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 Hula Dancing and Malibu

   By Emi Tsuruta

   Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to
know more about my friends and me, drop by my home page at:
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/

   When I was little, my family lived in Hawaii for a few years.  It was so
long ago I don't really remember it all that well, but there was this one
girl I went to school with - Erika, her name was - and we were pretty
close. Her family was Japanese American, and they lived nearby, so
sometimes I'd go over to her place to play, or she'd come to my house. 
Both our families knew each other pretty well.  Even after my family moved
back to Japan, I think I got a couple of letters from her, but after that,
I didn't hear from her for a long time.

   Then, a few years ago, after I moved here to California, my dad wrote me
to say that they'd gotten an email from Erika's parents.  Apparently,
they'd mentioned that Erika came to Los Angeles every once in a while, not
far from where I'm staying in Oceanview.  My dad gave me her email address,
and I wrote to her, and she wrote right back.  She was all excited to hear
I was living in California, and said we should get together next time she
came to L.A.  It turns out she'd joined some kind of hula dance troupe at
her college, and the whole group of them come to L.A.  every summer to
perform in a folk dance festival.  She invited me to come watch, and I said
sure.

   I'd seen hula dancing before in Hawaii when I lived there, but I thought
that was so funny that Erika had gotten into it.  I guess the two of us
used to be the shy ones in our class, the "good girls," so I never imagined
she'd get into something like that.  It must be pretty embarrassing to do
that kind of thing, getting dressed up in a grass skirt, and swirling your
hips around.  I don't know if you've ever seen it, but some of the Hawaiian
guy dancers get really into it, beating their bare chests and jumping all
over the place.  Mainly though I was looking forward to seeing Erika again,
and hearing about what she'd been up to.

   Anyway, I headed up to L.  A.  on the train.  Eventually, I found the
community center where they were performing.  It was a nice building, sort
of like a concert hall or a theatre.  When I walked in, all the dancers up
on the stage looked over at me.  I explained I was a friend of Erika's, and
someone went, and got her out of the back.  She looked like a real hula
dancer, all dressed up in her grass skirt and seashell bra.  She broke out
into a smile when she saw me, and came, and gave me a warm hug.

   "It's so great to see you again, Emi.  If I'd known you were in
California, I'd have tried to get in touch sooner.  You haven't changed a
bit.  What have you been up to?" Erika seemed so much more outgoing than I
remembered her.  I guess we were younger the last time I saw her.

   She introduced me to the other members of her troupe: a girl Kaila, and
the boy dancers Keanu and Hale.  Their director let Erika take a break, and
we went back to their change room, so she could change into her street
clothes.  I noticed right away that there were guy's clothes hanging on
hooks on the walls.

   "What are those doing here?"

   "Oh, the clothes you mean?  We share the changing room," she told me
calmly.  I just stared at her, so surprised that guys and girls would share
the same change room.  "It works out alright.  Most of the time, they wait,
and let us change before they come in."

   "Most of the time?"

   "Oh, it's not like you're thinking.  They're gentlemen really."

   I still thought it would be pretty embarrassing to share a changing room
with guys.

   Anyway, we went out, got a drink, and talked about Honolulu and
California and what we'd been up to since last we met.  One thing that
struck me was how confident she seemed now, so comfortable and at ease even
in the strange environment.  Her eyes absolutely sparkled as she talked
about their travels and dancing.  She obviously enjoyed it very much.

   Soon though, Erika had to get back to practice.  We went back to the
hall, and I sat in the audience, and watched them dance.  They were really
good.  Erika smiled away, twirling her hips, and waving her hands in the
air like a real hula dancer.

   The guys were really hamming it up.  They came right out to where I was
sitting, and bounced all around me, beating their chests, trying to get me
to laugh I guess.  Keanu was kind of cute I thought.  He reminded me a bit
of some of the Hawaiian guys in my class in Honolulu.  I hadn't thought
about them for ages.  That was a weird time for us because my family and I
didn't really speak English at all then.  Now that I think about it, I
guess it was kind of fun living there.  I'd like to go back some day.

   Once they were done practicing, we all went out to supper together.  At
night, they performed for a big audience while I watched from offstage. 
After the show, Erika, the other dancers and I all headed back to their
hotel.  On the bus, Keanu and Hale sat right near us.  They were joking
around pretending like they were Japanese and stuff.  At first, I didn't
know quite what to make of them, but Erika was killing herself laughing, so
I sat back, and tried to enjoy it.  I guess they were pretty funny.

   Their 'hotel' was sort of like a youth hostel with bunk beds and eight
people to a room.  Erika managed to find some extra bedding for me, and
then the girls all headed off to shower in the communal washroom.  I felt a
little self-conscious undressing in front of all these girl dancers.  They
all had deep tans, but I was still pretty white from studying inside so
much.

   Kaila started singing a Hawaiian song while she showered.  I couldn't
understand the words, but it sounded kind of sad.  Erika and the others
joined in, and pretty soon they were all dancing there in the shower room.
I think the story was that Kaila's boyfriend had gone out to sea, and it
was a song praying for his safe return.  There was something vaguely
sensual, erotic even, about her movements.  It made me think of my
boyfriend, Ryosuke, back in Oceanview.  I wonder what he's doing.

   Once we were done showering, we all wrapped our towels around us, and
headed back to our room.  Keanu and Hale peeked out from their door as we
passed their room on the way back to ours.  They'd obviously been
listening, and they clapped, and whistled as we walked by.

   "Next time, invite us in, and we'll dance with you," Hale joked.  Kaila
swatted him on the head, but then he grabbed her towel, and almost pulled
it right off.  Erika hit his arm, and got him to let go, and then we all
ran back to our room before they came after us.  We were all breathing
heavily and giggling, happy to have gotten away.

   "I think Hale has a crush on you," Erika informed Kaila.

   "I think I'm going to hold out for a better class of guy," Kaila quipped
back.  She took off her towel to dry her hair.  She had an enviable body.
Her tummy was so flat, from dancing all the time I guess, and her breasts
were pretty big, bigger than mine anyway.  I took off my own towel, and
compared my body to hers.  I did look kind of pale by comparison, but my
skin was probably softer and more hairless, except for...  well, you know
where.  I ran my fingers through my pubic hair, trying to brush out the
wetness.

   "What kind of guys are there in Oceanview?" Erika asked.  I hadn't told
her about my boyfriend Ryosuke.

   "I know a couple of Japanese guys I could introduce you to.  They're
rich...  richer than me anyway."

   "Rich is good," Kaila joked.  Suddenly, we heard someone pounding on the
door, scaring the daylights out of me.  I wrapped my towel back on, as we
all looked that way.

   "What are you gals gabbing about?  Are you talking about me?" It was
Hale again.

   "Go away.  Go to sleep for heaven's sake," Erika shouted back. 
Eventually, the boys went away.  We all went to sleep.

   The next morning, we went back to the community center for more
practice. Someone came to talk to the director, so we were all just kind of
standing there waiting.  As a joke, I started imitating some of their dance
moves, but then Hale and the other guys started clapping and cheering me
on.

   "Wow, Emi, you're great!  Here, maybe someone can get you an outfit, and
we can teach you," Hale suggested.  I felt so embarrassed, but one of the
girls found me a spare outfit to try on.  I felt really weird when I
wrapped the grass skirt around my hips.  I could feel the blades of grass
all up and down my thighs.  I tried on the seashell bra too, but it was a
bit too small for my liking.  You could see the underside of my breasts.  I
didn't want to walk around with my panties showing, so I got Erika to lend
me a thong as well.

   "Not so long ago, I guess girls wore nothing at all under their skirts,"
Erika told me.  I shot her a look wondering if she was actually suggesting
I go without.  Hale came back to check on us though, so we had to change
the subject.  We all went back out, and the other dancers all cheered, and
laughed when they saw me in my bra and grass skirt.

   "What's wrong?"

   "No, you look great," Keanu beamed.  "You should join our troupe."

   I looked down feeling a bit self-conscious, but eventually, they started
up the music, and I practiced with them for a bit.  It was a lot of fun,
but anyway, it was pretty obvious I'd have to practice a whole lot more if
I really wanted to be in one of their shows.  They were really nice about
it though, saying I was a natural and stuff like that.

   The next day, I had to go back to Oceanview.  I said goodbye to them
all, and promised to come down to see them the next summer when they came
back to L.A.  Erika and I kept in touch over the winter, and she kept me up
to date on all the stuff that was going on in Honolulu.

   The next summer, I went down to L.A.  to see them again, bringing
Futoshi, Kenta and my friend Satomi with me.  Ryosuke was busy with work,
so he couldn't come.  When we got to L.A., I introduced my friends to Erika
and them.  Futoshi and Kenta seemed quite taken with both Erika and Kaila.
We sat, and watched them practice for quite a while, clapping and cheering
them on.  Satomi seemed a bit torn, perhaps jealous, but I had fun.

   After, we all went out to supper together, and Kenta and Hale really hit
it off, talking about F1 car races.  There was some race being held nearby
apparently.  Erika wanted to go see Malibu though, so Futoshi agreed to
drop us off before the race.  Apparently, Malibu is where Brad Pitt,
Leonard DiCaprio, Charlie Sheen and a whole bunch of other stars live.

   That night in the hostel, Hale and Keanu came to our room, and they were
talking with Kenta, while Satomi and I went to the showers.  When we got
back, Satomi asked them to leave, so we could get changed into our
nighties. Futoshi pulled Kenta off his bed, and they all went out in the
hall.  Satomi locked the door behind them.  As soon as we were alone, I
took off my towel, and started drying my hair with it.  Naked, I went over
to the window, and looked out.  Our room was just above the parking lot. 
I'd always wanted to stay in a big hotel in the city.  I leaned so far
forward that my bare nipples brushed against the cool glass sending a
shiver up my spine.  As usual, Satomi told me to cut it out.

   "Here, hurry up, and put on your nightie.  The guys are waiting."

   I reluctantly got my nightie out of my bag, and pulled it on.  It is all
white frilly lace.  The hem doesn't go down much past my waist.  As a joke,
I walked over to the door bottomless, and pretended I was going to open it.
Satomi grabbed my arm though, and pulled me back, making me put on my
shorts too.  Once I was all ready, we let Futoshi and Kenta back in.  They
both smiled when they saw my nightie.  It's not exactly see-through, but it
is kind of risque I guess.  I just kind of smiled, enjoying the attention.

   Satomi and Futoshi are the early risers, so we let them have the bottom
bunks.  I climbed up the ladder, and got tucked in, and then we all went to
sleep.

   The next morning, the strangest thing happened.  I woke up, and I
suddenly realized my shorts were gone.  I guess I must have taken them off
while I was asleep.  This is kind of embarrassing to admit, but I've done
the same thing a few times before.  I think I must be having dreams where I
take off my clothes, except I actually do it in real life too.

   Anyway, usually I just find my bottoms, and pull them back on, but when
I started feeling around for them under the sheets, I couldn't find them.
Kenta was still sleeping on the top bunk across from me.  Futoshi and
Satomi weren't there, but the door was wide open.

   I tried wrapping one of the sheets around my waist, but I was having
trouble pulling it free from the mattress.  I looked over at Kenta again,
and decided he was probably still sound asleep.  I quietly slipped down to
the floor, and quickly shut the door.  I could feel the air on my pussy and
my bare buns, and it was getting me all excited.  Kenta might wake up at
any moment.  I kneeled down to look for my shorts, and finally spotted them
under the bed way at the back.  I lay on my stomach, and reached in to get
them, but suddenly, I heard a key in the door.  Oh no!  There I was lying
on the floor with my bare bottom showing.

   "What on earth are you doing?" Satomi hissed at me.  I finally managed
to reach my shorts, and backed out from under the bed.  I felt so naughty
though kneeling her bottomless with the door wide open.

   "Shhh!  You'll wake up Kenta.  And close the door!"

   Satomi shut it before Futoshi came back.  I brushed the dust off my
shorts, but I swear I almost jumped out of my skin when someone knocked on
the door.

   "Just a minute," I called out.  The noise must have awoken Kenta,
because he started rustling around in his bed.  I sat down on Futoshi's
bunk, trying to hide from Kenta.  I got fed up trying to untangle my
shorts. "Oh this is silly.  They've both seen me naked before," I mumbled.

   "Just hurry up," Satomi whispered.  I finally got my shorts right side
out, and pulled them on.

   "Good morning," Kenta said sleepily, sticking his head out from above.
That was close!  I don't think he saw me though.  Phew!

   Once we were all ready, Futoshi drove Satomi, Erika, Kaila and me to
Malibu.  It was a bit different from what I was expecting.  They had these
little surf shops and a couple of malls, a lot like the ones in Oceanview.
It didn't really seem like a place where rich people hang out.  We had
lunch, and then went to look for the beach.  We found one public kind of
beach, but Erika suggested we go to where the stars all live, and use their
beach.

   We walked past all these big fancy houses.  Erika got her guidebook, and
we looked for the houses of Brad Pitt and Leonard DiCaprio, but we couldn't
really figure out who lived where.  Eventually, we found the pathway that
leads down to the shore, right next to this big country estate.  The beach
itself was pretty nice with soft sand and trees, and there didn't really
seem to be anyone else around.  I thought it would be nice to live in a
place like this, although I guess it must be really expensive.

   We walked along the shore till we found this quiet spot in the shade of
some trees.  Erika and Kaila took off their clothes.  They had their
swimsuits on underneath.  They called for us to hurry up, but first Satomi
and I had to figure out where to change.  There was no washrooms or
anything nearby.  Behind us, there was what must have been someone's
backyard.  I peered off into the trees trying to see if I could see their
house.  It looked like no one was there, and Erika and Kaila were already
down in the water splashing each other and yelling for us to hurry up.

   I looked around some more, but there really didn't seem to be anyone
else around, so I undid the drawstring on my shorts, and slid my hands into
the waistband.  Satomi was looking over at me nervously.  I quickly pulled
my shorts and panties off, and then sat back down on my towel, while I
straightened them out.  I was trying to stay calm, but the feeling of the
towel on my bare behind was getting me all excited.  I lifted up my t-shirt
to take a peek at my pussy.  I don't know why, but I was so turned on I was
already getting wet.  I wanted so much to just take off my t-shirt, and run
down to the water in the nude.  I knew Satomi would freak, but maybe Erika
and Kaila wouldn't get that upset.  There are nude beaches in Hawaii, and
maybe they'd been.  They certainly had deep tans.

   I got up on my knees, enjoying the feeling of the cool breeze on my
privates.  Satomi shot me one of her looks.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Wondering if I could get away with taking off my t-shirt, and going
skinny-dipping." At that point, I don't think I'd ever been skinny-dipping
except at the nude beach in Oceanview once or twice.

   "This isn't the nude beach, you know?"

   "I know.  But there's no one else here."

   Satomi brought a towel over, and wrapped it around my waist.

   "You should be more careful.  You can't just walk around naked
everywhere."

   I felt a bit frustrated, but I ended up putting on my swimsuit, partly
to please Satomi.  Once I was dressed, I helped Satomi get changed by
holding a towel up around her.  We went in swimming for a while, and then
when we got tired, and came back up on shore, I finally got up the nerve to
ask.

   "Have you ever been to a nude beach?"

   Erika looked at me, a bit surprised.  Kaila didn't say anything, but she
had obviously perked up a bit, and was sitting there waiting to see what
Erika would say.

   "No.  Have you?" Erika asked back.

   "Yeah, Satomi and I have once...  in Oceanview."

   Satomi looked down, embarrassed.  She wants everyone to think she is
such a goody two shoes, but I know better.  Erika started looking over at
Kaila to see what she would say.

   "Yeah, I have too.  Just once though," Kaila admitted.

   "Really?" Erika looked at her, even more surprised.

   "It was no big deal.  This guy I was seeing wanted to go.  It wasn't
that bad.  It was clothing optional, so I mostly just kept my bottoms on."

   "Mostly?" Erika guffawed.

   "What's the beach in Oceanview like?" Kaila asked.

   "Mostly guys," Satomi blurted out.

   "Yeah, we both stripped right down to our bare scuddies, and these two
guys came over, and were staring at us," I told them.

   "You went all nude?" Erika exclaimed.

   "Yeah," I admitted.

   "Wow!"

   "Do you guys want to come?  Maybe next summer or something?" I
suggested.

   Erika didn't look so keen, but Kaila was willing.

   "Anyway, we can talk about it more later."

   After that, there was kind of a weird tension in the air, so I suggested
we go back in swimming.  After a while, we came back out, put on our
cover-ups, and walked back to town for supper.  I changed back into my
clothes in the washrooms at the restaurant, and the others did the same. 
After supper, Futoshi came to pick us up.  We dropped Erika and Kaila off
at their hotel, and said goodbye.

   I want to tell you about their visit the next summer, but this is
getting pretty long, so I think I'll stop here for now.  I'll try to write
again soon.

   Emi Tsuruta
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta