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The day after Natalya arrived was a Sunday and Joey drove herself and the
Russian into San Diego to go shopping. It was on that day that Joey
discovered both their shared passion for shopping and her new friend's
generosity. The first shop the girls headed for, at Natalya's request, was
a very expensive clothes store that Joey had never been in, it didn't
exactly cater for her usual jeans and T-shirt style wardrobe. However,
stylish Natalya wanted to go in and Joey felt there was no harm in trying
out what she would look like in some of these fancy clothes.
If anything, this October Sunday was even hotter than the day before and
Joey's clothes clung sweatily to her body. She was wearing a powder blue
vest and denim cutoffs that left her arms and legs bare in the bright hot
sun. It probably wasn't the sort of outfit people who shop here normally
wore, Joey thought as she stepped into the store and was relieved by the
cool blast of air conditioning blowing against her bare legs. Joey let out
a sigh as the cool air brushed against her skin and looked across at
Natalya, grinning.
Natalya turned and flashed her teeth, as white as her pale skin, back at
Joey. She was dressed far more appropriately for somewhere like this in a
black halterneck dress whose plunging neckline showed off the curve of the
Russian's rounded breasts. Her legs were, like Joey's, bare in the hot sun
because of the dress' short skirt. She wore the same black sandals as the
day before and Joey could see her toenails painted a sensual scarlet
colour. Her designer sunglasses were also the same as before and, as they
walked into the store, she once again pushed them back onto her forehead.
Despite Natalya's immaculate appearance Joey could tell the heat was
getting to her, beads of perspiration dripped off her pale forehead and
often she would fan herself with her hand.
"I think this would suit you very well, Joey," she said, holding up a pink
top with three quarter length sleeves that laced across the bodice, it
wasn't the sort of thing Joey would normally wear but she decided to try
it anyway.
Natalya came over with her to the fitting room and came in with her. Joey
thought perhaps this was a little forward, but then they were friends.
Besides, Joey reminded herself, the other girl was from a different
country and maybe they did things differently there.
Joey turned her back from Natalya and pulled the blue vest over her head
and put it down on the floor of the fitting room. Joey was now dressed in
just her short cut-offs and a plain white bra and, despite the heat, she
felt conspicuously cold and naked, especially standing like this in front
of a girl she'd only met the day before. She felt a little comforted about
her semi-naked body when she turned round and Natalya smiled at her.
"You know Joey," Natalya said, placing a hand on Joey's smooth bare
shoulder, "You have very nice breasts, you should not keep them so covered
up."
Joey felt oddly comforted by the closeness and re-assuringly light touch
of the Russian girl and she smiled her attractive grin back at Natalya.
Natalya held out the pink top for her friend and Joey slipped her arms
into the pleasantly thin nylon. Natalaya loosely tied the laces across
Joey's chest and once again, unseen by her Russian friend, Joey allowed
herself to smile at the close, gentle touch of the other girl.
Turning to look at herself in the fitting room's mirror, Joey had to admit
to being impressed by how the top looked on her. The pink was a dark,
almost maroon, colour and it went well with the mousy brown of her hair
and the colour of her freckled, slightly tanned skin. It clung to her
figure far more tightly than what she normally wore, in a way that Joey
thought made her body look more curved. But, most significantly, across
her chest, where Natalya had loosely tied the laces, the size of her
breasts was far more apparent in the way they jutted out from her body,
despite the heat firm and erect. The laced neckline of the top gave her a
cleavage that she was proud to think put Natalya's to shame.
"You see, Joey," Natalya said, "You have nice breasts and you should be
showing them to the world."
Joey was certainly very pleased with the top and seriously considering
buying it as she stripped out of it and put her powder blue vest back on.
That was, until she saw the price tag.
"$120!" she shouted incredulously, realising why she never shopped in
places like this, she shrugged to Natalya, "It's nice but I really can't
afford anything like this."
"Do not worry Joey, I will buy it for you."
Joey was a little taken aback by this offer, "Oh no," she said, "I
couldn't let you spend so much on me."
Natalya smiled, "It is my father's money, Joey, he doesn't care how much I
spend. Anyway I want to thank you for being so welcoming for me in your
country."
Joey tried her best to argue Natalya out of it, but deep down she knew she
really wanted that top and was quite pleased when Natalya refused to be
convinced out of buying it. Natalya went to pay for the top with a shiny
gold credit card and Joey felt a twinge of envy that Natalya's father gave
her all the money she wanted while her own father gave her less than a lot
of the other kids at school. However, Joey quickly supressed this envy
when Natalya turned to her, grinning, and handed her the bag containing
the top. Joey smiled back and then surprised even herself by throwing her
arms around Natalya and kissing her on her smooth white cheek. For a
fleeting moment their bodies pressed together, Joey's breasts pressed into
her Russian friend's body before they broke away and turned out of the
shop and into the rest of the pristine white shopping mall.
***
Throughout that day there was no mention from either girl of the incident
that had occurred watching the pool boy. Although embarrassed by it, Joey
was, at the same time, quite pleased that it had happened as it had been a
surprisingly perfect ice breaker for her and Natalya, and now Joey felt
she had a special bond with her new friend.
On Monday, Joey, dressed in her new cleavaged pink top, took Natalya into
school with her. Before the bell rang and ushered them into their
respective classes Joey took the opportunity to introduce the Russian
exchange student around her friends. Joey had been new to the school
fairly recently and, although well liked generally, had no really close
friends. The group she gravitated towards to introduce Natalya to was a
group of four or five people who'd joined the school around the same time
as her, that was their only real similarity and they were quite different
people really.
"Wow! Your breasts . . ." was the first thing Claire Lancaster said to
Joey that morning, not thinking of any way to finish the sentence.
Claire was only sometimes part of Joey's group. On arriving in River Falls
she had quickly decided to join the cheerleading squad and, as a result,
was a part of their elite, privileged and popular group as well. Joey
didn't really like Claire very much, she was very loud and brash and often
unaware of whether people were offended or hurt by things she did. She
wasn't intentionally a bad person but Joey didn't like her much anyway.
Joey was also slightly jealous of Claire's blonde, all-American
cheerleader looks. However, despite being tall and blonde, Claire was not,
in fact, particularly attractive, she was very thin and bony, with quite
small breasts and a thin, pointed face.
Joey didn't really know what to say to Claire's opening comment so she
just turned to the group in general and introduced Natalya. Her
introduction was met with a set of "hi"s, "hello"s and "pleased to meet
you"s from the others, but little else. As the bell rang, sporadic
conversations sprung up as they walked into the imposing building of River
Falls High School.
"Is that top new?" said Katharine Taylor, still looking at Joey's breasts.
Katharine was probably the one person at River Falls that she could really
see herself being good friends with. She was barely over five foot tall
and people often mistook her for someone about fifteen or sixteen. She had
a bit of a tendency to drift off into thinking about other things in
class, but was a genuinely nice and caring person. So far, Joey hadn't
really succeeded in becoming good friends with Katharine but they were
still able to have the occasional friendly chat.
"Yeah, it cost $120," Joey replied, holding the large door open for
Natalya behind her, Katharine stopped in her tracks and her eyes widened
in surprise.
"How can even you afford that, Stiller?" this wasn't from Katharine who
was temporarily struck dumb, but from Robbie Biaggi, the only guy in
Joey's group.
Robbie's family had moved to River Falls from New York at the same time as
Joey's had moved from Boston and Joey was well aware that Robbie had had a
crush on her since they started at River Falls High on the same day, but
the idea of getting together with Robbie almost made Joey laugh out loud.
Robbie was a nice enough guy but Joey hoped for more than his greasy black
hair, thick rimmed glasses and the huge braces on his teeth. He walked in
an odd loping fashion that also put Joey off a bit. In all, Robbie was
blessed with a classic geeky appearance, but, despite all the hints that
she'd dropped, Joey couldn't get him to stop being interested in her. By
now it kind of flattered her and she realised that Robbie wasn't doing any
harm, in fact she could often take advantage of his willingness to do
anything for her.
"Natalya bought it for me in San Diego, she's even richer than I am," Joey
laughed, turning to Katharine with a smile, but Katharine was no longer
paying any attention to the conversation.
Robbie seemed to notice Natalya for the first time and Joey could see the
look in his eyes, it was the same look that he often reserved for her.
Joey smiled inwardly at the thought that Robbie could transfer his
affections so easily and at the thought that Natalya would have to deal
with him now.
True to her word, that lunch break Joey took Natalya and introduced her to
the guys from the football team who they'd seen in the park on the day
that Natalya arrived. Joey noticed with a smile that, as they left the
building, Robbie's awkward steps fell in with hers and Natalya's. Seniors
at River Falls had the opportunity to leave the school during their lunch
break and, at least while the unseasonal warmth held out, most people
tended to hang out in the park. Joey knew this was where they would find
Brock Stewart and his friends, probably throwing around the same football
as before.
Sure enough, beneath the glare of the mid-day sun, Joey could make out the
shapes of three figures and a small round shape flying between them, this
time not a football but a luminous orange frisbee. Around them sat, in the
necessary shade of the trees, a number of groups of people just lounging
in the sun, some of them making use of their lunch break to eat some lunch
but not many. As they approached, Joey waved to Katharine, sitting dwarfed
by a huge tree. She didn't wave back, her attention was elsewhere and,
following her gaze, Joey saw that Katharine's eyes were fixed on the
clowning of Chris Hudson as he twisted his body in an attempt to catch the
frisbee between his legs, succeeding only in tripping and completely
missing the catch.
Joey pitied Katharine for a moment, she'd have to wait her turn for Chris.
There were a number of girls at the school who'd had their hearts broken
by his tanned, surfer looks, and matted blond dreadlocks. With the guys he
was known to be a bit of a clown and was always involved in some sort of
trouble in lessons, however Joey was aware that he had a very different
relationship with girls and she knew Katharine's wouldn't be the only eyes
on his elastic limbed performance. For some reason, possibly her
diminutive stature, Joey felt a little protective of Katharine and had
often warned her to look for other guys, it didn't seem to have worked.
Joey's own eyes, however, were drawn to another of the frisbee throwers.
Greg Grant pushed his floppy brown hair out of his eyes and gave Joey a
brief lopsided grin as she walked into the park. If she could just shake
off Robbie then Greg was the sort of guy she'd go for.
"Hey Robbie, Joey," Greg grinned at them, "Hey, nice outfit, Joey."
Joey flushed red, but Greg didn't notice as, after this throwaway
compliment, he turned to talk to Robbie. That was the odd thing about the
two guys in her life, often when together, they'd pay more attention to
each other than to her. Greg was failing in French and had got Robbie to
tutor him. As a result, the two of them had discovered a shared passion
for re-vamping old cars, which Joey couldn't understand at all.
"Hey, Grant, get back in the game," came Brock's shout. He was waving the
luminous orange disc at Greg, as had been the case on Sunday, his muscles
stood out and rippled and, although he was now topless in the heat, the
vest he'd worn before was obvious in the difference between the tan of his
arms and chest.
"Hey guys," said Joey, waving briefly to attract their attention, "I'd
just like to introduce you to Natalya, she'd gonna be staying with me for
a couple of weeks."
Robbie was no longer engaged in a discussion of engines with Greg and had
turned back to Natalya, his mouth hanging open to show the metal across
his teeth. Chris came elastically jogging over to meet the gorgeous, pale
skinned Russian. Joey turned to see Brock give a sigh and put the frisbee
down on the yellowing grass with an exaggerated gesture, as if to show his
weary acceptance that the game was over, and came over as well. Brock,
Chris and Robbie now crowded around the immaculately dressed Russian girl
whose designer sunglasses concealed any thoughts that her dark eyes may
have revealed as the three guys took her by the arms and led her over to
the shade of another tree. Or, at least Brock and Chris took her over to
the tree, while Robbie loped after them, tolerated because he offered no
threat to their dominance.
Finally given her moment alone with Greg, Joey turned to talk to him, for
a moment seeing a cold look of jealousy in Katharine's caring eyes as she
stared at the attention Chris lavished on Natalya. That look of jealousy
would find itself in Joey's deep green eyes moments later as she saw the
tall bony figure of Claire Lancaster draped over Greg's arm. Claire,
fortunately, was too wrapped up in herself (and Greg) to notice but Joey
felt herself flush red again, this time with anger.
"Are you alright Joey?" Greg, of course noticed.
"Of course, she's fine," Claire re-assured him in her brash loud voice,
"Arent you, Jo?" Joey hated to be called Jo, and Claire knew it.
"It's just the sun," Joey mumbled, "I think I'll go sit in the shade."
As she went over to sit with Katharine she felt annoyed by the whole
situation, she didn't know what relaxed, calm Greg saw in loud Claire and
that annoyed her. Normally she could take comfort in Robbie's continued
devotion to her (although she was aware of the similarity between Greg's
rejection of her and her attitude to Robbie) but he was obssessing over
Natalya, and that annoyed her too. Natalya coming in and instantly drawing
all the attention of River Falls' men where Joey had failed for far longer
annoyed her as well and, looking at Katharine, Joey saw she wasn't alone
in this feeling.
"Your American guys certainly are very pushy, Joey," Natalya said to her
as Joey drove them back to her house after school, "I have been given five
telephone numbers today," she laughed and waved the paper with the numbers
on at Joey.
Joey laughed too, her anger and jealousy of earlier had gone by now, the
enjoyment that she got from Natalya's company, although the Russian girl
could still be a little superior, made up for the attention guys lavished
on her.
"I think your new outfit was noticed too," Natalya continued, "Your Greg
seemed to like it."
"Not as much as he liked Claire," Joey said, slightly sulky, not wanting
to talk about it, but grateful to her friend for making the effort to
care, "Are you going to use any of those numbers?" she said, trying to
change the subject.
Natalya laughed again, "They are just silly little boys," she said,
screwing up the piece of paper and dropping it out of the open car window.
Joey smiled for a moment, although Natalya seemed to enjoy the attention,
she didn't really care about any of the guys, it seemed to Joey that
Natalya considered Robbie on the same level as she did Brock. Joey thought
that, although the Russian girl had accurately uncovered Joey's taste, she
had no idea what kind of guys Natalya went for, except Luke the pool guy,
but that wasn't mentioned for the rest of the week . . .
***
It was Saturday, and the weather continued in its unseasonal heat wave, if
anything this Saturday was even hotter than the one before. Natalya had
now been staying with Joey for a week and Joey now wondered how she had
ever managed the dull evenings alone before Natalya. They had a lot of fun
together, watching movies or just sitting and chatting. At school Natalya
continued to laughingly enjoy the attentions of most of the guys,
especially Robbie who followed her everywhere, which Natalya also just
laughed about. She'd flirt a little with most of the guys but never
anything more. Joey's parents were to return that evening from their
latest business trip and Joey and Natalya enjoyed their last day of having
the house to themselves by swimming in the Stiller's pool and afterwards
lounging beside it, drying off and getting a tan, although Natalya's white
skin, despite days in the sun, was just as pale as when she arrived.
Once again Natalya wore her sunglasses and Joey wondered for a moment if
she ever took them off. Aside from this she wore nothing but a stylish
black bikini which contrasted with her pale skin so that Joey had to admit
she saw what all the guys in River Falls were attracted to in this exotic
Russian.
They lay there in the sun, not speaking, for what seemed like hours. Joey
could feel her skin burning up a little. Natalya was obviously thinking
the same thing as she turned to look at Joey:
"Do you have any sun cream Joey?" she smiled, her teeth as perfectly white
as her skin.
Joey walked over to the living room and found a half full tube of sun
cream which she brought out into the garden. She squeezed the tube between
her fingers and some of the thick, white lotion spurted out over her
hands. Natalya turned her back to Joey and lifted her jet black hair to
show her back and long neck. Walking over, Joey began to gently rub the
white lotion across her friend's back, running her hands over the pale,
unblemished, perfect skin of Natalya's shoulders. Natalya turned and
smiled at her, taking the tube of sun cream from Joey she turned to face
Joey's back. Gently she untied the bow that tied the back of Joey's pink
bikini top to bare all of Joey's back. Joey gasped for a moment as the
cold lotion made contact with her hot, sun kissed back, but then gave a
sigh of appreciation over the gentle touch of Natalya as she slowly rubbed
the lotion over Joey's back.
Joey felt almost as if the Russian girl was giving her an expensive
massage such was the feel of Natalya's soft touch across her shoulders,
Joey lost herself to her fantasies as Natalya's pale, well manicured hands
brushed across her back. Joey licked her lips with the pleasure of her
fantasies but was brought out of it with a start as Natalya said:
"There you are Joey, you're ok now."
Joey was about to lie back down in the sun when both girls heard the sound
of the gate as Luke arrived again to clean the pool. Suddenly, Natalya
grabbed Joey by the arm and dragged her quickly into the living room,
shutting the big one-way glass doors. Some instinct inside her made Joey
lock the doors as Natalya stood looking out at at Luke, once again sweaty
and topless, come into the Stillers' yard.
As the two girls stood staring out the window, Joey saw Natalya's hand
reach down and heard a sigh of pleasure which she assumed came from
Natalya's mouth and only a realised after a few seconds that it came from
her. Looking down, she was slightly surprised to see Natalya's right hand
was not inside her own bikini bottoms, but Joey's. Joey opened her mouth,
intending to say something questioning about this but all that came out
was a moan of pleasure as Natalya inserted first one, then two of her
perfect slender fingers into Joey's pussy which was already surprisingly
dripping wet.
As Natalya expertly and skilfully stimulated Joey's pussy, Joey felt her
own hand, almost independent of any will of Joey's, feel its way across
the soft white skin of Natalya's midriff. Both girls' eyes were still
glued to the sweaty, muscular form of the pool cleaner outside and Joey
found her way across Natalya's body by feel. She felt her way beneath the
elastic waistband of Natalya's bikini bottoms and slid her finger into the
other girl's wet, lubricated pussy. Without thinking about the strangeness
of the situation, Joey began to frig Natalya's pussy as if it were her
own, whilst her own was equally well stimulated by the other girl, all the
while both girls' attention was fully focused on Luke outside the one-way
glass doors.
This time it was Joey who came first, the combined stimulation of her
earlier fantasies, the sight of the hunky pool guy, and the stimulation of
Natalya's skilled attention to her pussy was too much for her and, with
another deep moan of pleasure, she felt her knees buckle beneath her and
her orgasm spread through her body. As she felt her body racing towards
its climax, Joey's own hand began to rub Natalya's clit with a greater,
more forceful urgency and, sure enough, moments later Joey heard a gasp
from Natalya as the Russian girl filled her panties and soaked Joey's
fingers, which still lingered there, with her juices.
Finally, Joey removed her wet fingers from Natalya's soaking pussy and
turned away from Luke to look at the Russian. Natalya smiled encouragingly
at her. As Joey had reached her climax she had bitten her lip again in the
ecstasy of the moment, and now a drop of dark red blood appeared on her
bottom lip as it had a week earlier at the airport.
"Joey, you are bleeding, didn't I say you shouldn't be biting your lip
like that?" Natalya said.
Natalya leant towards her and Joey thought she was going to wipe the speck
of blood from Joey's lip. Instead, the Russian girl leant closer and,
before Joey realised what she was doing, planted a brief kiss on her
American host's lips. Before Joey had a chance to react at all, Natalya
had turned and headed for the door.
"I am going to get dressed before your parents come home," she said,
perfectly naturally as if she was just going to change out of her bikini
after sunbathing.
With that Natalya left the room and Joey heard her feet running lightly up
the stairs, leaving Joey to muse on what had just happened. Joey could
still sense the feel of Natalya's soft lips as they pressed against hers
for just a split second, as the Russian girl's hand brushed across Joey's
shoulder and for that one enchanted moment their eyes met before Natalya
turned to leave the room. The kiss had really shook Joey up, when Natalya
had bought her the $120 top she'd kissed Natalya's cheek and the contact
here was little more than that, yet Joey stood there contemplating the
moment, dressed just in her bikini in the living room, fo some time. Joey
licked her lips, as if to savour the taste Natalya had left on them, then
she too slowly left the room and went to change into a more acceptable
outfit for her parents' return.
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