Amanda Likes Japanese Girls, Part 8
The back of the white minivan was stuffed with golf clubs and suitcases leaving the five occupants to make themselves comfortable in the first two rows of seats for the five hour drive. Hina's father, Keisuke, was a very serious driver, he spent five minutes adjusting the mirrors, drove just a bit over the speed limit and signaling every lane change. To Amanda's relieve, Hina's brother, Daisuke, was riding shotgun, but if Indians had attacked he would been have too preoccupied sneaking glances at Amanda to defend the coach. She was beginning to regret her little naked display in front Daisuke in the bathroom the previous night. Perhaps if she had screamed when he accidentally walked in on her in the bath tub he would have been too embarrassed to even look at her now, but instead she had stood up, giving him a full view of her naked, wet body, spoke to him in a friendly voice and even brushed her hip against his hard cock when she moved past him. Now she had to endure sideways glances and stupid grins that revealed just what the young man was thinking. During breakfast that morning he kept staring at her, when she looked back he would avert his eyes to whatever was on his plate. It happened so often she thought he might get whiplash. He was a good looking young man, Amanda wondered if he really was that shy or was a naked Amazon princess just too overpowering for him.
In the back seat Hina sat in the middle, both she and her mother were sound asleep, Keiko was leaning on a pillow against the door, but Hina had her head in Amanda's lap, lying almost flat with her legs extending across her mother's. Nobody else in the car noticed or seemed to think it was suspicious that Hina's head was resting on Amanda's crotch. Amanda continued to gaze out the window as the Japanese countryside streamed by, forested mountains, rice fields and small villages, absentmindedly running her fingers through Hina's long black hair.
"You like her, Don't you?" Amanda was startled from her thoughts. She turned to see that Keiko was looking at her still leaning against the door.
"Yes, I do," Amanda replied, "she's very sweet." She was afraid a more elaborate answer might cause suspicion.
"I'm glad. Hina didn't have a lot of friends growing up. I was afraid when she went off to college in America she would be too shy to make friends and wind up being lonely,"
"I don't think you have to worry, Ms. Kobayashi. Hina has lots of friends on campus, and my family adores her."
"That's good to hear. Thank you for taking care of her," Keiko put her head back against the door and shut her eyes.
When they arrived at The Nozawa Onsen Resort they were greeted at the porte cochere by the hotel staff, a young Japanese woman dressed in a smart concierge jacket, petite with short black hair in a boyish looking cut. Nozawa Onsen was a ski resort in winter, in the summer it was golf, tennis and hiking, but the main attraction was always the beautiful natural water onsens set in nature. Amanda couldn't understand what the girl was saying to the Kobayashis, but she could tell it was very polite. After every sentence she bowed to them. She watched her tiny mouth forming the strange sounds and thought her lips were very pretty. When the girl turned to Amanda she realized she had been staring at her.
"Welcome to Nozawa Onsen. I'm Mariko. I speak English, so if there is anything you want please ask. I will always be around, you can ask for me."
"Thank you, Mariko. I will."
"The staff will get your bags. Let me show you to your rooms."
She turned to lead the way through the lobby and the Kobayashis fell in behind. Amanda and Hina brought up the rear.
"Rooms?" Amanda questioned.
"Yeah, one for my parents, one for Daisuke and
one for u
s." Hina made long pauses between the last three words with a naughty smile that wasn't lost on Amanda and poked her friend in the side with her finger.
They wound through a long carpeted passage, up a grand staircase and down another hall before reaching their rooms. Mariko opened the parents door first.
"We have a tee time tomorrow at 9," Mr. Kobayashi said, "you play golf, Amanda, don't you?"
"All of twice in my life, I spent most of the time looking for my ball."
"Good. You'll fit right in. And let's meet for dinner in the dining hall at 7:30. It's a tabehodai, really good, so please be hungry," he continued.
"What does Tabehodai mean?" Amanda asked.
"All you can eat," Hina answered, "It's mostly seafood. This our third year coming here. My father always makes a pig of himself. Just keep your fingers away from his mouth and you'll be safe." Her father made some pig noises, grabbed Hina's hand and pretended to eat her fingers. Even Mariko laughed.
Mariko let Daisuke into his room, then opened the door for the two girls. "If there's anything else please ask," She smiled up at Amanda, making eye contact as she passed her in the doorway. "Thank you, I will," Amanda smiled back. Hina had softer almond shaped light brown eyes, but Mariko's eyes were large and round, pure black, like shark eyes. Hina closed the door and followed her friend into the room. Just as Amanda turned to take Hina into her arms Hina pushed her down into the bed and jumped on top of her. She straddled Amanda's chest and pinned her arms over her head by the wrists.
"What was that!?" Hina demanded playfully bouncing on top of her.
"What was what?"
"You think she's cute, don't you?" Hina accused, "You want to fuck her, don't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
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