It wasn't that Mina liked doing homework, but she did like spending time with Kana, her college roommate. Mina had worried about room-mate assignments: it was her first semester, first time away from home, first time she was responsible for absolutely everything. But Kana was great. Even though they were so different: Mina had always been a hard worker, serious and diligent (despite the fact that most schoolwork came easy to her). She was quiet and reserved, almost shy. If she thought about it at all, she might attributed her character to being the only daughter of a somewhat domineering father and younger sister to a favoured son.
Kana however was outgoing and vivacious; within the first two weeks of the semester, she seemed to know everyone, been invited everywhere and become involved in all sorts of extra-curricular activities. While Mina was pretty enough—slender and fit—Kana's generous smile and generally bouncy personality seemed to imbue her innate good looks with something extra: it may have been sexiness. Kana was very frank too; although she didn't go out of her way to curse, she wasn't embarrassed by hearing—or using—four-letter words. And while they'd never discussed it specifically, Mina was pretty sure that Kana was not a virgin, as she was.
But Kana was not a great student. Oh, she was smart enough, but just didn't think that class-work was the most important part of the college experience. Kana was there to learn about life, and if the courses helped, fine; if they got in the way, they could easily be dispensed with. Mina was happy to help her; with another girl, Mina might have felt as if she were being taken advantage of, but she could tell that for all her general sociability, Kana really liked her. So when they were teamed up on a big project for their Western Civ-101 class, Mina was glad to help.
And Kana certainly needed all the help she could get.
"I just don't get the point," she would say. "It all happened so long ago—who cares?"
Mina tried to explain the "point" of history, but didn't push it. Kana mightn't have been convinced of the theory, but she was a team-player and willing to do her share of the work; she might have expressed a cavalier attitude to grades and classes, but she was determined to make a success of her college career as well.
When the first term break came up, Mina was a little worried about their project. "Will you be able to work on this when you go home?" she asked Kana.
"Oh, I'm not going home this break," she said. "My family are out of the country and I couldn't bear to be home alone for that long weekend. None of my old friends will be around either."
"You'll be here alone though, no?"
"Looks like," Kana said resignedly. "It's going to be pretty quiet in the dorm, huh? Maybe I actually
can
get some work done. Or maybe not," she giggled.
Mina was a little disturbed. Not that Kana wouldn't be working on the project; that could be overcome. She just hated to see her friend all alone, especially someone as social as Kana. That evening after dinner, Mina phoned her father and asked if she could bring a guest for the weekend. When she explained the situation, her father readily acquiesced.
"We could get some work done if we spent the weekend together," Mina said as they were getting ready for bed. Kana unhooked her bra and massaged her breasts; she was very comfortable with nudity and though Mina had to hide her discomfort at first, she'd gradually become used to it and even felt free to go without a robe herself, something she hadn't ever done in the past.
"You'd stay here with me?" Kana asked.
"No, I was thinking you could come home with me. I've already asked my father and he agreed. I'd be honoured to have you visit my home."
"And I'd be honoured to accept," Kana replied, with a tear forming in her eye. She went to Mina and hugged her. "That's the nicest thing anyone's done for me in a long time," she said. "You really are a good friend, Mina."
Mina returned her hug and felt a strange sensation course through her body as her arms touched Kana's naked shoulders and back. Since Mina was still in her bra and panties, it didn't register that the other girl's breasts were touching hers. A strange sensation, yes, and new; but inexplicably pleasurable.
Trying to minimize the obvious generosity of the gesture, Mina said that she was only concerned about the project, but her broad smile betrayed her attempt to act the grind. Kana certainly wasn't buying it: she kissed Mina on the lips and smacked her bum playfully. Mina was too young and inexperienced to comprehend the frisson she was feeling.
Over the next few days the girls made preparations for their weekend at Mina's. Kana demanded to know everything about Mina's household, about her stern father and obnoxious older brother.
"Oh yeah, Akira acts like the 'big man on campus', the big stud. He's a super-jock, on all the sports teams. And he always has a bimbo hanging off him."
"I bet he's got a big cock, huh?" Kana asked.
"Kana!" Mina blurted. "How should I know that?"
"You mean you've never seen him naked?" she asked, incredulously.
"Of course not. Nor would I want to," Mina replied, offended.
"Not even a little curious?" she taunted, enjoying Mina's discomfort. "I know I'd be checking him out."
"Well you may if you get the opportunity. But he's my brother." And then she added, somewhat wistfully, "I've never seen any boy naked. Except for the little kids I minded while baby-sitting, of course."
"Well we'll have to fix that situation, sister," Kana said with a wink.
That Friday evening when they arrived at Mina's home, they were greeted by her parents with great enthusiasm and warmth. Kana indeed felt humbled and honoured by her treatment, and enjoyed the meal prepared by Mina's mother. She also quite enjoyed flirting with Akira, which caused Mina to blush profusely. Kana found him even better than Mina described: tall and muscled, his tight t-shirt hinted at a well-formed chest and abdomen; his slender hips and shapely butt were clad in tight faded jeans.
Akira seemed immune to Kana's flirts, however, and as the dinner conversation covered a variety of topics and events, it slowly dawned on Kana that the boy was a bit dim. She remembered Mina referring to his "bimbo" girlfriends; it seemed appropriate somehow. Akira excused himself before the dessert was finished, saying he was off on a date. The girls helped Mina's mother clean the table and clean the kitchen and they had just joined her father in the television room when he rose and announced that he and his wife had an engagement with friends across town.
"You girls will of course be able to entertain yourselves, I'm sure," he said almost apologetically. "We should be back around midnight," her mother said as they left the house. The girls slumped into the sofa in front of the television set, idly flipping through the channels, settling on nothing.
