Chapter 4

Miki was sitting in her room stressing out about the ordeal of having to take her bath. What bothered her most was that there was something about Sunny that she couldn’t quite get a handle on. She had this deep-seated feeling that there was some irresistible force drawing them together. This slim, pretty, Korean girl had invaded her thoughts and wouldn’t leave. Even so, she was terrified of what might happen if she let herself get close and then Sunny’s life went in a direction that didn’t include her in some way. I can’t let that happen. Letting her see me naked and holding me will require me to trust her on a level I’m terrified to step up to. Besides, there’s no key for this bathroom door...

Sunny sat on the stool at the breakfast bar trying to steel herself for the ordeal she knew was coming. Oh well, she thought, it won’t get done sitting here.

Sunny rose from the chair and headed towards Miki’s room. She gently knocked twice and peeked around the door: no Miki. Sunny stepped into the bedroom and looked towards the bathroom and to her dismay, the door what shut. With a sigh of frustration, she walked to the bathroom door and gently knocked.

For the other side of the door she heard Miki say “Go away! I’ll bathe myself.”

“Miki, please, don’t be this way. Don’t do something that will get you injured and me in serious trouble. Please, open the door and let me in.”

“Go away, I said. The door’s locked and there’s no key,”

“Listen to me, Miki, we have two choices here. Either you unlock the door and let me in or, I can kick the door in. I may be small, but I can dead lift 225 pounds, and putting my foot through this door shouldn’t be too much of a problem. Under the circumstances, I don’t think your mom would disapprove.”

“Then kick it in. I’ve got this wheelchair braced against it. You don’t have a chance of getting in.”

‘Alright then ... Let’s ratchet this thing down a few notches and calm down a minute or two, okay?”

Silence.

Sunny paced the floor and started to run things through her mind. Well, neither pleas nor threats worked. I guess all I have left is play my hunch about leveling the playing field. I just sincerely hope I don’t regret this later...

“Miki?”

Silence.

“Miki, please answer me and let me know you’re listening.”

“I can hear you, what do you want to say?”

“I have a proposition for you. How about we level the playing field?”

“What do you mean?”

“If you agree to what I’m about to say, then answer by unlocking the door, Okay?”

“I’m listening, but don’t expect to hear the lock open anytime tonight.”

“Alright, here goes. If you agree to unlock the door and let me help you with your bath, I’ll take all of my clothes off and walk through that door completely naked: just like you.”

Silence.

“Well, what do you think? Don’t you think that’s fair? What I’m saying is that I won’t ask you to do something I’m not willing to do myself. If you want to come outside here, I’ll go first. I’ll disrobe first, then you. We’ll both go into the bathroom completely naked. This is my one time only final offer. What do you say?”

There were a few seconds of silence then suddenly, “Click!” The door started to slowly open. Miki started to come out of the bathroom but stopped right in the doorway. Sunny started to walk to her, but Miki held up her hand and ordered, “Stop right there. If I come out, will you keep your word, and do as you promise?”

“Miki, you have my word.”

“Okay.” Miki then throttled her chair forward and into the bedroom. She stopped next to the bed and asked “Why are you doing this? No one has ever wanted to meet me as an equal in anything. Why is it so important to you to do this for me?”

“I don’t know. It’s just a feeling that somehow, it feels like the right thing to do with the right person. I can’t explain it.”

“You haven’t forgotten what you promised in the kitchen did you? About always being around for me?”

“I haven’t forgotten.”

“Okay, you start, and I’ll follow your lead.”

Sunny sat on the bed and slowly removed her shoes and socks. She then stood facing Miki and slowly started to unbutton her blouse and laid it on the bed. She then reached around and unhooked her bra but stopped and held her bra to her chest with her left hand. Miki’s eyes were wide, seemingly captivated by the unfolding events, then Sunny slowly removed her hand and the bra fell into her hand. She placed her bra on top of her blouse. Miki swallowed so loudly it seemed to break the silence. Without looking to see Miki’s reaction, Sunny looked down at her skirt and unbuttoned the waistband, letting it slip down her legs. She daintily stepped out of the puddle and pointing her right toe slid the skirt out of the way. Sunny then hooked her fingers on each side of the waistband of her panties and slowly shimmied them down her thighs, stepping out of them when they hit the floor.

She looked up to see Miki with a calm, serene look on her face and a tear slid down her left cheek. Sunny knew her long blue-black hair covered her breasts, so she gently pulled her hair back and over her shoulders. Suddenly, with Miki drinking in her nude form Sunny suddenly felt extremely vulnerable.

My gosh, Sunny, you’ve got a great figure! Small, but perfect! Hmm, at seventeen, why do you only have a few hairs on your pussy?

Miki smiled and whispered, “You’re so beautiful! This is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever done for me. You’re just so, so beautiful, Sunny. Thank you for doing this for me.”

All the tension of slowly undressing for this young girl suddenly evaporated, and Sunny covered her mouth and started to cry. After a few moments, she walked to Miki’s side, knelt and the two girls embraced. Sunny whispered in Miki’s ear, “Now will you believe I will never do anything to ever hurt you?”

Feeling Miki’s tears on her bare shoulder, Miki nodded into Sunny’s neck. She wasn’t sure, but Sunny thought that for a moment, Miki might have kissed her on the neck. Miki pulled back and Sunny slowly rode to her feet. She stepped back to take in the view as Miki started to disrobe.

Miko looked into Sunny’s eyes and all she saw was acceptance. She seemed calm and collected with such a reassuring smile on her face. Sunny, if you can bare yourself for me and be vulnerable, I will follow my heart and open up to you. I’m scared to death ― terrified ― but somehow, I know that you are the only person in my life to treat me, my feelings and concerns with true empathy and understanding. Mrs. Stanley was nice, and she was like a beloved aunt, but YOU ... deep down in my soul I know you’re different and I’m frightened to open myself and show you the me that no one has ever seen before; including my mom.

Miki never took her eyes off Sunny and she unbuttoned her shirt. She removed her shirt and tossed it on the bed. Cross-armed, she lifted her sports bra over her head and tossed it on top of her shirt. She saw Sunny take a breath. When Miki’s breasts came into full view, Sunny’s breath halted with a soft gasp.

“Miki, your breasts are gorgeous! You’re bigger and fuller than me, but you’re simply beautiful!”

Miki’s breasts were a full C cup with a slight teardrop shape with small brown upturned nipples. My gosh! I can feel my nipples are hard as pebbles! Sunny, yours look pretty hard also.

Miki had on a pair of black slacks with an elastic waistband, they were easier to pull on and off when she went to the restroom. She hooked her thumbs in her waistband and shimmied them down as far as she could. She then rocked her butt cheeks from side to side as she worked them down and to her knees.

For the first time in her life, Miki worried about what someone would thing of her atrophied, skinny legs. She was a fragile girl to begin with, only 5’2” and ninety-eight pounds, but still...

Sunny slowly moved to Miki, knelt and began to slip off her shoes and socks for her. “Do you want some help getting these off?” she said as she reached for Miki pants.

“Yes please.”

Sunny pulled Miki’s pants and underwear off her legs and set them on the bed with the rest of her clothes.

“Miki, you’re so very, very beautiful! Your caramel skin is flawless and looks like liquid gold.” As she ran her hand down Miki’s calf, she remarked, “Your legs are still very shapely. I bet if you were to stand up, they’d look sexy.”

Miki giggled and replied, “That’s funny because just a minute ago, I was worried you’d laugh at my skinny legs.”

After a shared chuckle, Sunny said, “Come on, you’d better take your bath. If your mom came home and saw me naked, I’d be in a paddy wagon going to Baltimore County Jail in five minutes flat.”

Miki nodded and steered towards the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom, Sunny closed the lid and sat on the toilet as they waited for the tub to fill. Miki remarked that Sunny was the first girl she’d ever seen naked; not even her mom. Sunny commented that she’s never seen her mom nude either. Asians never talk about sex or anything remotely connected to it, but they sure do it a lot. Look at China’s population.

When the tub was filled, Sunny said, “Come on, let’s get the show on the road.”

Sunny swatted a little and Miki put her right arm around Sunny’s shoulder and hugged her firmly. When Sunny lifted Miki up, her left nipple came in contact with Miki’s right nipple as their breasts pressed against each other. The electric spark was immediate and felt by both girls. Sunny looked wide-eyed at Miki and Miki looked wide-eyed back. The moment passed, and Sunny gently lowered Miki into the tub.

Sunny started to leave to let Miki bathe in peace, but Miki asked softly, “Please stay. Please stay and talk to me.”

As Miki soaped up the washcloth there was an awkward silence. Sunny observed Miki and in a somewhat Freudian slip whimsically said, “Boy, I wish I had boobs like you.”

Both girls giggled. Miki replied “Yours are small, but they’re perfectly shaped. I really like your puffy nipples, they’re so unique and pretty.”

Both girls were blushing at each other’s nudity. To continue the light mood, Sunny remarked, “Boy, you sure have a forest down there!”

“Yeah, I hate it. I wish I was bare like you. I think you have a pretty kitty. I hated it when I grew hair. I liked the way I looked without it.”

“I have a little bit. I’m pretty sure I take after my dad. He didn’t have any leg or chest hair, and just a smidgen under his arms. Speaking of hair, I never thought about black people’s hair before, but your hair is so amazingly soft. I wish mine was anywhere near as soft as yours. I can’t understand it, Miki. You’ve got a beautiful face, obviously you’ve got a great figure, even in a wheelchair your beauty is evident. Surely guys hit on you, don’t they?”