The early morning sun streamed through a gap in the curtains falling on Hina's naked body, conforming to the contours of her lower back, over her small round buttock, taking a sharp bend down into the crack of her ass and out the other cheek. Amanda had been awake for some time, lying in the growing light, afraid to move as this moment of serenity could slip away and tumble into into the business of a morning routine, but just as she can't stop the light of day, she couldn't stop her finger from tracing the light beam on its full course. She realized in that moment her passion for her friend was taking control her life. Gently, silently she pulled back the covers from Hina's thighs trying not to wake her. Hina lay sleeping on her stomach, still nude from the night before with one thigh draped across Amanda's thigh. Amanda wanted to look at her lover's body and remember the feel of her soft smooth skin pressing against her own. In the dappled light Amanda compared the nature of their skin.
Amanda grew up in the sun, worked on her family's dairy farm and insisting on joining any sports that her brothers happened to be playing. She fished and hunted with them. She felt she had to best them for her own pride since she was older, and Max and Ray had rarely cut her any slack on account of being a girl. She had always known she was a tomboy, but she hadn't realized she preferred the intimacy of women until well into high school. She had thought it was normal to feel a thrill seeing her classmates nude in the locker room during PE, or those feelings she had for a certain girl was actually a crush, but came to realize she was different when the girls would gather around in their towels and get excited speculating about some boy's penis. It made her feel awkward. She had tan lines and a few freckles, but Hina's skin showed no sign of ever being exposed to sunlight, she was the color of coffee with too much milk, and perfectly smooth, like a brand new doll. That was how Amanda thought about her: precious, small, something to be adored and cherished. She thought it was amazing and wonderful that every curve of her body seemed so beautiful and absolutely correct. If she were ever to design a perfect lover for herself it would be Hina, but she would have never realized that until after she'd moved into the dormitory last term and saw Hina for the first time sitting in the common room folding her clothes.
Lying in bed together that morning for the last time, for a long time, Amanda had to resist the overwhelming urge to caress her body and pull her tightly against her, she wanted to put her mouth on her and taste her loveliness; slide her hand down over her ass and press against her vulva, but she didn't dare move. She was afraid if she woke her lover the alchemy would vanish. She wanted this image, this memory, this sensation burned into her mind to use when the yearning and the heartache of Hina's absence set in; tomorrow Hina would be gone. The anticipation of missing someone was just as desperate as missing them.
Exams were over and Hina had delayed going home to Japan as long as she could. They had spent almost a week staying up until all hours and sleeping late with together, going out for long lunches and watching TV in the common room all alone in the evening, giggling and touching. The dorms were nearly empty as most other students had already left for the summer, the campus was a ghost town and for this week, their private estate, but now her time coming to an end. Hina had a plane ticket for that evening. She had obligations back in Japan she couldn't avoid any longer. Her mother was already giving her grief over missing her younger brother's birthday which she had promised to be back for, but there was also a wedding to attend and the family's annual vacation. Amanda understood, but it was going to be hard surviving the next two months of her life without the person she had come to care about so deeply. She felt like her heart was made of glass, heavy but delicate, hanging by a thread and could fall and shatter at any moment. They had only been together for three month, but for young sweethearts, new love is powerful and full of everything the world has to offer. For young lovers distance is uncertainty, and any time apart is forever, for all the anxiety Amanda was feeling Osaka, Japan might as well be on the moon.
She had a bittersweet aching in her heart for this enchanting young woman who surreptitiously and effortlessly found her way into her life. Hina could be so sweet and yet so naughty, she was open to new experiences and embraced her sexuality with abandon, but still seemed so innocent. She was loving without an ounce of guile, but still had the potential to be destroy with just a word. After all, she did make Amanda watch from a hiding place in the barn she had sex with her brother, engage in an orgy with Amanda's teammates, and expose herself to strangers on several occasions. Hina had never given any indication that the crazy things they had done were lewd in any way, or that the love these two young women shared was unnatural in any way.
Lying in bed Amanda could no longer resist the urge to embrace Hina. She slid one hand under her waist and the other on her shoulder, pulled her tightly against her, lowered her mouth onto the top of Hina's head and gently pressed her lips on her long black hair. With the softest touch she ran her fingers from her shoulder, down into the small of her back and over her delicate round ass, her fingers coming to rest between her cheeks just where they met her thighs. Hina's eyes fluttered and opened. She looked up into her friend's deep blue eyes and smiled. Without speaking she pressed her lips onto Amanda's mouth and held it there while their tongues gently caressed.
"What time is it?" she asked quietly. She looked into her friend's face with her big dark eyes. Amanda made a mental note to also remember the rough gentle tone of her voice when she first wakes up.
"I don't know. Early. Go back to sleep."
"If you say so." Hina cinched closer, put her arm across Amanda's chest and cupped her breast in her hand. She nestled her head on Amanda's shoulder, her lips against her other breast and closed her eyes.
"I love you," Amanda whispered, In the softest, sleepiest voice Hina said, "I love you, too." The words soothed Amanda's heart, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Amanda was shaken from sleep by Hina, still naked, straddling her friend's hips, bouncing up and down on her like a crazy cowgirl. "Wake up, sleepy. Breakfast is almost over. I'm hungry."
Amanda instantly forgot her dream, but her sense was that it was something sad and lonely. "Come back to bed. I'll take you to breakfast at The Sun Room later." She reached up and pulled her lover down on top of her, kissing her passionately. Hina instinctively began grinding her vulva on Amanda's stomach.
"I think you need to touch up your shave, sweetheart," Amanda said.
"Yeah, sorry about that. I was hoping it would grow back faster. I have no idea how I'm going to explain this to my mother. She's going to freak. I don't suppose there is some kind of toupee I could just glue on."
"Why? When would she even see your pussy?"
"Well, sometimes Japanese families bathe together. I can avoid that, but I'm sure we'll be going to onsens during our trip. We always do, and for that, I can't avoid being naked in front of her."
"What's onsens?"
"You don't know onsen?" seemingly surprised, "It's a giant shallow pool of hot water, everybody gets naked and sits in the water to relax. It's very Japanese."
"Boys and girls together?"
"No, not really. Those are pretty rare. Boys in one area and girls in another. They can be very pretty. Many of them are outdoors, in nature. The hot water comes from deep underground from volcanoes, so they can smell funny and they have different colors depending on the minerals in the water."
"Sounds nice. Do you check out the other girls while you are in there?"
"Mostly it's older ladies, but there are some cute girls. Japanese people have a different attitude about nudity than Americans. For us it's just not a big deal"
"Well that would explain a lot. If being naked is no big deal why don't you come to breakfast with me naked?"
She thought for a moment and a big naughty smile came over Hina's face. "Get dressed. I'll be right back."
Hina got off her friend, opened the door and walked back to her own dorm room still au naturel. Amanda looked down the hallway after her, watching her ass wiggle as she walked, wondering what she was getting into. In two minutes Hina came back dressed in a Japanese yukata, a thin cotton robe adorned with flower patterns tied around the waist with a broad belt. By that time Amanda had managed to put on shorts and a t-shirt.
"That's so pretty. Why have I never seen that before?" Amanda asked.
"I've never gone to breakfast naked before," Hina answered, and pulled the robe open to show her that she was not wearing anything underneath.
