of big houses just behind the library.  I think they are used as restaurants mostly, but for all we knew someone could be staying there at night.  Luckily, the lights were out.  Ryosuke didn't seem to care if anyone was there or not.  He leaned forward, and licked my nipple, sending shivers up my spine.

"Ryosuke, we're in the middle of campus."

"OK.  I'll be good.  I just want to take a look at you."

He lifted up the toga exposing my bottom.  I twitched, and pulled my legs in tight together, covering my mouth from the excitement of exposing my body on campus.  We'd fooled around in the university garden once before that, but this was more out in the open.  I looked around trying to tell if anyone was walking by.  Ryosuke lifted up the front next staring down at my pussy.  I turned away from the street to hide, but I was getting more and more excited.  Ryosuke found the bobby pins, and pulled them undone.  The toga unraveled, and was hanging completely open at the sides.  I put my arms around him trying to hide my naked body.  He slid his hands in from the side, and grabbed my buttocks pulling me into him.  He started kissing me pretty passionately, excited to be making out in such a public place.

I was hoping that after that, he'd let me do my toga back up, but instead, he gently slid it off my shoulder, pulling it right off my body.  Suddenly, I was standing there naked on the dimly lit concrete ramp.

"Oh, c'mon Ryosuke.  Give that back."  I squatted down trying to hide my nakedness, but my senses were going wild at the feeling of being completely nude in such a wide open place.  Ryosuke flashed me this naughty grin.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"I am not!  Hurry up, and give me back my toga!  What if someone comes?"

He finally gave in, came closer, and wrapped the sheet around my shoulders.  I was shivering like crazy, and it took us forever to get the toga done back up.  After that, we hurried back to Satomi's dorm, and Ryosuke let me get back dressed.  That was just the craziest thing me standing naked there behind the library.  Sometimes when I walk past, I still remember that night.

That winter I was a good girl mostly (I've told you about some of the other stuff Ryosuke and I did, like on that squash court and at Kenta's condo).  I'd drop by at Satomi's dorm every once in a while, and Hector kept inviting us for pizza.  Kennedy and Clint's faces would brighten up whenever I walked in.  They didn't even seem to mind that I dressed in jeans most of the time.  Every time we went in though, they would usually come out from behind the counter, and compliment me on what I was wearing.  They did seem to take a lot of interest in my hips and breasts especially, but they were so funny I wasn't offended at all.

That next spring, I started taking low impact aerobics at the athletic center.  I guess I heard about it when I was swimming there one time, and thought I'd try it just to see what it was like.  There was one other Japanese girl in the class, Yuko.  She was a few years older than me, and worked as a teaching assistant for the university.  She was really into aerobics, and had this really high leg leotard, which at first I thought looked a bit indecent.  She said she liked it because it was easier to move in, and actually there weren't any guys in our class, so it's not like anyone would notice much.  I'd just been dressing in a track outfit, but after a few lessons, I decided to buy a leotard too, and Yuko took me to the shop where she got hers.

The first time I wore mine, I felt a bit self-conscious because it just barely covered my pubic hair at the front, and dug pretty deep into the crack of my bottom at the back.  Once we started doing the aerobics though, I realized that Yuko was right, and it was easier to move in.

Sometimes after lunch, we'd go out for lunch.  Yuko liked slightly more upscale restaurants, so a lot of the time, we'd eat in this trendy sandwich and salad place across the way.  One time, she was really hungry after class, so we decided to just rush out without even bothering to get changed back into our street clothes.  We walked out to the street, and she said she wanted something fast, so I suggested we go to Kennedy's pizzeria.

You should have seen the look on their faces when we walked in.  Yuko is pretty good-looking too I guess, but more than that, they couldn't get over our outfits.  They came out as usual to look at me, and they just kept going on and on about how sexy we looked.  Yuko was surprised I knew them so well, but she was clearly flattered by all the fuss they were making over us.  They treated us to free drinks, and insisted on taking a picture with us.  When we left, the two of them came out to watch as we walked back across to the athletic center.  Yuko giggled, and joked that we should go out dressed like this more often.

Soon after that, the school year ended, and I went back to Japan for a few weeks.  Ryosuke and I had been talking about swimming a lot, so while I was home, I bought a new red and white bikini that ties at the side and back.  When I came back, I still saw Yuko on and off, but I decided not to enroll for the next aerobics class, and started swimming again more.  That was a hot summer, and I guess that was around the time I went to the nude beach for the first time, so I was in kind of a funny mood.

One Sunday morning, I headed down to the fitness center, and went swimming.  There aren't usually many people on campus in the summer, so I had the pool to myself.  Usually, there is a lifeguard around somewhere, but I don't think I saw him that morning.

After a while, I started getting hungry, and I remembered Kennedy's pizzeria.  Actually from the pool, you can see out onto the street where the pizzeria is across the intersection.  I got up on the deck, and looked out that way.  I wonder if Kennedy and Clint are there today.  I couldn't see them, but the store seemed to be open, so they were probably inside.  I looked down at my new bikini.  I'm sure they'd get a big kick out of seeing it.  I went, had a quick shower, toweled off, and then pulled on my shoes and my white hoodie to at least cover my top.

I felt a bit self-conscious walking past the desk clerk in my somewhat skimpy bikini bottoms, but he didn't even look up.  I hurried along the busy street with all these cars driving by.  Most people were going too fast to notice, but a couple of drivers slowed down to get a better look at me.  I felt really self-conscious standing at the lights, because the guys in the cars that were waiting for the light all started looking over at my bare legs.  The light finally changed, and I dashed across and into the small pizza shop.  There wasn't anyone at the counter, so I called out,

"Yaho!"

Kennedy and Clint soon appeared from behind the curtain.

"Emi!  It's you.  What a surprise!"  As usual, they came out from behind the counter to check out my outfit.  "Wow!  A bikini!  And it's all wet!  Were you swimming?"

"Yeah, at the fitness center across the street."

"I haven't been swimming for ages.  Maybe we should close shop, and come join you."

I laughed.  Kennedy bent over, and took hold of one of the side ties on my bikini.

"Are these real?" he asked, curious.  I lifted up the hem of my hoodie to show him how I'd tied it in a bow.  "May I?" he asked.  I looked at him, a bit puzzled, at first not realizing what he was asking.  He slowly pulled on the end, until the bow suddenly came undone.  I grabbed the front before it fell, but the back dropped down, exposing the round white cheeks of my rear end.  I gasped, shocked to have lost my bottoms so quickly.  Both of them stood there gaping, every bit as shocked as I was.  I reached around trying to grab the back, but it had already fallen half way down my thigh.  I couldn't reach it without bending over, and that was the last thing I wanted to do so close to the busy street.  I shuffled around the end of their counter.

"Can I go back here?" I asked, my face flushing hot with embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Kennedy apologized.  He seemed pretty sincere.  "I didn't think it was a real bow."

I made it around behind the counter with the two of them chasing after my bare behind.  Just then another customer came in, so I scurried into the kitchen behind the curtain.  The man who came in evidently caught a glimpse of my bare backside before I managed to get out of sight.  Kennedy came in after me, and I got so flustered I lost my grip on my bottoms, and they dropped to the floor.  Kennedy came around in front of me, and stared down at my still damp pubic hair.  My pussy was tingling like crazy.

"Can I use your washroom?"

"Yeah, sure.  Go ahead."

I bent over, and picked up my bottoms, accidentally flashing Kennedy my pussy in the process.  His jaw dropped open.  I immediately regretted having done this, but by then, I was so excited I wasn't thinking straight.  I finally made it to the washroom, and tied my bikini bottoms back on.  I came back out feeling really foolish.  Kennedy felt bad too for what he had done.  He treated me to a slice of pizza and a drink on the house.  I felt kind of weird about the whole thing, but anyway, I was glad they didn't freak out or anything.

Time passed, and I finally managed to calm back down again.  I came to the conclusion that in some ways, it had been more my fault than theirs really.  Kennedy had asked, and I hadn't said "no" or anything.  Also now that it was over, I was starting to find the whole thing kind of funny.  Can you imagine me going in there and flashing them out of the blue?  It had been kind of exciting while it lasted.

A few weekends later, I went swimming again, and I couldn't stop thinking about that day.  Kennedy and Clint always looked so delighted every time I ever did anything like that.  I started wondering if I could get away with doing something like that again.  I thought about it for a long time, and then as it started to get near lunchtime, I got out, and had a shower, stripping out of my swimsuit.  I'd brought a fairly long t-shirt with me that day.  I wonder if I can just zip across in my t-shirt, buy something, and come right back.  That would be like so wild!  I pulled the t-shirt on over my naked body, and checked how I looked in the mirror.  It seemed to be long enough to cover everything.  I pulled on my sandals, and bringing my purse with me, I headed out.

Outside, it turned out to be a lot windier than earlier.  I held down the hem as best I could, but a couple of times it almost flipped up.  I made it across the street all right, but I was starting to get really excited, crazy out of my head.  Kennedy was right there standing in the doorway with a big smile on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"No, I was just happy to see you.  You look great.  Were you swimming again?"

"Yeah."

We walked into the store together.

"Clint!  Emi's here!" Kennedy yelled into the back.  Clint appeared from behind the curtain, wiping his hands and smiling widely.

"Wow!  A t-shirt!  What color bathing suit are you wearing underneath?"

All of a sudden, I felt this wave of embarrassment wash over me.  What did I think I was doing coming all the way here without anything on underneath?  I'd known the two of them for a while now, but I couldn't just lift up my t-shirt, and flash them.  Could I?

"Here, can we go in the back?" I asked feeling really nervous standing so close to the street.

"Sure," Kennedy nodded.  Clint backed into the kitchen, and Kennedy and I followed him in.  The two of them stood there looking at me expectantly.  Did they suspect?  It was hard to tell.  I just stood there for the longest time shifting from one foot to the other.

"Well?" Kennedy said.  They were obviously really impatient for me to show them.  I didn't think I could get up the nerve though.

"Could I get a deluxe slice and a mineral water?"

"Oh, c'mon Emi.  Don't keep us in suspense."

"What would you say if I told you...?" I thought of telling them, but then I realized I probably shouldn't even do that.  Honestly!  What was I thinking when I came out here?  I felt so nervous and excited I didn't know what to do.

"OK, you have to promise that you'll never tell anybody."

"Of course not.  You know us."

"And promise you won't try anything weird."

Kennedy crossed his heart, and then held two fingers up in the air, and soon Clint did the same thing.

"And I want you to know that I'm just doing this because it's you guys."

"Emi, for heaven's sake, get on with it.  The suspense is killing me," Kennedy complained.  I wiped my forehead, and took a deep breath.  It was really so hot out that day, and I guess that was one of the things that had put me in such a strange mood.

"OK," I said still trying to get up my nerve.  I couldn't do it though.  It just seemed too weird.  "Oh, what am I doing?  Maybe I should just go."

"Emi, relax.  It's just us.  We won't make fun or anything, but we both really want to see your bathing suit," Kennedy said.  Clint nodded eagerly.

"OK, but don't say I didn't warn you."  I reached down, and pulled the hem up just for a split second showing them my pussy.  It was tingling like crazy by then.  I was just so excited.

"Wooowww!" Clint exclaimed.

"Wha- wha- what?  I didn't see.  Do it again," Kennedy insisted, all excited now too.  I was so turned on by then I could have done anything I swear.  I lifted my t-shirt up, and showed them again.  I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter.  I couldn't believe I'd actually got up the nerve, but it felt great.  Kennedy just stood there dumbstruck for the longest time, and then let out this great whoop.

"Oh, man!" he went down on his knees, clasping his hands to pray.  "Thank you, lord, thank you!  How I've dreamed of this day!"  Clint threw his arms up in the air, twirled around and then looked again, grinning from ear to ear.  I was getting so turned on I lifted up my t-shirt more, and turned to show them by bare bottom.  I felt so giddy I broke out laughing.  They fell to the floor, and started bowing low touching their foreheads to the ground like I was some kind of goddess.  We heard someone come in out front, so I quickly pushed my t-shirt back down, and flattened it back out.

"Oh, don't do that," Kennedy whimpered.

"No, I'd better go."

"No, no, stay.  We'll cook you some pizza.   Whatever you want.  Just don't go."

I was so nervous I was shaking, but I finally nodded.  Kennedy pulled over a high stool for me to sit on, while Clint went out to get the other guy's order.

"Aw jeez, Emi," Kennedy went on, taking off his glasses and wiping his forehead.  "I can't believe it.  Even the day we first saw you in that toga.  Do you always go around like that?"

I climbed up onto the stool, and sat down, but I almost lost my balance and accidentally spread my legs flashing him my pussy again.

"Whoa!" he yelped.  I felt so embarrassed, but the electricity in the air was driving me crazy.  I felt so much like I wanted to have sex.  Not with Kennedy mind you.  It's hard to explain.  I was just getting off so much on being seen.  Clint came back in with the order.

"Are you wearing your bikini top underneath that?" he asked.

"No," I answered truthfully.

"Can you show us?"

I lifted my top way up, showing them both my pussy and breasts.  I was breathing so heavily my breasts rose, and fell in time.

"Oh, man.  You've got such the perfect body."

"Keep your voice down."

"Emi, just take the shirt right off."

I looked at him, shocked.

"Does anyone come back here?"

"Just us."

I thought about it for a moment, and then pulled the t-shirt off up over my head.  It felt so amazing to be sitting there stark naked in their kitchen.  I set my t-shirt down on the counter, and got up off the stool.  I just couldn't get over the incredible feeling of being there naked with them watching.  I started walking around exploring while the two of them stood there with their eyes glued to my body.  It was a pretty weird feeling getting naked in front of my friends and just standing there letting them look at me.  I was pretty sure I could trust them though.  They'd always been gentlemen.

"What's back here?" I asked.

"That's just the back door."

I opened it a crack, and peeked out.  There was a laneway, and down at the end I could see the main street with all these cars going by.  I suddenly realized where I was and what a crazy thing it was I was doing.  I rushed back in, and looked for my t-shirt.

"I'd better go," I said, my sense of modesty returning.

"Your pizza's almost ready.  Just sit down, and relax."

I couldn't take the tension though of being naked in such a public place.  I pulled the t-shirt back on, and sat down on the stool, staring at the floor.  Clint brought me over a mineral water, and looked down at me concerned.

"Are you OK?"

"No, I'm fine.  I'm sorry.  I don't know what got into me there."

"Don't apologize.  You've got a beautiful body.  You could be in one of those magazines you know or the movies."

I laughed at the thought: me a movie star.

Kennedy finally brought my pizza.  The two of them kept hovering around me.  I could tell they were still all excited.  It looked like they were gearing up to ask me out, but they couldn't quite get up the nerve.  Luckily, I managed to thank them, and escape before they got all serious on me.  That was a really close call though.  I guess I shouldn't have teased them like that.  I like them though.  I honestly do.

Anyway, after that, I managed to settle down again for a while.  I still go to that pizza shop every now and then, and as far as I know, they haven't told anyone.  They are still really good friends.

Well, I guess that's all for now.  I'll try to write again soon.

Emi Tsuruta
My web site:
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/
