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Foreigners in a Japanese Village: A True Story of Unexpected Love and Intrigue This is a true story of how three people I know first met and fell in love. The following events are based on what has been recounted to me by the persons involved. However, their names have been changed to protect their identities. ******************************************************************************************************************** Borders Crossed Part One ******************************************************************************************************************** On the southern Japanese island of Kyushu is a small village in the Miyazaki prefecture. Life there is simple and quiet. The area is a beautiful, lush green mix of semi-tropical forest, small farms and a stone’s throw from various shines and temples. It was also a painfully boring place for a junior high school student named Nanako Fukuda. Nanako or Nana for short was an otaku, a Japanese nerd with an obsession for anime, manga and video games. She never got along well with the other girls in her class and was usually the butt of their jokes. She was under developed for her age at only 140cm tall, very skinny, a flat chest and had yet to have her period or grow any pubic hair. Despite this, she was a serious closet pervert. She had seen an ecchi (erotic fantasy) comic when she was eight, and her sexual curiosity gradually grew more intense ever since. Now at twelve, she had gone past the simple romance comics with basic sex scenes to highly perverted depictions of tentacle monsters, orgies, gangbangs and even depictions of mutilations and murder. Although the last ones were not her favorite, they still sparked her curiosity. She would fantasize about all of it and was in a constant search for more exotic and perverse material. A local man she knew was more than willing to buy her the videos and comics she wanted in exchange for a view of her naked cunny or arse. Occasionally she would be talked into letting him grope her a little, but it never went any farther than that. He was a sweaty, balding lolicon (a kind way of saying a pedophile), but it wasn’t that he was a pervert that disgusted her, but rather his demeanor. He was nervous, jittery and acted like some demented child every time he got see her privates or get a grope. As much as she wanted to actually try some of the things she fantasized about, there was no one she knew that she was willing to try it with. The boys in her school were exactly that, boys. She wanted someone who could teach, guide and control her. In this she was not alone. …but everything was about to change
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Foreigners in a Japanese Village: A True Story of Unexpected Love and Intrigue
This is a true story of how three people I know first met and fell in love. The following events are based on what has been recounted to me by the persons involved. However, their names have been changed to protect their identities.
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Borders Crossed
Part One
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On the southern Japanese island of Kyushu is a small village in the Miyazaki prefecture. Life there is simple and quiet. The area is a beautiful, lush green mix of semi-tropical forest, small farms and a stone’s throw from various shines and temples. It was also a painfully boring place for a junior high school student named Nanako Fukuda.
Nanako or Nana for short was an otaku, a Japanese nerd with an obsession for anime, manga and video games. She never got along well with the other girls in her class and was usually the butt of their jokes. She was under developed for her age at only 140cm tall, very skinny, a flat chest and had yet to have her period or grow any pubic hair. Despite this, she was a serious closet pervert.
She had seen an ecchi (erotic fantasy) comic when she was eight, and her sexual curiosity gradually grew more intense ever since. Now at twelve, she had gone past the simple romance comics with basic sex scenes to highly perverted depictions of tentacle monsters, orgies, gangbangs and even depictions of mutilations and murder. Although the last ones were not her favorite, they still sparked her curiosity. She would fantasize about all of it and was in a constant search for more exotic and perverse material.
A local man she knew was more than willing to buy her the videos and comics she wanted in exchange for a view of her naked cunny or arse. Occasionally she would be talked into letting him grope her a little, but it never went any farther than that. He was a sweaty, balding lolicon (a kind way of saying a pedophile), but it wasn’t that he was a pervert that disgusted her, but rather his demeanor. He was nervous, jittery and acted like some demented child every time he got see her privates or get a grope.
As much as she wanted to actually try some of the things she fantasized about, there was no one she knew that she was willing to try it with. The boys in her school were exactly that, boys. She wanted someone who could teach, guide and control her. In this she was not alone. However, the other girls she knew were all obsessed with the prettiest high school boys in town. It was very common for girls in her country to flaunt over pretty boys. It seemed that the more a boy looked like a girl the more popular he was. Nana had no interest in that. She had a very healthy curiosity about trying things with another girl, but when it came to the opposite sex, she wanted a real man. At first she thought about the yakuza tough guys she saw on TV, but became disillusioned when she met a couple of them in real life. She had a pretty good sense for people, and she was able to size these guys up quick. They were arrogant, loud and insecure. Sure they were low level thugs, but to an at the time eleven year old girl, it determined her whole perception.
She had decided from the many stories she read that a real man didn’t need to prove anything. This was one of the reasons she fell in love with American action movies. Seeing the big, strong actions heroes told her that she would need to meet a foreigner to find the man of her dreams. She put all of her effort into studying English, and wanted desperately to travel to America as soon as she could. However, as fate would have it, a pair of foreigners came to her.
She was on her way home from school when she saw them walking in her direction on the sidewalk. One was the tallest man she had ever seen. That isn’t to say he was extremely tall. He stood 185cm which when compared to the men in her town was very impressive. It wasn’t just his height that caught her attention. Her village wasn’t a typical tourist destination, and these were the first white men she had ever seen in person. On top of that, the tall one was blond haired, blue eyed and lean; she was instantly captivated.
As the two men approached her, she wanted desperately to talk to the tall blond man but with a hot blush creeping up her face she felt far too embarrassed to try. As they got closer though, she heard them arguing. “Tell me again why we’re here? I mean, when you talked me into coming here, you said that there would be cool things to see, but I doubt there’s even a decent bar in this town,” the tall blond said.
It was then that she took note of the other man. He was a bit shorter than his friend, but still tall to her at 177cm. His hair was a reddish brown, but she couldn’t quite make out his eye color because of his glasses. He was also bigger with broad shoulders, a large chest and had a strong jawline. She also found that his accent was different when he replied to his friend, “Yoo’re daft man. Look aroond ye, thes place is bonnie. Ah bit there’s aw kinds ay things tae see in these bens.” Nana thought it sounded sort of like English but couldn’t understand half of what he said.
As she was about to pass them, she suddenly blurted out, “There very nice shrine in canyon.” Both men suddenly stopped in their tracks and stared at her quizzically.
“Imagine 'at, th' lassie speaks English!” the darker haired man said with a big smile. He crouched down in front of her and asked, “What's yer nam sweetheart?”
Her cheeks felt hot and she was sure she was blushing profusely. “Nana,” she said with a squeak.
“Nana, whit a brammer nam. Aam David an' thes is mah mate Mark. He's American, but dornt hauld 'at against heem. Sae whaur is 'at canyon ye tauld us abit?” He talked to her with a big smile, but as much as she wanted to, she couldn’t quite understand him.
Mark, the blond, could see the girl’s confusion and decided to step in. “You’ll have to excuse my friend, he’s Scotch. It took me a while before I could fully understand him too. I’m Mark and this is David; nice to meet you Nana,” he said with a smile. David gave him a pressing look and he asked, “oh yeah, David wanted to know where that canyon with the shrine is that you mentioned.”
Nana beamed at the fact that they were interested in her suggestion. “It a… you go… I show you I think,” she could hardly believe that she had the nerve to say that to these strangers.
They seemed equally surprised with the look they gave each other. “You sure that’s okay sweetie? I’m not sure how your parents would feel about you going off alone with a couple of strangers. Besides aren’t your parent’s expecting you?” Mark asked, thinking that going off with this girl was probably a bad idea.
“It okay my mom trust me. She at work, she no worry, and I have no dad,” she wasn’t lying, but the two men were right that she probably would not be okay with her going off alone with them. Even so, she felt compelled to spend more time with them and know them. Mark looked to David for advice, but received only a shrug in return. With that they hesitantly agreed.
On the way to the canyon Nana pressed them for information about themselves. She discovered that the two men had been college roommates and had just graduated. They were now on a cross-country trip through Japan before each of them went back home. Mark was from Seattle Washington, and David was from Glasgow Scotland. They had both gone to college in Massachusetts, but now that they’ve graduated, wanted to have an adventure before returning home and saying goodbye to each other. They debated about where to go since they each wanted different things. Mark wanted to party in a big city while David wanted to hike across a beautiful landscape and see ancient sites. They finally agreed on Japan.
They started off with an alcohol fueled party through Shibuya and Roppongi then made their way north all the way to Sapporo before turning around and heading to Nagoya, Osaka and Kyoto. There were numerous little places that they stopped at as well from David’s insistence. He loved looking through all the small towns and trying to talk to the locals with little to no success. He told Mark that it was important to appreciate the hidden beauty in all the little things. Mark could really care less. They both had gotten some very fine rides in Tokyo, and he was looking forward to getting back to the action there. However, for David the trip was about more than a few shags. He wanted to experience the entire country both big and small. He was always like this, Mark knew, since he had been dragged to every manner of hole in the wall, backwoods and middle of nowhere spot he could imagine.
After Kyoto, Mark wanted to go back to Tokyo where they had met a freaky pair of Japanese twins that gave them an amazing foursome. It wasn’t the first time they had fucked girls in the same room with each other. They had even double teamed a few girls back in collage, but watching those twins make out with each other and eat each other while they each got a piece, was perhaps the hottest experience of his life. They got the twin’s numbers and promised to call when they got back to Tokyo, but David seemed more interested in seeing every little shine and temple in the country first. Somehow, he even talked Mark into visiting Hiroshima. Mark was worried about radiation, but David told him it was perfectly safe. Marks complaining took a break when they found a little rock & roll bar in Fukuoka. He met a sexy little number who gave him one of the best blowjobs of his life that night. After that, he was in good enough spirits to follow David on random buses heading through Kyushu. Even David didn’t know where they were going and said that was the fun part. Mark was not convinced, but he knew once they made their round about pass through the island, it was back to Tokyo and the Twins.
Now following a girl who looked to be ten years old at most, was making him feel more than a little awkward. He did find it funny that he had to translate for David, so the girl could understand what he was saying. When they finally got to the shrine in the canyon, even Mark had to admit it was beautiful. They wandered around looking at the ornate little buildings and fish ponds before Nana showed them a set of stone stairs that led down to the river at the base of the gorge. They marveled at the bizarre way the water had cut through the rock and followed the girl who promised to show them something interesting.
Nana did have an interesting spot to show them, but she also wanted to be in an isolated spot with the two big men. She had a rape fantasy for a while and if it was going to happen she wanted these two men to do it. She did doubt they would actually attack her, but she wanted to give them the opportunity.
The cave that she showed them was filled with numerous neatly stacked piles of rocks. They asked what they meant, and she explained that people made them to get rid of bad feelings. As they continued to walk along the mouth of the cave, she daydreamed about them grabbing her and forcing her to the ground. She was so caught up in her fantasy that she didn’t watch her footing and slipped on some mud. Her feet came out from under her and landed hard on her bum. She wailed with pain shooting up from between her legs.
David rushed over to her, nearly slipping himself. He tried to help her to her feet, but as she started to raise, she howled again and put her hand on her bum. When she withdrew it, David saw blood on her hand. “Och guff th' lassie is bleedin'!” He exclaimed and without hesitation helped her onto her knees and lifted her skirt to find out where the bleeding was coming from. He saw that her white panties had a large red stain and, without thinking, slid them down her legs to find the source. On the right side of her vulva, the point of a stick was imbedded into her tender flesh.
“Damn that looks painful!” Mark said as David reached up to pull the stick out. “Hey man, I don’t think you should do that. I heard that you’re supposed to leave impaled objects in until a doctor can take it out.”
David looked at his friend as if he were stupid. “She isnae gonnae be able tae donner wi' it in 'er fud, an' it isnae pluggin' an artery ur anythin' loch 'at.”
Mark scratched his head trying to think. “I get that she isn’t going to be able to walk with a stick jammed in her snatch, and she isn’t gonna bleed to death if you take it out, but shouldn’t one of us stay here and the other go get help?”
Nana suddenly got very nervous. “No! I get in trouble if mom find out. Please help me home. I no want trouble,” she said with a rush. She didn’t think there would really be any consequences if her mother found out. However, her mother was a nurse at the local hospital, she never wanted to go back to that hospital again. She also knew she would have to say goodbye to her new friends, and that she couldn’t have yet.
Mark and David exchanged nervous glances then Mark just shrugged. David put a hand on her bum to hold her still as he said, “Brace yerself honey, thes is gonna hurt.” With that, he pulled the stick out in a quick jerk. She squeaked a cry of pain and collapsed forward with her naked arse still in the air. David, pulled her panties back up, but as he did, he saw a thick, clear bead of liquid rolling down her thigh. He was somewhat aghast, but figured it was just some kind of strange mixed reaction from her body and pushed it out of his mind. After he had her panties back on, he picked her up in his arms and carried her out of the canyon.
Mark asked her for directions to her home once they were back at the street, and he felt more than a little self-conscious from the various looks they received. Still, he figured they were helping her, so it didn’t matter if they got some odd glances. What he didn’t expect was all the people that came up to them offering help. This was definitely not the cold shoulder or rushed, negative conclusions they would get back in Boston. Nana would just say something to them in Japanese and they would give a few quick bows before leaving. Mark felt like they met half the town by the time they got to her apartment. They knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He retrieved her keys from her backpack and brought her inside.
The apartment was a small two bedroom. David gently set her down, making sure she could stand on her own then helped her take off her shoes. He noticed blood on his arm that had been holding her legs. “We better gie 'at woond cleaned ur it will gie infected,” he said nervously realizing what that would involve.
Mark suddenly became nervous also at the idea. He knew that she probably wouldn’t be able to do this herself considering the location, but if she told her mother that they touched her down there, they would have a hard time explaining themselves. It was already bad enough that they had already seen her with panties down. “Nana do you have any medicine for cuts or scrapes?” She nodded her head yes, and with some help from David, went to the kitchen to get a bottle of Betadine antiseptic, alcohol swabs and some butterfly strips. He found it surprising that they were so well stocked with medical supplies not yet knowing that her mother was a nurse. “Now Nana, we’re worried that the place you’re bleeding from might get infected if we don’t get it cleaned properly. I’m sure you wouldn’t feel right about us doing it, but if you need help we can…” He was suddenly cut off as she excitedly interjected.
“You can do. I mean, eto… I please like you help,” she said with a blush as she realized she sounded too excited about it. “We go bath, yes?” Her question made both men gulp a little. They realized this was probably best since she was all muddy, but it also meant being with a completely nude little girl. Mark and David kept telling themselves that it was completely innocent and they were only helping an injured girl. They just hoped the mother would be understanding if she happened to come home at an awkward moment.
Once inside the bathroom, David helped her strip off her muddy clothes and handed them to mark who rinsed them before putting them in the washing machine in the next room. However, they traded places when Mark couldn’t figure out how to start the washer. A moment later Mark heard the washer start. David hesitantly returned to the bathroom to find Mark holding a hand shower for the girl as she gently rinsed the mud from her face, arms and legs. She seemed to be having trouble, and when David looked closer saw that her palms were skinned. “Och hen, yer hans swatch loch they pure hurt.” Nana just looked confused.
Once again Mark translated, pointing to her hands with concern. “Yes, hurt very much. Can you help wash?”
Mark suddenly felt like a nervous child as his face flushed. He started to reach out to wipe some mud of her but pulled back. “Hey David, can you help her out here? I can’t do it.”
David rolled his eyes, “Ye ur sic' a fud,” he said to Mark, which was the Scottish equivalent of calling him a pussy. He then took the hand shower from him and rinsed her while gently brushing mud from her arm, and told her, “If aam tay roogh ur ye want me tae gonnae-no, jist teel me okay?” Mark explained that he was telling her if she wanted him to stop washing her to tell them.
Nana reveled in the feel of David’s hand on her body. She wished mark hadn’t been too shy, but she thought David was very handsome too. He had a kind way about him, but bold too. He didn’t hesitate to take action, and she really liked that. He was getting some spray on his glasses then lifted them onto his head. For the first time, she got a good look at his eyes. They were blue on the outer edge, green in the center and an earthy red near the pupil. She was captivated and thought they were the most amazing eyes she had ever seen.
He used some liquid soap and softly washed her body. She felt herself getting very wet as he washed her bum, and although his hands didn’t linger, she felt electric shocks run through her body when he brushed her nipples. He then had her lay down so he could make sure her wound was thoroughly clean before closing it. He was very careful to touch her as little as possible, but carefully inspected her injury. It was narrow but appeared fairly deep. He wondered if they should have insisted on taking her to a hospital after all. Still, he seemed to have everything he needed, so he swabbed her hands followed by the spot between her legs. She clenched her teeth and sucked in air sharply. “Sorry abit 'at honey. we're almost dain,” he told her in a soothing voice. He then applied some antiseptic to her palms, and this time she whimpered with a tear rolling down her cheek. He held her palms in front him and gently blew on them.
His blowing on her palms made her feel much better. However, he told her that he was now going to put the antiseptic on her other wound. She nervously nodded her understanding, but shut her eyes tight as an intense burning sensation stung sharply between her legs. She asked him to blow on that spot too. He somewhat reluctantly accepted then began blowing from where he was kneeling. She asked him to get closer and bit by bit he did. Eventually, he was only a couple inches away from her pussy, and the blowing air from his lips made her feel exquisite.
He then carefully closed the puncture with the butterfly strips. However, he had dried her thoroughly with a towel before starting and now saw that the girl was visibly wet at the entrance to her pussy. He was startled but couldn’t deny his curiosity as to what was making her body react this way. He thought surely she couldn’t be sexually aroused from blowing on her or being naked with them, especially considering the circumstances and her age. In THE END
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Borders Crossed
Part One
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On the southern Japanese island of Kyushu is a small village in the Miyazaki prefecture. Life there is simple and quiet. The area is a beautiful, lush green mix of semi-tropical forest, small farms and a stone’s throw from various shines and temples. It was also a painfully boring place for a junior high school student named Nanako Fukuda.
Nanako or Nana for short was an otaku, a Japanese nerd with an obsession for anime, manga and video games. She never got along well with the other girls in her class and was usually the butt of their jokes. She was under developed for her age at only 140cm tall, very skinny, a flat chest and had yet to have her period or grow any pubic hair. Despite this, she was a serious closet pervert.
She had seen an ecchi (erotic fantasy) comic when she was eight, and her sexual curiosity gradually grew more intense ever since. Now at twelve, she had gone past the simple romance comics with basic sex scenes to highly perverted depictions of tentacle monsters, orgies, gangbangs and even depictions of mutilations and murder. Although the last ones were not her favorite, they still sparked her curiosity. She would fantasize about all of it and was in a constant search for more exotic and perverse material.
A local man she knew was more than willing to buy her the videos and comics she wanted in exchange for a view of her naked cunny or arse. Occasionally she would be talked into letting him grope her a little, but it never went any farther than that. He was a sweaty, balding lolicon (a kind way of saying a pedophile), but it wasn’t that he was a pervert that disgusted her, but rather his demeanor. He was nervous, jittery and acted like some demented child every time he got see her privates or get a grope.
As much as she wanted to actually try some of the things she fantasized about, there was no one she knew that she was willing to try it with. The boys in her school were exactly that, boys. She wanted someone who could teach, guide and control her. In this she was not alone. However, the other girls she knew were all obsessed with the prettiest high school boys in town. It was very common for girls in her country to flaunt over pretty boys. It seemed that the more a boy looked like a girl the more popular he was. Nana had no interest in that. She had a very healthy curiosity about trying things with another girl, but when it came to the opposite sex, she wanted a real man. At first she thought about the yakuza tough guys she saw on TV, but became disillusioned when she met a couple of them in real life. She had a pretty good sense for people, and she was able to size these guys up quick. They were arrogant, loud and insecure. Sure they were low level thugs, but to an at the time eleven year old girl, it determined her whole perception.
She had decided from the many stories she read that a real man didn’t need to prove anything. This was one of the reasons she fell in love with American action movies. Seeing the big, strong actions heroes told her that she would need to meet a foreigner to find the man of her dreams. She put all of her effort into studying English, and wanted desperately to travel to America as soon as she could. However, as fate would have it, a pair of foreigners came to her.
She was on her way home from school when she saw them walking in her direction on the sidewalk. One was the tallest man she had ever seen. That isn’t to say he was extremely tall. He stood 185cm which when compared to the men in her town was very impressive. It wasn’t just his height that caught her attention. Her village wasn’t a typical tourist destination, and these were the first white men she had ever seen in person. On top of that, the tall one was blond haired, blue eyed and lean; she was instantly captivated.
As the two men approached her, she wanted desperately to talk to the tall blond man but with a hot blush creeping up her face she felt far too embarrassed to try. As they got closer though, she heard them arguing. “Tell me again why we’re here? I mean, when you talked me into coming here, you said that there would be cool things to see, but I doubt there’s even a decent bar in this town,” the tall blond said.
It was then that she took note of the other man. He was a bit shorter than his friend, but still tall to her at 177cm. His hair was a reddish brown, but she couldn’t quite make out his eye color because of his glasses. He was also bigger with broad shoulders, a large chest and had a strong jawline. She also found that his accent was different when he replied to his friend, “Yoo’re daft man. Look aroond ye, thes place is bonnie. Ah bit there’s aw kinds ay things tae see in these bens.” Nana thought it sounded sort of like English but couldn’t understand half of what he said.
As she was about to pass them, she suddenly blurted out, “There very nice shrine in canyon.” Both men suddenly stopped in their tracks and stared at her quizzically.
“Imagine 'at, th' lassie speaks English!” the darker haired man said with a big smile. He crouched down in front of her and asked, “What's yer nam sweetheart?”
Her cheeks felt hot and she was sure she was blushing profusely. “Nana,” she said with a squeak.
“Nana, whit a brammer nam. Aam David an' thes is mah mate Mark. He's American, but dornt hauld 'at against heem. Sae whaur is 'at canyon ye tauld us abit?” He talked to her with a big smile, but as much as she wanted to, she couldn’t quite understand him.
Mark, the blond, could see the girl’s confusion and decided to step in. “You’ll have to excuse my friend, he’s Scotch. It took me a while before I could fully understand him too. I’m Mark and this is David; nice to meet you Nana,” he said with a smile. David gave him a pressing look and he asked, “oh yeah, David wanted to know where that canyon with the shrine is that you mentioned.”
Nana beamed at the fact that they were interested in her suggestion. “It a… you go… I show you I think,” she could hardly believe that she had the nerve to say that to these strangers.
They seemed equally surprised with the look they gave each other. “You sure that’s okay sweetie? I’m not sure how your parents would feel about you going off alone with a couple of strangers. Besides aren’t your parent’s expecting you?” Mark asked, thinking that going off with this girl was probably a bad idea.
“It okay my mom trust me. She at work, she no worry, and I have no dad,” she wasn’t lying, but the two men were right that she probably would not be okay with her going off alone with them. Even so, she felt compelled to spend more time with them and know them. Mark looked to David for advice, but received only a shrug in return. With that they hesitantly agreed.
On the way to the canyon Nana pressed them for information about themselves. She discovered that the two men had been college roommates and had just graduated. They were now on a cross-country trip through Japan before each of them went back home. Mark was from Seattle Washington, and David was from Glasgow Scotland. They had both gone to college in Massachusetts, but now that they’ve graduated, wanted to have an adventure before returning home and saying goodbye to each other. They debated about where to go since they each wanted different things. Mark wanted to party in a big city while David wanted to hike across a beautiful landscape and see ancient sites. They finally agreed on Japan.
They started off with an alcohol fueled party through Shibuya and Roppongi then made their way north all the way to Sapporo before turning around and heading to Nagoya, Osaka and Kyoto. There were numerous little places that they stopped at as well from David’s insistence. He loved looking through all the small towns and trying to talk to the locals with little to no success. He told Mark that it was important to appreciate the hidden beauty in all the little things. Mark could really care less. They both had gotten some very fine rides in Tokyo, and he was looking forward to getting back to the action there. However, for David the trip was about more than a few shags. He wanted to experience the entire country both big and small. He was always like this, Mark knew, since he had been dragged to every manner of hole in the wall, backwoods and middle of nowhere spot he could imagine.
After Kyoto, Mark wanted to go back to Tokyo where they had met a freaky pair of Japanese twins that gave them an amazing foursome. It wasn’t the first time they had fucked girls in the same room with each other. They had even double teamed a few girls back in collage, but watching those twins make out with each other and eat each other while they each got a piece, was perhaps the hottest experience of his life. They got the twin’s numbers and promised to call when they got back to Tokyo, but David seemed more interested in seeing every little shine and temple in the country first. Somehow, he even talked Mark into visiting Hiroshima. Mark was worried about radiation, but David told him it was perfectly safe. Marks complaining took a break when they found a little rock & roll bar in Fukuoka. He met a sexy little number who gave him one of the best blowjobs of his life that night. After that, he was in good enough spirits to follow David on random buses heading through Kyushu. Even David didn’t know where they were going and said that was the fun part. Mark was not convinced, but he knew once they made their round about pass through the island, it was back to Tokyo and the Twins.
Now following a girl who looked to be ten years old at most, was making him feel more than a little awkward. He did find it funny that he had to translate for David, so the girl could understand what he was saying. When they finally got to the shrine in the canyon, even Mark had to admit it was beautiful. They wandered around looking at the ornate little buildings and fish ponds before Nana showed them a set of stone stairs that led down to the river at the base of the gorge. They marveled at the bizarre way the water had cut through the rock and followed the girl who promised to show them something interesting.
Nana did have an interesting spot to show them, but she also wanted to be in an isolated spot with the two big men. She had a rape fantasy for a while and if it was going to happen she wanted these two men to do it. She did doubt they would actually attack her, but she wanted to give them the opportunity.
The cave that she showed them was filled with numerous neatly stacked piles of rocks. They asked what they meant, and she explained that people made them to get rid of bad feelings. As they continued to walk along the mouth of the cave, she daydreamed about them grabbing her and forcing her to the ground. She was so caught up in her fantasy that she didn’t watch her footing and slipped on some mud. Her feet came out from under her and landed hard on her bum. She wailed with pain shooting up from between her legs.
David rushed over to her, nearly slipping himself. He tried to help her to her feet, but as she started to raise, she howled again and put her hand on her bum. When she withdrew it, David saw blood on her hand. “Och guff th' lassie is bleedin'!” He exclaimed and without hesitation helped her onto her knees and lifted her skirt to find out where the bleeding was coming from. He saw that her white panties had a large red stain and, without thinking, slid them down her legs to find the source. On the right side of her vulva, the point of a stick was imbedded into her tender flesh.
“Damn that looks painful!” Mark said as David reached up to pull the stick out. “Hey man, I don’t think you should do that. I heard that you’re supposed to leave impaled objects in until a doctor can take it out.”
David looked at his friend as if he were stupid. “She isnae gonnae be able tae donner wi' it in 'er fud, an' it isnae pluggin' an artery ur anythin' loch 'at.”
Mark scratched his head trying to think. “I get that she isn’t going to be able to walk with a stick jammed in her snatch, and she isn’t gonna bleed to death if you take it out, but shouldn’t one of us stay here and the other go get help?”
Nana suddenly got very nervous. “No! I get in trouble if mom find out. Please help me home. I no want trouble,” she said with a rush. She didn’t think there would really be any consequences if her mother found out. However, her mother was a nurse at the local hospital, she never wanted to go back to that hospital again. She also knew she would have to say goodbye to her new friends, and that she couldn’t have yet.
Mark and David exchanged nervous glances then Mark just shrugged. David put a hand on her bum to hold her still as he said, “Brace yerself honey, thes is gonna hurt.” With that, he pulled the stick out in a quick jerk. She squeaked a cry of pain and collapsed forward with her naked arse still in the air. David, pulled her panties back up, but as he did, he saw a thick, clear bead of liquid rolling down her thigh. He was somewhat aghast, but figured it was just some kind of strange mixed reaction from her body and pushed it out of his mind. After he had her panties back on, he picked her up in his arms and carried her out of the canyon.
Mark asked her for directions to her home once they were back at the street, and he felt more than a little self-conscious from the various looks they received. Still, he figured they were helping her, so it didn’t matter if they got some odd glances. What he didn’t expect was all the people that came up to them offering help. This was definitely not the cold shoulder or rushed, negative conclusions they would get back in Boston. Nana would just say something to them in Japanese and they would give a few quick bows before leaving. Mark felt like they met half the town by the time they got to her apartment. They knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He retrieved her keys from her backpack and brought her inside.
The apartment was a small two bedroom. David gently set her down, making sure she could stand on her own then helped her take off her shoes. He noticed blood on his arm that had been holding her legs. “We better gie 'at woond cleaned ur it will gie infected,” he said nervously realizing what that would involve.
Mark suddenly became nervous also at the idea. He knew that she probably wouldn’t be able to do this herself considering the location, but if she told her mother that they touched her down there, they would have a hard time explaining themselves. It was already bad enough that they had already seen her with panties down. “Nana do you have any medicine for cuts or scrapes?” She nodded her head yes, and with some help from David, went to the kitchen to get a bottle of Betadine antiseptic, alcohol swabs and some butterfly strips. He found it surprising that they were so well stocked with medical supplies not yet knowing that her mother was a nurse. “Now Nana, we’re worried that the place you’re bleeding from might get infected if we don’t get it cleaned properly. I’m sure you wouldn’t feel right about us doing it, but if you need help we can…” He was suddenly cut off as she excitedly interjected.
“You can do. I mean, eto… I please like you help,” she said with a blush as she realized she sounded too excited about it. “We go bath, yes?” Her question made both men gulp a little. They realized this was probably best since she was all muddy, but it also meant being with a completely nude little girl. Mark and David kept telling themselves that it was completely innocent and they were only helping an injured girl. They just hoped the mother would be understanding if she happened to come home at an awkward moment.
Once inside the bathroom, David helped her strip off her muddy clothes and handed them to mark who rinsed them before putting them in the washing machine in the next room. However, they traded places when Mark couldn’t figure out how to start the washer. A moment later Mark heard the washer start. David hesitantly returned to the bathroom to find Mark holding a hand shower for the girl as she gently rinsed the mud from her face, arms and legs. She seemed to be having trouble, and when David looked closer saw that her palms were skinned. “Och hen, yer hans swatch loch they pure hurt.” Nana just looked confused.
Once again Mark translated, pointing to her hands with concern. “Yes, hurt very much. Can you help wash?”
Mark suddenly felt like a nervous child as his face flushed. He started to reach out to wipe some mud of her but pulled back. “Hey David, can you help her out here? I can’t do it.”
David rolled his eyes, “Ye ur sic' a fud,” he said to Mark, which was the Scottish equivalent of calling him a pussy. He then took the hand shower from him and rinsed her while gently brushing mud from her arm, and told her, “If aam tay roogh ur ye want me tae gonnae-no, jist teel me okay?” Mark explained that he was telling her if she wanted him to stop washing her to tell them.
Nana reveled in the feel of David’s hand on her body. She wished mark hadn’t been too shy, but she thought David was very handsome too. He had a kind way about him, but bold too. He didn’t hesitate to take action, and she really liked that. He was getting some spray on his glasses then lifted them onto his head. For the first time, she got a good look at his eyes. They were blue on the outer edge, green in the center and an earthy red near the pupil. She was captivated and thought they were the most amazing eyes she had ever seen.
He used some liquid soap and softly washed her body. She felt herself getting very wet as he washed her bum, and although his hands didn’t linger, she felt electric shocks run through her body when he brushed her nipples. He then had her lay down so he could make sure her wound was thoroughly clean before closing it. He was very careful to touch her as little as possible, but carefully inspected her injury. It was narrow but appeared fairly deep. He wondered if they should have insisted on taking her to a hospital after all. Still, he seemed to have everything he needed, so he swabbed her hands followed by the spot between her legs. She clenched her teeth and sucked in air sharply. “Sorry abit 'at honey. we're almost dain,” he told her in a soothing voice. He then applied some antiseptic to her palms, and this time she whimpered with a tear rolling down her cheek. He held her palms in front him and gently blew on them.
His blowing on her palms made her feel much better. However, he told her that he was now going to put the antiseptic on her other wound. She nervously nodded her understanding, but shut her eyes tight as an intense burning sensation stung sharply between her legs. She asked him to blow on that spot too. He somewhat reluctantly accepted then began blowing from where he was kneeling. She asked him to get closer and bit by bit he did. Eventually, he was only a couple inches away from her pussy, and the blowing air from his lips made her feel exquisite.
He then carefully closed the puncture with the butterfly strips. However, he had dried her thoroughly with a towel before starting and now saw that the girl was visibly wet at the entrance to her pussy. He was startled but couldn’t deny his curiosity as to what was making her body react this way. He thought surely she couldn’t be sexually aroused from blowing on her or being naked with them, especially considering the circumstances and her age. In THE END
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