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I'm a very normal girl in pretty much every way. Oh, all right, my ass is a bit bigger than I'd like (although many tell me it's just fine), and I do tend to drink a bit more vodka than I should, but on the whole, I'm pretty normal. I'm a junior in college, and despite that fact, I'm still in the dorms because I can't afford better. Single mom, need to focus on my studies too much to work enough to afford it, etc. So student loans that will take me a zillion years to pay off, crappy dining hall food, and dorms are the rule. I'm taking all the right classes because I want to get somewhere in the medical field. Not that I want to be a doctor, but I do want to be a physical therapist. I broke my leg badly when I was eight, and an excellent therapist helped me heal just about perfectly. Other than a scar and a slight stiffness after intense exercise, you'd never know it had been that badly injured. Not that I exercise all that intensely, but I do keep in decent shape and play intramural soccer for fun. I'm also currently alone. Yep, no boyfriend as the last one got all jerkface and started telling me I couldn't hang with any guys unless he was there. Lotsa luck on that one, jackass. I'll hang out with whomever I wish. Besides, guys are usually more willing to buy drinks for broke-ass college girls than other girls. Duh.I"m also alone in the rooming sense as I have no roommate in the dorm. Mine flunked out in a storm of tears and went back to Happyville, USA where everything could be just perfect for the little nitwit. She'd been a wannabe Disney princess and a total wimp. Needless to say, a terrible roommate. They're supposedly giving me another roomie, but no rush, I'm cool by myself, and I can leave the place a total mess and no one will say 'boo' to me. I can also watch cheesy anime and slasher flicks as late as I want. It's almost November, and I love Halloween, and fall in general. There's bound to be some decent parties to go to as well. I'm wandering across campus towards my dorm when I see an Asian girl wandering about aimlessly. Aha, lost new student. The maps they give rookies are useless, I've been there before so I head over to help her out. "Excuse me, can I help you find something?" I call out brightly. She doesn't respond as she has her ear buds in. No doubt listening to some way cool Jpop, so I wave my hands in front of her. She stops and takes them out. "You help me please? I cannot find...housing department. This map is...not good." she says with a smile. "Those maps are very bad," I say with a grin that she matches, "you will get very lost with them. I actually have to go to near housing, follow me!" "Thank you!" she says with a big smile. Damn. She's very pretty and will have all the guys suffering from Asian Fever in no time. I stick my hand out. "I'm Valerie Levine." She takes my hand softly. "I am...Kamiko Harada. I am from Japan. I am new here." "I'd never have guessed you were new." I say with a straight face that makes her giggle. Off we go, and I drop her off at housing while I head to the mail center to see if Mom could scrounge up a few bucks to send my way. She waitresses two nights a week and if she makes more than a hundred either night she sends me the excess for spending money. One week I got a check for two hundred and thirty one dollars, which, in the world of ramen and microwave burritos is a freakin' fortune. I actually spent fourteen bucks at a restaurant with a real live waitress. Whom I tipped heavily, knowing how I'd gotten the extra money. Easy come, easy go. On my way out I see my new friend exit housing, and heading towards the student store to obviously pick up some needed supplies, but it looks like she's not paying attention again and has the ear buds back in. Crossing the street there can be dangerous as....damn it! There's a car, flying down the street and she's not looking the right way! I scream at her, but she's not hearing me! I sprint towards her and tackle her from the side just as the car roars by! She looks up at me in terror, and realizes what a close call she had. She yanks the ear buds out as if they were live snakes. "I no realize the car coming!" "No kidding? I'm guessing in Japan the cars go on the opposite side of the street?" "Hei!" "You have to look more carefully, and really, take the ear buds out. Whatever you're listening to isn't worth getting hit by a car for." Several people have gathered around and some are praising me for my quick thinking, but I brush them off. Campus police make sure she's all right and thank me again for helping her out. One of the campus cops calls me "an exemplary student". How come I didn't get that damned A on my last paper if I'm so exemplary? Oh well. I offer Kamiko to take her to the student store and she agrees, saying she might need a little more help getting used to America. We chat a bit and while her English isn't perfect, my love of anime and manga has given me a decent grounding in Japanese words so we communicate easily. She's really nice, but she tells me she owes me her life. That's kinda heavy so I tell her it's no big deal. "It is very big deal to me. I might have died there." "Well, okay, but you just be more careful, you scared me quite a bit." "I will be careful. For you." We get her some stuff she was missing, and now she's going to her dorm, and asks me to help her find it. She hands me Yeşilköy escort bayan the slip with her address on it and I laugh. "Sorry, is dorm room funny somehow?" "Nope, it's just that my roommate left campus three weeks ago, and I waiting for a new one. You're her. We're going to be sharing a room." I say with a laugh. "Good. If you are there to watch out, I shall live through American college." She says it with a perfectly straight face but then grins impishly and I crack up laughing. As we head to the dorms, I ask her if she's ever had vodka, and she replies yes, and have I ever had sake? Kamiko, my girl, this may be the start of a beautiful friendship. We get there, and she thinks the place is a palace, commenting on how much room she'll have. "I guess you're not used to personal space?" "At home I share a room half this size with my younger sister. It is very , how you say, crowded?" I smile. "I can imagine, well, this is actually small as dorm rooms go. I had a better one last year, maybe I'll get a bigger one next year. You never know which building they'll put you in." "Still, this is very nice....but....does it need.......cleaning?" I give her a sorrowful smile. "My new friend, I have the unfortunate responsibility to tell you I'm a terrible housekeeper. This is as clean as it gets." She looks horrified, then shakes her head. "I will help you. You saved my life." Hey now, this might work out well for me. Nah, I can't take advantage of her like that. "I told you, it's OK. You don't have to clean up or anything." "I must. It is honorable to help you. Please. Let me." "Well, if you really feel that way, I won't stop you, but I might actually do my fair share of the cleaning from now on." Her smile lights up the room. This is gonna be interesting. We go back to the main admin building to collect her luggage, which isn't much. One duffel with her laptop and one decent sized suitcase. Then again, as petite as she is, she could fit a years worth of clothes in there. We get it set up and because I'm feeling generous and kind to the new kid, I take her for a burger at The GreaseBurger Palace. It's a freaking dump, but it's close, and it's cheap. She thinks it's delightful. We talk a bit and it turns out we follow many of the same anime and manga stuff and she promises to help me get accurate translations as she says the subtitles are often very wrong. She reads English perfectly, but she has some trouble speaking it. I promise to help her work on that, and in fact I feel we're going to be good friends. As we leave, she asks about cleaning supplies, and we pick up a few from the housekeeping office, which rations them out. As I rarely clean, we get plenty of stuff. We get back and she goes to town, washing the windows, dusting, scrubbing the tile entryway, and carefully wipes down the fake wooden flooring. Then she gathers up all of our sheets and blankets and lugs them down to the laundry to do them. We chat more, and then I help her fold up everything and carry it back. She expertly makes the beds and then gathers up my dirty laundry! "Whoa, you don't have to do that, I've got enough clean clothes for a few more days!" "I have one set of clothes in my suitcase that must be cleaned, I will do them together, plus, I will wash what I wear now." She opens the suitcase and pulls out a sparking clean pink shirt and a pair of pink sweats and without so much as a word strips completely naked!! She puts on the shirt and sweats and pulls her shoes back on and takes the whole bundle back down to the laundry. "Um, Kamiko?" "Yes?" "You, uh, just got naked in the room?" "Yes?" "You let me see you naked?!?" "We will share the room, hei? It will happen sooner than later. In Japan, we are not so...shy, like here. I will not show a boy myself that way, but you are my friend." "Oh. I see." Actually, I didn't but I wasn't going to argue with her. She was too nice. After the laundry was done, it was off to the dining hall and to introduce her around. My female friends seemed to like her instantly, and the guys definitely noticed the extreme cuteness. She was going to be very popular. After an hour or so of making new friends, it was back to the room and it really smelled nice, I guess keeping it clean helps. I call first shower and she's OK with that, wanting to log in and check her e-mail and what have you. I shower quickly, and she jumps in after me, and sings softly while she's showering. How sweet! She also has a lovely voice. She comes out of the tiny bathroom and damn it, she's naked again! "Yikes, girl! Put on some clothes!" "I am not shamed of myself or shy. Why?" "Well, it's kind of customary." "It is...unusual for me to wear clothes in bed. My sister does not either." "Well, I do!" "Are you ashamed of your body?" Is she fucking with me or what? "No, I'm not ashamed of my body." "Then why do you cover it so much? I think you are nice looking. Why do you fear your own body?" "I, ah, well...er, I....oh hell. Here goes nothing!" With that I yank my t-shirt and panties off to reveal my less than awe-inspiring chest and my kinda big ass. "See? I bet you feel better already." "I feel naked-er already." "You will feel better, I promise you. Now put the DVD in and let us watch the movie." The blinds are down, but the windows open because it's still pretty nice out. I light a pair Escort Yeşilyurt of candles and turn out the lights, and pop in the movie. I sit up against my headboard, and because I have the TV pulled over to my side, she sits next to me on the bed. We're both enjoying the movie when I lean forward to grab my soda, she asks if I can move a bit so she has more room. Sure, no biggie, and I slide over to give her some room. As I grab the bag of chips, I feel her hands on my shoulders. "Um, Kamiko, what are you doing?" "Making you feel better. You are very tense. This is not healthy. Trust me, I know massage. I make you feel good." "You'll miss the movie." "You have it on DVD, if I miss something, I can watch later. Or you can tell me what happens." "Ah....well, I guess that'd work. OK, but if you miss something, just tell me and we can go back to it, okay?" "I will. I promise." I start the movie again and settle back. She's actually got very talented fingers, and the ache in my neck and shoulders goes away under her gentle, yet firm touch. I'm a little disconcerted by the fact that we're both naked, but she's just giving me a massage, right? The tension is gone, and she's simply leaning against me, more in a sisterly kind of way, which I've never had, and it's kinda nice. Her laugh is utterly charming at the funny parts, and we both enjoy the rest of the movie. She picks another from my collection and pops it in, and we settle back again. It's....a bit strange that she's so open about our bodies, but it's really a lovely night, and I figure it's no big deal. After the movie she asks if I want some tea and she quickly makes it in our tiny microwave and she pours it out. She sits back on her bed and I'm on mine as we drink, talking about her life in Japan, my life back home, and all sorts of subjects. She says she misses her sister very much as they're only a year apart, which really explains her closeness, and I'm OK with that. As an only kid, I have no idea what it might be like to miss a sibling that you're really close to. Then she puts down the cup and lowers her eyes. "Valerie, I ask that you listen closely. This is very important thing to me." She looks quite serious, so I nod my assent to her. "You saved my life. If not for you being brave, I would be with my ancestors now. In my culture, with my...heritage, that is....very, very important." "I understand, but here it's not-" "PLEASE! Let me finish." "Okay." "I owe you much. I cannot repay in money. Therefore, I repay the only way I know how. I am yours to....use, as you need." "Used?" I say with amazement. "Hei. I clean. I wash clothing. I do...anything you need. You need coffee while you study? I go get it. You need food prepared so you can study? I do it." "While I appreciate that sentiment, it's not....that important to me, I don't feel you owe me anything. Heck, the fact that you cleaned this place up is more than enough." "In your culture, yes. For me, it is not so simple. I must do this, or I shame my family honor, and my own honor. Honor....is life. If I do not do this, I am nothing. Less than nothing. For many in Japan, newer ways are accepted, my family is very, how you say, old fashioned. Those are not our ways, we do things as they have been done for many years. We always will. Please understand, I must do this for you." Her cool facade was rapidly cracking, and she was near tears. While I don't need a servant, I suppose I could just have her run an errand or two now and again, to make her feel better, and really, if she was going to keep the place clean, that wasn't gonna kill me. If I'd been given an OCD roomie I'd have exploited the shit out of her. I'd seen enough anime, and enough of Japanese culture in general, so I thought my words out carefully. "Kamiko, I accept your service until such time as you feel the debt is paid. Now please, make some more tea and we'll keep talking." She brightened visibly, got up and bowed to me and made more tea. This was kind of weird, but oh well. We drank more tea and talked about many things, and then she pulled out a photo album and sat next to me again, and showed me pictures of her family and her home. I showed her a few of my less than stellar apartment with mom, and a few pics of me and mom when we went on a cruise. We're um, kind of poor so not a lot of vacations and such. Kamiko might have to share a room, but her family obviously had a few bucks. Or Yen, I suppose. Then the conversation turned to guys, and I pointed out that she seemed to wow a few guys when I introduced her around. "I hear of this, they say some American men, they have 'Yellow or Asian Fever'. That must be nice for some girls to have so many American men who want them. I do not care for many boys yet. That will come in time, I must study and get good grades, it is more important." "It is, but it's nice to have some fun now and again, isn't it?" "It depends on what you....call fun." "A good lay is usually enough to do the trick for me!" I said with a laugh. "Perhaps. I, well, I have...deeper things that interest me." "Are you into girls? It's totally cool if you are, I'm not homophobic or anything." Her smile was devious indeed. "You think because I say I like deeper things that I must be a lesbian?" "No, no! I just wondered, if you are fine, if you're straight, fine, I mean, I just..." Zeytinburnu escort Her giggles leave me perplexed. "Are you playing with my head, girl?" I ask. She shakes her head no, but still giggles. "Then what is so funny?" "You," she blurts out before dissolving into another giggle fit. "Okay, explain it to me slowly!" She composes herself and looks at me. "Valerie, you think of....sex, you think of, a good lay, as you say, or being, ah, fucked, right?" "Yes. Of course, if he wants to lick, too, that's even better, but, yes, fucking in general." "Do you not know of the....ah, I do not know the right word...ah...thrill, of other things?" "LIke girls?" "It is always lesbians with you?" she asks exasperatedly. "Well, what else is there besides girls and boys?" Her devious smile returns. "There is the pleasure...of domination. Of being a sub. Have you heard of these terms before?" Yikes. I had. So not my scene, either. I had a guy slap my ass once and I busted him in the chops for doing it. "I've heard of them, but never really...done anything like that." "Then, my newfound American friend, you will learn. I am a natural sub. This is my nature. My debt to you is different, and I would owe that to anyone who saved my life. I...enjoy serving others, being subservient to their wishes. It gives me.....great pleasure." "Like a slave?" I blurt out. "No. That is different. I enjoy pleasing people. Doing what they wish, even if it is different from what I wish because....I enjoy their...control of me. A slave has no choice, I choose to be this way." "So you get off on doing what others want?" "Hei. It is...almost intoxicating to me." "So if I told you to open those blinds and let everyone see your boobs, you'd be okay with that?" "If that is what you wish. Yes." "Uh, no, don't do that but, you would like me to....control you?" "Hei. I owe you much, but there is nothing....that I will not do for you if you wish it." "Anything?" I ask with a sly grin. "Anything." I think for a second about this as I don't wanna be a jerk to her, but this is kinda fun! "Then...spin like a ballerina!" Harmless enough, I figure. She does so, and with excellent grace and form. "Does that please you?" she shyly asks, and then it hits me, this is where she gets her thrill, from being praised by someone else, if she does what they want, they'll praise her. "It does. You were very lovely." That brings a rosy blush to her cheeks making her even prettier. "So, that would include...things you've never done?" "Hei." and her smile is telling me everything else I need to know. "Have you ever been with a girl? Sexually?" "No." "Have you ever thought about girls that way?" "A few times." "So if I told you to...well....please me that way, you would?" "Hei." she says this with a determination that's almost kinda spooky. "Even though you've never done that before?" "Is that what you wish?" she asks with a smile. "Well, I never have with another girl either...I don't really know what I'd ask you to do. Do you masturbate?" "Silly, everyone does." "Then, uh....use your hands to, to, um, please me. Please me that way." Her face lights up with the words and she sits down next to me as I lay back on the bed and spread my legs a bit. I guess a lot of girls try this sort of stuff in college, so what the hell, right? She gently runs her fingers through my trimmed bush. In between boyfriends I usually don't worry about it, but for some reason I trimmed it a few days ago, and I'm really glad I did. She slides a fingertip across my labia and as usual, they open of their own accord it seems like. It drives me crazy trying to tell a guy I'm not interested when my pussy opens upon a single stroke. This however, is very, very different. I'm not into her in that way, but I have no problem with this. She softly runs her fingers over them and it feels great, then she gently strokes my clit and I know I'm gonna be getting wet soon. "I shall shave my hair to look like yours. It is very pretty." "Really? I just trim it because it's easier to deal with." Her smile is very inviting. "It is...lovely." With that, she rubs my clit a little harder and I can't stop a small moan from escaping. She exhales sharply, and once again I realize she's getting off on MY pleasure! She does things a little differently than I do, but it's just fine. She's also a thousand times gentler than any guy that's ever fingered me. I'm definitely getting wet, and she explores me further, slipping a finger or two inside me, as she continues to rub my lips softly. Then it's back to my clit, and now she pinches it between her thumb and finger and I squeal a bit as it drives me wild, and I notice her breathing is matching mine! This is fucking turning me on! Normally it takes me a good long time to cum by masturbating without a toy of some sort, but she's pretty fucking talented I guess as I'm breathing hard with each stroke of her fingers, and then she slips three of them into me deeply and pumps me as far as she can and as hard as she can and I can't take anymore! I come with a yelp, and I'm usually not a squirter, (it's only happened twice before) but I soak her fingers as I gush hard. She goes back and tweaks my clit roughly and I come again, and I'm even louder this time. She's stopped her fingers, and she sits there with a look of pure bliss on her face. This is some kinda weird, but damn, it felt good. Then she carefully takes her hand up to her mouth and lovingly licks it clean! I came like a fucking firehose, and she's licking it all up? Her breathing is even heavier and as she daintily licks her pinky clean, I hear her moan softly and I notice a pool of moisture under her soft little bush.