Jamie_the_Brown
Supernova
- Joined
- Mar 9, 2009
Asami pushed open the door that led to the high school's pool nervously.. She had been fretting about her weight as of late, certainly not being as petite or as skinny as many of her classmates. Her nerd/jock friend, Masaru, one of the stars of the swim team, had volunteered his help in trimming her down, and after much cajoling of his shy friend, he'd finally won out. They'd agreed to meet that Saturday, before noon in order to start her exercise program, and she'd come at ten to warm up, and change into her swimsuit. It was a one-piece, as girls like her often wore, colored dark blue. It was shiny with water, and clung nicely to her curves as she sat on the edge of the pool, waiting for her friend to arrive.. She was a pretty girl, standing at a slightly less than average height.. She had brown hair, darker with moisture, that framed a pretty face and wide, bright, trusting eyes. Slightly chubby legs kicked in the water, her fingers drumming againstthe side of the pool.. And when the door finally opened, she looked up with a smile.
... Before it disappeared as fast as it had came. Her tall, handsome friend Masaru was here, yes.. but as were two other boys she recognized from the swim team. One was Kisuke, who she recognized as a skinny young boy with a trim body and blond hair... He was typically a quiet boy, as far as she could tell.. Then there was her dark haired, bespectacled friend Masaru, flanked by ladies' man Kouji.. Many of the school's girls had a crush on him, and a younger Asami had been no exception,. Though now that she was older.. Well, hell, some amount of attraction remained.
At the sight of all three boys her cheeks darkened, and the water on her cheeks nearly evaporated, such was the heat of her embarrassment. "M-Masaru! Why did you bring them, too?" she asked, more shocked than angry at her friend. Embarrassed, too. It was hard enough for her to wear the skirt and accompanying shirt of their school uniform.. Much less only a one-piece bathing suit. She supposed she shouldn't have been too surprised.. they did go everywhere together.
... Before it disappeared as fast as it had came. Her tall, handsome friend Masaru was here, yes.. but as were two other boys she recognized from the swim team. One was Kisuke, who she recognized as a skinny young boy with a trim body and blond hair... He was typically a quiet boy, as far as she could tell.. Then there was her dark haired, bespectacled friend Masaru, flanked by ladies' man Kouji.. Many of the school's girls had a crush on him, and a younger Asami had been no exception,. Though now that she was older.. Well, hell, some amount of attraction remained.
At the sight of all three boys her cheeks darkened, and the water on her cheeks nearly evaporated, such was the heat of her embarrassment. "M-Masaru! Why did you bring them, too?" she asked, more shocked than angry at her friend. Embarrassed, too. It was hard enough for her to wear the skirt and accompanying shirt of their school uniform.. Much less only a one-piece bathing suit. She supposed she shouldn't have been too surprised.. they did go everywhere together.