Chapter 16

Andrea left early the next morning for the office under the pretense of making arrangements for Yuki to return home. In reality she was doing nothing of the kind and made other plans for the attractive Asian girl, plans she knew would shock and horrify both Yuki and Vickie if they only knew what she had in mind.

Vickie and Yuki spent the day together, getting to know each other, sharing stories of their families and early lives. Yuki explained how her family had moved to the United States only eight months ago, her father an automotive corporate manager. Yuki had learned some English in Japan, but, knowing little of American culture, she had had trouble making friends and spent most of her spare time at home helping her mother or studying.

While both enjoyed sharing their interest in boys, each girl felt a strange attraction, part emotional, part erotic, to the other. At one moment, Vickie, looking at Yuki, would see a younger sister figure, someone to bond with, share secrets with and to protect, yet, she also looked at the girl with yearnings, an erotic attraction which she could not deny, even though she attempted to suppress it. She remembered Yuki's warm, probing tongue in her nest that night after Yuki had lost the fight and been "rented" for the evening. The helpless whinings of the girl and the high pitched squeals of pain mixed with orgasm had driven Vickie to intense orgasms of her own. For Yuki, the feelings were similar. She looked up to Vickie as her protector, her benefactor. She owed so much to the this girl who had saved her from, first T.J. and then Mikel. Yet, Yuki had also been profoundly influenced by the night spent with Andrea and Vickie as their plaything. She realized that Vickie had tried to refrain, knowing Yuki was being treated as a common whore, yet the American girl could not resist her oral pleasures, something which brought a smile to Yuki's face, for Vickie's nest had been responsive and her orgasm sweet. Yuki thought she would not really mind having Vickie for her "owner". The thought of belonging to the young brunette and pleasuring her on demand made her own nest moist.

They were returning from a walk in the park in the late afternoon as Yuki suggested they go out to dinner together.

"I'm... afraid I can't," responded Vickie.

"Why not?"

"Uh, I... I think Andrea has other plans."

"What other plans?"

The moment was awkward for Vickie. She wanted to tell Yuki, to share this most awful secret with a girl she already considered her best friend, yet, she knew that revealing why she must lose her virginity to Andrea would only make Yuki feel terribly responsible. Since there was nothing either could do about it, Vickie thought it better to keep that part a secret.

"Aunt Andrea and I made an agreement. She has fulfilled her part and now I must fulfill mine."

"How?"

"Let's just say I got what I wanted and now she's going to get what she wants."

Yuki was confused by Vickie's obfuscation but it was obvious her friend did not wish to talk about it, so she allowed Vickie to change the subject.

"You'll be going home soon," brightened Vickie as they entered the apartment.

"Yes. Must tell parents everything, beg forgiveness."

"I'm sure they will understand once you explain."

"Yuki hope so."

There was a pause. Yuki was obviously having trouble expressing herself.

"... Vickie, Yuki want to go home, gain forgiveness of parents, but Yuki also want to... stay with Vickie."

"Well, maybe after you get things settled with your parents, you could come for a visit."

"Yuki like that. Vickie best friend Yuki ever have."

"I feel the same way."

There was a moment when Yuki wanted to fall into Vickie's arms, to make love to this girl to whom she owed so much and for whom she felt such intense yearning. Unbeknown to Yuki, Vickie was experiencing similar feelings. This girl was becoming more than a friend, but Vickie also remembered how she had been a participant in abusing the young Asian and she did not want that kind of relationship and she certainly did not want Yuki feeling any kind of obligation toward her. So, while their eyes met for a long moment, Vickie felt she could not be sure whether her emotions were telling her to take the girl to bed out of true feelings or simply out of erotic desire. She wanted Yuki, her nest moistening as she gazed into the beautiful brown orbs which returned her look with... what? a desire of their own? Vickie could not be sure whether the look she was receiving was one of mutual desire or some sort of misplaced desire to repay a debt.

Vickie turned away, the moment broken.

"How about we listen to some CDs?" she asked.

"All right," responded Yuki, even more disappointed that the moment had passed than Vickie.

"I have good news," smiled Andrea as she entered the apartment that evening, "Yuki, your parents are anxious to see you and I've booked you on a flight home tomorrow morning."

"That's wonderful!" cried Vickie, secretly wishing Yuki's flight home would not have been for a few more days.

"Yuki smiled as well, thankful she would be reunited with her family, yet torn, realizing she would be leaving Vickie.

"Thank you very much. You have both been so kind."

"I'm so happy for you!" said Vickie hugging the girl, again experiencing a dichotomy of feelings, compassionate and loving, and sexual.

"A reason to celebrate," suggested Andrea, moving to the cabinet and pouring each of them a glass of wine.

"Andrea, would it be all right if Yuki came back for a visit?" asked Vickie.

"Of course, whenever you would like," smiled the aunt.

Yuki and Vickie smiled warmly at each other. The looks the two had exchanged and finding them in bed together last night made it clear to Andrea that the two young women were fast becoming more than friends.

As they finished another glass of wine, Andrea looked to Vickie.

"And now dear..."

"Yes, I know. Yuki, Aunt Andrea and I need to be alone for awhi..."

"Not at all," interrupted the older woman, "after all you saw Yuki deflowered, why shouldn't she have the same privilege."

Yuki's eyes went wide in surprise.

"You saw?" she exclaimed.

"Yes, you see T.J. sold me the tape, or at least a copy," she lied. "Vickie and I watched it one night together."

Yuki was burning with embarrassment as Vickie, also flustered, tried to explain.

"I... I didn't know you then. I thought it was just an ordinary porn video.

"And quite entertaining it turned out to be," smirked Andrea, "so entertaining that Vickie fingered herself to orgasm. She watched it over and over."

"I... I felt your pain, but... God it was just so erotic to see you so helpless."

"That fourteen inch dick reaming you didn't hurt either," added Andrea, amused at Vickie's discomfort as well as Yuki's. "So, Yuki, join us. Tonight you get to turn the tables."

"I don't understa..." stammered the young Asian.

"Oh, so Vickie hasn't told you about our little arrangement. How noble. It was Vickie's idea to rescue you from T.J. and then Mikel. My niece, rather heroically, allowed Mikel to take her anally as part of Mikel's agreeing to let her fight for you. I supplied the money to help bribe Mikel to let her fight. Even after the fight I had to pay a rather sizable sum to buy you... uh that is your freedom. To repay me, Vickie has agreed to give me something, something very important to her."

Yuki looked to Vickie, who could not meet her eyes.

"You see, Yuki, Vickie agreed to give me her virginity in exchange for my supplying the money to bribe T.J. and Mikel."

Yuki's eyes widened and her mouth flew open.

"You agree to this? For me?"

"I... couldn't bear what they were doing to you."

"But I am nothing but whore."

"That's not true, Yuki. You did those things because you had to, because they made you. You're the sweetest, nicest person I've ever known."

Andrea finished her glass of wine.

"And now dear, why don't you go slip into something more comfortable... and revealing."

Vickie silently went to her room. She returned moments later in only a black fishnet body stocking. She reddened as she saw Yuki's eyes take in her body, then look away, to preserve some small degree of Vickie's sense of modesty.