(http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/akikobanner.jpg) (http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/akiko.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=22690.msg933413#msg933413">Quote from: goalt on 11-11-2008, 19:03:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Her blush was cute. I might have blushed, too, if I were someone else. But I don't blush easily. Instead, I smiled and took a deep breath. The moment of truth. <strong>"I was, yeah. That's not a problem, is it?"</strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Akiko turned a darker shade of red at Mariko's words, as they arrived at the dorms. She turned to look at the pretty but tomboyish girl who walked with her, "Umm.... not a problem, no. I'm sorry, Mariko-san, I'm really new to all this and.... maybe you could teach me stuff? About all of this, you know, relationships and love?"<br/><br/>Akiko blushed as she thought about what it was she wanted Mariko to teach her.... many arousing and private acts that she'd fantasized about for years now, after finally deciding that she did indeed like women, and not men. She wanted to love and be loved, not just hop into bed with every other cute girl, however. Finding a woman that embraced her sexuality towards women, however, was near impossible, so she'd resigned herself to never finding love. Maybe this girl here could be her best chance? Grandparents would disapprove, but Akiko would likely not tell them while they still lived. Her grandparents were getting somewhat old, both in their seventies now, her grandmother seemingly becoming more fragile by the day.<br/><br/>She knew her father would not understand, but her Mother and her Uncle would. She would be sure to confide in her sensei, her Uncle Kenji-sama, who was like a second father to her. She could use his advise right now, tell her what it is she was doing wrong before she did it, with this attractive girl who was hitting on her.<br/><br/>"M-maybe, we should go t-talk about this in the dorm, Mariko-san?" Akiko blushed again, realizing that the public hall wasn't the best place to this nature of conversation.