Based on characters that appear in "Become the Snow Princess" and "Two Girls from Tokyo."
So when Nobuko and I finished high school, and we're going to college, we got jobs. I had to: Nobuko came with me out of solidarity or something. It was the condition I accepted to stay at Mom's. She wanted me to go to college, wanted to keep me out of her world, but insisted I get a taste for the "real world," whatever the fuck that is.
I wasn't ready to be on my own, so I accepted. Then she got jobs for us; part-time job at a McDonald's knock-off owned by one of her clients, probably some gangster or some other loser with money. This is where we became friends with Rie. Rie had also gone to our high school, in the class ahead of us. She was from the actual bad crowd, and because she was older we didn't have that much contact with her. That's how it is at a Japanese school, you stick with the people from your own class (except for the guys who went after the girls from the lower-classes, and the girls who chased after upper-class boys). What contact we did have with her was governed by our subordinate position, but outside of high school is a different world, and when Nobu and I started working she looked out for us. All the other people there were "good boys and girls" she told us with a sneer our first day. At first she acted as if she was only being nice so she'd have someone to smoke with; I mean, Nobu and I were never that "bad" the sense that she meant it.
I talk about myself and Nobu as if we were heavy duty gang babes, but mostly I was just a tough kid who kind of liked to fight. I mean, I may have been small in the breast department, but I was no runt. As for the look, that's how people saw me, so I went along. It just made things easier, since in Japan, if you're not part of a group, you're shit. I feel a little sorry for Nobuko though, because she's really was a nice kid, and were it not for me, she probably would have had a more "normal" life. You know, go to college, get a job, marry some guy she met at the company. Some guy like the pigs that come into the clubs I've worked in, like the guys who buy my videos. Fuck that. When I think of it that way, I think that maybe I did her a favor. Anyway, she's doing all right, even if this business hasn't been as good to her as it has to me.
Rie, however, was a hard-core gang bitch. Boy, could I tell you some stories about her, and maybe later I will. The point I want to get to here though is that Rie was even more brazen than I. Much more so; while I was sexually bold, Rie was brazen, a regular sex goddess. Besides being a girl that you simple didn't mess with, she was insanely hot looking. Like Nobuko, she'd been wearing regular bras since junior high, but unlike Nobu, she had never been chubby. She had really nice hips, a thin waist and the greatest set of tits I ever buried my face in. From the moment I got my first glimpse of those nearly d-cup beauties in the employee's change room, I began calculating how to get my hands on them. She drove men crazy with those tits, and it wasn't long before she used them to get out of slinging burgers.
It was because of her that we were able to go to clubs we were actually too young to get into. She never told us where she got the fake IDs, but who was I to complain. Rie loved to get dressed up, showing a lot of cleavage, just to get the guys to come after her. Then, unless they were really hot, or really loaded, she'd string them along for awhile, then slam the door. Cold. I would have gladly taken most of the guys she'd walk away from, but seeing the looks on their faces when they realized that they weren't going to get any of what Rie was showing off made the sacrifice well worth it. And besides, I no longer had that much trouble getting laid, and I always had Nobu and our toys.
Japan is a country prone to fads, during the decadence of Japan's 'bubble economy' that fad was body consciousness, that is, girls making others conscious of their nearly naked bodies. When the biggest techno-dance club in Tokyo introduced "bodycon" stage dancing, or when it just happened, it caught on like wild fire.
Here it's not unusual for girls to dance alone or with each other, but when this thing started, the dynamics changed. The girls would come to the club wearing the skimpiest get-ups possible, and get up on stage and dance. As the night progressed, the micro-minis dropped off, leaving the girls to dance in their bras and panties. It wasn't a strip club, and the girls weren't pros, it was just wanton exhibitionism. In a culture where you are never suppose to attract attention to yourself, the chance to reveal yourself openly, and without repercussions, is quite a release. It was part of the sensuality of corrupted innocence that has served me so well.
The club that started the whole thing ended it before I could see it, but there were plenty of copy-cats around, so we decided to check one out. Except for the stages, it was a typical disco, a lot of flashing lights and noise, the same constant beat drumming in your ears. And then there were the girls on the stages, in the center of the floor, and along the wall. A stage crowded with everyday office workers and store clerks, showing off a lot of skin is quite a sight. They all wore some form of T-back under their minis, or color-matched, super short spandex dresses, or a strip of cloth that passed for a skirt. The ones who had cleavage were showing it off; the ones who didn't showed a lot of skin nonetheless. I was fascinated. I mean, I was (and am) pretty immodest, always wearing my skirts as short as possible, but this took the idea of displaying myself to a new level. I wanted to strip to my underwear and get up on stage the first time we were there.
I wanted to, but I didn't. I was still pretty self-conscious about being so small on top, and I was sure that once I was up on stage, someone would see how young I looked an make a stink, even though I was legal.
These clubs packed the men in by the droves, and that's what Rie came for. And even though she wasn't on stage, she could still cause jaws to drop, that's how good she was. It was fun to watch her fuck with these guys. Still, she wasn't getting as much attention if she would if she were on stage, and so when we heard about a club that was holding a contest, best costume, best dancer, that kind of thing, Rie was hot to enter. In fact, she decided that she was going to win, and we set to planning her outfit. What we came up with wasn't as skimpy as what we'd seen the other girls wearing, but it sure was sexy. Rie had a deep red silk Chinese dress that someone had given her. You know the kind, with the high collar and a slit up one side. Well, she never wore it, so we decided to alter it. Mostly it was Nobu's creation.
Nobu took the sleeves off and cut the back out, open enough to reveal almost half of Rie's ass cleavage. The opening formed a V that started at her ass, sloped up under her arms, and around her neck. The dress had a two loop-button opening at the collar, which Nobu slit open to the navel, leaving one button at the very top, and moving the other to about half-way between her breast and her navel. She also took in the bust to make it tighter, so Rie's breasts worked to push open the front. This also pushed her tits together, creating really great cleavage. Most of the girls we'd seen always showed a lot of leg, wearing mostly mini-skirts or dresses, and no one we saw wore anything long, but Rie decided not to shorten the dress. We could always cut it into a mini for next time, if this look didn't work. She did want to show off her legs however, so Nobu opened the side-slit to Rie's waist, and added a matching slit to the other side. Considering how much it revealed, it's length and high collar only worked to intensify the dress's sensuality.
When Nobu was finished sewing and we were helping Rie get into it, I was a little "careless" about how I handled Rie's tits. It did take a little effort to get them into the space provided, but I was handling them more than necessary and Rie noticed.
Rie whispered to me smiling, "So the rumors about you are true?"
"What rumors are those?" I whispered back, but I smiled, and took hold of one of Rie's nipples under the dress, and rolled it between my fingers.
She moaned softly and said, "After you guys leave, why don't you come back later." So, Rie too. I began to wonder how many girls there were like us.
I licked at her ear a little and said, "The rumors are true for Nobuko too."
"What are you two whispering about?" Nobu said .
"She's on to us," I said.
"Oh," Nobu said, "and how does she feel about it?"
I was standing behind her, my hands shoved between her breasts and the dress. She had her head on my shoulder, cooing softly. "It feels good," she said. That was all Nobu needed to hear, and she was down on her knees, her hands in the side-slits of Rie's dress, pulling her panties off. She stuck her head under the dress and Rie was soon moaning with a little more volume. I felt Nobu move her hands on to Rie's ass, and I knew where she was going. Rie's breathing became ragged, and I felt her knees go weak. I didn't have any trouble holding her up though, considering where my hands were.
"Get me out of this dress," Rie said. I unbuttoned it, pulled the collar up over her head and dropped the dress on Nobu's head.
"Thanks a lot," Nobu said, standing up.
