Finding Love (Tom and naoi)
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				Title: <strong>Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>31-07-2008, 14:55:21</strong>
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				Wendy had a cock. She was born with male genitals, but already as a child it was obvious that she was otherwise a girl. She was interested in traditional girl stuff and had very feminine features. She bloomed quite early and in her first teen years quickly developed full breasts, and an otherwise very shapely figure. She was a beautiful, sensual young woman in every way; apart from her big male cock.<br><br>Under advice from doctors and other professionals, her parents decided to keep Wendy's condition a secret. They didn't <em>want </em> her to be ashamed of what she had, but they feared having other kids tease her about it (which some surely would) might be even worse on her. They tried to tell her it was mostly for practical reasons and emphasized her self-esteem through her intelligence, good-looks and other feminine aspects.<br><br>Wendy didn't seem to suffer much. She couldn't shower with the other girls (and she definently couldn't shower with the boys). Some explanation were given to the other kids about a special allergy that prevented her from washing with normal piped water. A few girls had caught on to subliminal signals perhaps; and there were rumors about Wendy maybe being lesbian, but nothing was defininte; and it wasn't that big a deal.<br><br>She was fairly outgoing and friendly, although she didn't really have any real close friends. She did well at school. She was somewhere halfway between a geek and the cheerleading type; always dressed perfectly, but on the chessteam. Wendy had never really been in love and she was struggling a bit with her sexual feelings; she didn't quite understand them so she tried not to think about sex a lot.<br><br>She was 16 when something changed. Sitting in her classroom one morning, the teacher told everyone a new girl was joining their class. She looked in the direction of the door. Wendy was dressed in a knee-long pink skirt, with white knee-high socks, a white top and pink ribbons in her blonde hair with short bunches.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>31-07-2008, 23:38:30</strong>
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				Johari Dafina was nervous. As to why, it was because she was walking beside her new Headmaster after just joining a new school. Today would be the first day she would meet her new classmates. The palms of her hands were sticky from sweat, which she used to run through dark, long locks. Her hair was long, down to the small of her back, and thick, ebony waves curling in huge ringlets at the end. Her face was framed by a long feathered fringe covering her left eye, while another tuft cupped her other cheek.<br><br>She was of mid-eastern descent, with exotic kohl rimmed eyes, and bright, curious hazel irises, which seemed to change from molten gold to golden honey depending on her mood. And right now, her eyes were a blazing bronze in her nervous state. The air was colder here than she was used to, and so she shivered, biting her lips and really not paying attention to the man beside her, goosebumps rising on the arm of her slightly bronzed skin.<br><br>Her parents had deemed it necessary for her to transfer, claiming that this new school had facilities that could improve her music and help her. Apparently, the school had a higher percentage of scholarship graduates to top colleges and the like. They'd told her they only wanted the best for her. And so she had acquiesced, not really having a problem with the English language. The problem was meeting new people. <br><br>Johari appeared quiet and studious to most students, and so she tended to be left alone to her own devices, even though she would've liked nothing more than to attend a slumber party or go out shopping. Never really unpopular, she was thought of more as a quiet beauty not to be disturbed. Again, she shivered. Hopefully, this time things would be different. She tugged down the edges of her black, just below mid-thigh mini-skirt, the hem of which just covered the tops of her thigh high socks. Silver bangles on her wrists jingled lightly as her white blouse was adjusted as well. Around her neck lay an ornate silver necklace with two joined bells as the pendant, and in her hair was a white rose clip, also with two bells on it.<br><br>At every step, she seemed to emit a tiny burst of sound, faint and light. Finally, the pulled up to the classroom and the Headmaster opened the door for her.<br>"I have the new student, Johari here," he said politely, and the teacher nodded. And then she was alone at the front of the class. <br>"What don't you introduce yourself, and then take a seat next to Wendy, the blond girl over there," he told with a smile. Johari nodded shyly before smiling softly at the class.<br>"My name is Johari Dafina, and I'm new here. I hope we can get along," she murmured, voice soft and sweet, a hint of a blush on her cheeks as she walked, jingling lightly, to her newly appointed seat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 09:05:00</strong>
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				Wendy didn't realize her jaw had dropped until a little later. She wasn't even aware of the fact that her heart was pounding in her chest, even if the pulse spread through her arteries up to her ears. She wasn't aware of what this feelings was and perhaps only months or years into the future could she say that <em>this </em> was what infatuation was. And that <em>this </em> was love at first sight; at least on her part. Her head was spinning and she didn't even catch the girl's name as she introduced herself.<br><br>Through a series of unlikely events, fate had been on her side. Mike Carlson had been sick all weak, so Owen Michaels had moved back a row to sit next to Melissa Anderson. The three of them were collaborating on a schoool project. When Owen moved, Karen Pearson had wanted to sit next to Wendy; they were sort of friends. However, when Karen was caught cheating on the math quiz yesterday (stealing her answers from Wendy), she was moved to the back row. And so...there was an opening next to Wendy.<br><br>Wendy turned to the girl and tried to smile, whispering a muffled "Hi". She might be grinning sheepishly instead, but couldn't really tell for sure. A blush on her face, obscured the light trace of frecles on Wendy's nose. She quickly turned forwards, but her attention remained with the girl at her side; glancing sideways from the corners of her eyes. Meanwhile, the teacher welcomed Johari and then began another boring lecture.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 12:52:23</strong>
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				Somehow, there was something intriguing about the girl she had been seated next to. Johari found herself unable to look away from the golden ponytails beside her, and her almond shaped eyes widened even as her pulse quickened slightly. And unusual reaction, but she brushed it aside, unwilling to admit she was blushing. Thankfully, her skin was bronzed enough that the blush wasn't really all that noticeable. She didn't think she could stand that sort of humiliation.<br><br>A return smile blazed across her lips and Johari returned the greeting, deeming Wendy as someone nice.<br>"Hi, I'm Johari," she replied, equally as softly so as not to disrupt the lesson or attract the teacher's attention. As soon as the other's attention was focused on the board, or so she thought, Johari began her open scrutiny of the other, long ebony eyelashes meeting briefly every couple of seconds. She paid no attention to the lecture for the moment, having heard the first few sentences and deciding she already knew the rest; it was a bad habit, she knew, but she couldn't stop it.<br><br>The lesson passed by that way, and then it was time for a short break before the next class. Johari had arrived about mid-day, so it was actually time for their lunch. As the other students began to leave, she sucked her lower lip into her mouth, before turning to Wendy, an evident blush on her cheeks this time.<br>"Would you mind if I sat with you at lunch?" he asked shyly, nervously shaking her body to a rhythm only she could hear. Her accessories made a pleasant melodious note before settling again as she fidgeted, waiting for the response. Why was she feeling this way around the other? This was a first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 14:11:03</strong>
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				Wendy thought the girl was sending glances back at her a few times. Was this one of those cases where people know they're being watched? Had Wendy been caught staring at her? She hoped not. Anyway, it was like Wendy had jumped through time, from the beginning of this class to the end. She could hardly remember it having passed at all. In somewhat of a daze, she got up from her seat, holding her books under her full breasts.<br><br>"Huh?" Wendy had caught the word 'lunch' and it took her several seconds to sort out the meaning in her head. Had this been any other new classmate, Wendy would surely have dragged the person along already; to make certain no one had to sit alone on their first day at a new school.<br><br>"Of course not." Wendy said, chewing on her pink lower lip. "I'll show you what food to avoid. I'm pretty sure they poison some of it." She blabbered partially incomprihensibly while they walked. Later on she thought she had talked about the lockers in the corridor and how Jason White had fallen down the stairs last year, which explained why he acted so silly. At the top of the stairs, she held the door open for Johari. <br><br>The cafeteria was pretty crowded. "We don't have too many cliques here, you know, but the juniors and seniors mostly sit on that side, while the freshmen and us sophomores sit on this side." Wendy let the beautiful girl walk ahead of her, and she couldn't help look at her butt as they went to get their trays.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>02-08-2008, 19:55:09</strong>
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				It seemed to Johari, that Wendy was kind of spaced out, but as she was new, she didn't say or think much about it. Perhaps it was the girl's usual behavior, or perhaps she was just lost in though. As usually, Johari just sat and looked through the behavior, analyzing it and storing away the information for later. Watching the habits of others was a hobby for her, and she usually ended up noticing things others didn't.<br><br>She smiled at Wendy's apparent confusion, laughing softly, though not in a mean manner. Her hair shook slightly as she laughed, and again she tinkled pleasantly, a refreshing sound.<br><br>"Thank you, Wendy," she answered with her soft lilting voice, tone holding a tint of the hinting accent of her country in her voice, giving her an exotic air. And she laughed as the other girl made a joke about the food.<br><br>On their way to the cafeteria, Wendy had spoken to her about everything, ranging from lockers to information about guys she didn't know about, and would probably never know about. She nodded along though, absorbing all the facts and storing them away. However, she found that she was staring more at the other girl than listening or responding. Not that the buxom blond seemed to mind anyways.<br><br>Finally, the reached the cafeteria. Johari shrunk back slightly at the sheer amount of people and bit her lip, before nodding, encouraged by Wendy to walk ahead. She felt eyes on her, but thought it was the people around her. Grabbing a tray, she stood in the line and moved up. When she got there, she chose a simple Caesar salad, with water and jell-o on the side. Not that she was dieting, but it was the only think that <em>looked</em> familiar for the moment.<br><br>She turned to Wendy hesitantly, biting her lower lip again.<br>"Is this alright to eat then?" she asked, showing the blond her tray. Her eyes peered curiously at the other, even as her heart fluttered a bit. She fought the overwhelming urge to look away and blush furiously.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 10:22:36</strong>
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				Wendy made a playful cringe. "Yeah...well at least it's edible." She grabbed some fish sticks herself, with potatoes and salad. Then, led the way to a table where several of their classmates where already seated. The two of them wound up on the very end of a long table, facing each other.<br><br>The blonde looked at the exotic girl, while she dove into her meal. The color of her soft skin was so dark compared to her own milkywhite hue. In a brief moment, the mental picture of their bare legs entwined with each other flashed before her eyes. A slight playful smile lingered on her lips for a bit.<br><br>"So...uhm...where were you from again?" Wendy inquired about her background and what kinda school she had gone to before and how that school was compared to this one, at least on first impression. "I'm sorry if I'm...being annoying. I kinda keep yapping when I'm..." She trailed off.
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				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 12:57:48</strong>
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				She smiled back with a hint of playfulness in her eyes, following the girl to the table. A few of the classmates greeted her, with which she returned with full politeness, struggling to remember all their names. Johari had never felt so overwhelmed; she was very grateful for the fact that Wendy managed to sit directly across from her.<br><br>"I come from Arabia," she replied with a teasing grin, making her teeth flash a startling white in her caramel colored face. Her own eyes took in Wendy's pale hue, and she wondered if the other was naturally born there. Still, she didn't ask, instead, returning the playful grin, albeit with less fervor.<br><br>Laughing lightly, drawing attraction from the rest of the table, Johari answered all the girl's questions, eyes briefly lighting up as she explained her old school, with it's exotic climate and luscious mango trees full of mangoes that she would pick fresh from the branches without permission. An affirmative answer was what she provided about her impression of the school.<br>"Ah no, you're not annoying at all. You make me feel..." here, she had to cut herself off. She had been about to say something very odd, and very inappropriate. "I mean, you've made me feel very welcome."<br><br>"What about you? Have you lived here for long?" she asked. She listened with a soft patience. When the minute warning bell rang, she sighed lightly, almost in disappointment. "Can I see you after school? I'd really rather not wonder around alone for a while," she inquired, blushing slightly.
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 09:00:28</strong>
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				"All my life. Climbed every tree. Played soccer in the backyards. Went trick-or-treating around the neighbourhood." Wendy looked almost dreamily at Johari. She marvelled at her eyes, the shape of her lips, her hair and...everything. The very notion of touching her skin was so tempting that Wendy reached across to <em>accidentally </em> brush her hand against hers. Her heart seemed to be going as fast as the wings of a butterfly.<br><br>Wendy nodded. It was like the universe had aligned up to make this the best day ever. Not only had they had lunch together, Johari wanted to meet up after school. For a split second another mental picture flashed in Wendy's head. It was Johari looking at her with disgust; calling her a freak. She quickly pushed those thoughts aside; burying them somewhere deep for now.<br><br>"Yeah, that'd be cool. Do you live somewhere close, or do you take the bus? I could walk you home, if you want to. I don't live that far from school myself. You seen the gas-station near the bridge? Across the street's a book-store that belongs to my mom." She got up and talked while they walked for their next class.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 13:57:42</strong>
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				She listened intently, smiling at the other's description. It all rather sounded like fun. Johari wished she had gotten to do as much as the other. Instead, she's stayed inside much as child, practicing her music diligently for hours on end to please her parents. As Wendy's hand accidentally brushed against hers, Johari felt her skin tingle, and she only just managed to hold back a blush. It seemed she was destined to do that around the other.<br><br>A happy smile crossed her face and she nodded gratefully at Wendy, accessories jingling out of tune as she bounced slightly in her excitement.<br>"Yes, I live near here. Since I live alone over here, my parents wanted to ensure that I stayed close to the school, in case of emergencies," she replied swiftly. Inside her mind, she documented the information about where Wendy lived in case she ever needed it for later use.<br><br>"I'd love it if we walked home together," came her breezy reply. And then she said goodbye, separating from Wendy to attend her last few classes, including her music class. She'd impressed the teacher with her violin and piano skills, which had put her in great spirits. Once the final bell rolled round, Johari practically skipped to the bus loading area to wait for Wendy, shyly greeting people who called her name. Her curls rested lightly on the top of her new stack of books in her arms, bells chiming softly in the wind. Patiently, she waited for Wendy to arrive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 15:10:07</strong>
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				Wendy flashed Johari another smile. When she had rounded the corner, she had to pause. With her back against the wall, she closed her eyes, savouring the moment while her heart continued to flutter.<br><br>The rest of the day did not pass as quickly as the first part. Wendy kinda wished she had played an instrument. Instead she was stuck at the computer lab, learning about databases; which she really didn't. Wendy tried to pass the time with some computer chess instead, but failed miserably. She found herself writing something with Notepad instead.<br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Johari Johari Johari<br>Johari Johari<br>Johari</span><br><br>When she realized what she was doing, she was careful not to be seen and erased her text. Finally making her way out of school, with her little sack over her shoulder, she tried not to run. For one thing, her skirt might get caught in the wind; also she wouldn't want to seem <em>too </em> friendly. If Johari had known what she was thinking...she'd totally freak out.<br><br>"Hey..." Wendy smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 20:28:05</strong>
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				As she stood and waited for Wendy, Johari found herself suddenly surrounded by people asking her if she was lost, if she couldn't find her bus, whether she wanted too walk home together; it was really rather overwhelming. She bit her lips to keep from shrinking away, instead, declining as politely as she knew how.<br><br>When she saw the familiar form of Wendy, not only did a surge of relief rush through her, but so did a shiver of excitement. She extracted herself from the masses and half-ran, half sped-walked over to her smiling happily.<br>"Hey!"<br><br>Then, waving goodbye to the other's behind her, Johari shifted her black side satchel, careful not to catch her skirt and expose anything. Once they'd left the school property, Johari turned and pointed carefully a little ways past the bridge. "I live down that road, in the fifth apartment building," she said softly, blushing for no apparent reason. Also, she realized she could have walked a <em>little</em> further away from the other. But she didn't. And by the time they'd reached her apartment, Johari's hand was brushing against Wendy at every step.<br>"Would you like something to drink and snack on? Or do you have to leave right away?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 22:23:41</strong>
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				Wendy actually felt a pang of jealousy when she noticed how popular Johari was with the other kids. But Johari obviously intended to hang out with her after all. She talked while they walked; a little slower now; about everything they could see. She was aware of how close Johari was, and she wondered if it was a cultural thing. Wendy knew a lot of girls who even kissed each other whenever they met; but they were just friends. She had never been able to do that.<br><br>"Sure, I'd love to." Wendy looked at the beautiful girl. "You live alone? But you gotta have someone...you know...checking in on you?" She followed Johari inside...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 11:38:05</strong>
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				The journey to her house seemed wonderful to Johari, seeing as she got to talk a lot to Wendy. The other girl seemed so interesting and lively to her. She felt a stirring of heat curl right below her stomach and trembled softly, a few images flashing to her mind which she hastily shook away. Home had never seemed so wonderful.<br><br>Taking off her shoes inside the front door, as was her custom, Johari turned and smiled.<br>"There's a maid who is hired to restock things and clean, but otherwise, I live alone," he answered shyly, leading the other to her living room.<br><br>The apartment was not overly large, and yet it wasn't small, housing a small baby grand piano, a violin, and a cello in a small corner of the living room. There were several door branching off, and the kitchen had a small bar overlooking the living room. It was here Johari placed their drinks before settling herself on a stool.<br>"So.. erm... I-"<br>Suddenly, she was at a loss for what to say. Her skirt had ridden up somewhat as she sat on the chair.
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 11:50:34</strong>
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				"You know this is just about the dream of every youth in America? To have an apartment to yourself and a maid to clean up your mess." She giggled. She wasn't put off by the fact the Johari's family obviously was very well off. Her own father was a lawyer and her mother some kind of corporate advisor; she had never been able to figure out what she was really doing. Anyway, they had a big house with a small swimming pool in the back.<br><br>Wendy looked at her instruments. Beautiful. Artistic. Friendly. Intelligent, obviously. Was Johari some kind of angel sent from heaven?! She turned and approached the bar, noticing that she could almost glimpse Johari's panties. A slight blush spread on her cheeks; which she hoped the cold drink would cool down. "Mmmmm...this is good. Some kinda ice tea?"<br><br>She took another big gulp. "You know...as soon as everyone finds out you live alone here. You're probably going to have your apartment run down by people who want to party or just hang out, out of sight of parents and grown-ups. Not to mention...boys." She swallowed, anxious to see how Johari would react to the last implication.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>08-08-2008, 13:14:27</strong>
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				Johari laughed and shrugged, playing absentmindedly with the ends of one of her huge curls. "Yeah, probably. And it <em>is</em> cool. But I get a bit... lonely sometimes," she replied, eye looking downcast for the moment. Instead of looking at Wendy, she actually spent the time looking around at the picture she'd put up. A lot of them were from when she was younger.<br><br>In the kitchen and on the bar, Johari shuffled some paper and music devices, turning to smile at Wendy.<br>"Do you play an instrument?" The sight of the other blushing was something she was going to bury into her retinas. Her thighs trembled softly, noticeable in her skirt, but she knew she could just make up a lie about that somehow.<br><br>"Yeah, green tea with ginseng and honey, ice cold," she replied softly, tucking her bangs behind her ears so as to show her face more. Laughing, she put her glass down and smiled sunnily at Wendy, stating, "That's why I'll only tell you. At least, for while yet." Her eyes winced slightly at the mention of boys. Truth be told, she didn't really like boys. Not yet clear on her sexuality, Johari knew she had a dislike of boys. Only once in a while did she find one attractive. She couldn't say that however, or could she. "No. I'm not into boys that way." There was an open friendly smile on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>08-08-2008, 13:31:04</strong>
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				Wendy shook her head. She had never really played any instruments. "No I wish I did. But, I sing a little. I have this karaoke machine at home that I use a lot. <em>Used </em> a lot. It's a little silly. You know...pretending to be a pop star in front of the mirror."<br><br>She took another gulp of the tea, listening to Johari's sweet voice. Not into boys?! Her tea almost spurted out of her mouth, as she caughed. That was just about the closest she had heard anyone come, to admitting they were <em>playing for the other team</em>. It was pretty much the answer Wendy had hoped to hear. Then again, what if Johari disliked boys enough to not like Wendy, once she knew she was part boy too?<br><br>She decided to pretend the answer was more innocent than it really was. "Yeah. Boys are so...childish. And pesky. And dirty. And...did I say childish?" she giggled.<br><br>She was quiet for a moment, just looking at the apartment. She didn't want Johari to be lonely. "You know, we could have sleepovers and stuff once in a while. Here, or at my house. My parents are kinda cool about a lot of stuff."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 21:21:20</strong>
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				Johari smiled. "No, that's not silly at all. When I was a tˤʊflɑ, a little girl, I always used sing out the sounds of my favorite instrument, or tap my hands against objects, pretending I was playing the piano beautifully." She paused to blush softly before throwing a hesitant smile Wendy's way. "So, it's not strange at all."<br><br>When the other began choking and spitting out the tea, Johari cried out softly and hopped off her stool to get some paper towels, coming back to pat Wendy on the back. She bit her lip, looking faintly worried, and looked at the floor. "Oh, I didn't mean to-"<br><br>She cut herself off as Wendy seemed to have taken it the wrong way. With an almost relieved sigh, Johari giggled as well. "Yeah, definitely childish. If they had better brains, I'd probably like them more."<br>And it was sort of true. She just didn't see the appeal, though she'd date them if they were more like girls. It was strange. She was drawn out of her musings by Wendy's voice.<br><br>"You'd have a sleepover with me?" she cried, mouth open slightly in her shock. Usually, people tended to think she wasn't a sleepover type of person. Which was a lie, since Johari loved nothing better than having sleepovers and being able to talk with friends late into the night. "Would you really? I-I mean... sorry. Got a bit excited there..."<br>Her voice trailed off sheepishly as she scratched the arm, bangles jingling merrily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 09:35:21</strong>
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				"Sure." Wendy tried to muffle her excitement. While her parents obviously knew that there was the potential for naughty things to happen; almost the same way as if a boy and a girl were having a sleepover, they could never deny her things that would make her feel...normal. "That'd be cool. We could listen to music and if we feel really silly we could use my karaoke machine. We'd get some snacks too." She smiled warmly. The feeling of Johari's hand on her back and been so nice, she was tempted to feign another cough.<br><br>"Listen...you have any dinner plans?" Wendy fumbled with the seam of her skirt just above her knees. "Maybe you'd like to come over to my house. I mean...my parents would probably want to meet you before I get to have sleepover with you, you know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>16-08-2008, 18:36:08</strong>
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				Johari finally cracked a major grin, her teeth flashing a startling white in the center of her darker face, and a musical sounding laugh erupted from her lips to show her delight. Daintily, she placed her cup on the table and pressed the tips of her fingers together in her own form of excitement. "That would be wonderful," she gushed, reaching out lightly touch Wendy's cheek in a gesture of appreciation where she came from. "I wouldn't feel silly at all. It would be fun, if you don't mind my awful singing."<br><br>She flashed a grin at Wendy before tilting her head to the side, absentmindedly running fingers through her glossy black hair, a thoughtful expression expressed by her pursed lips.<br>"No, I don't have dinner plans. I told the maid, Antoinette, that I would order take-out tonight," she answered honestly and openly. A tiny laughed again burst forth, showing her happiness. "I would love to, Wendy. I'm glad I don't have to eat alone." She slipped off the stool, her skirt flipping up until she hastily patted it down again, throwing an apologetic, and blush-filled, glance at Wendy. "When do you want to leave?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 14:28:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Wendy gasped lightly. Not a nuance in Johari's movements escaped her attention. Her beautiful teeth, a glimpse of her soft thighs and perhaps a hint of panties. The touch on her cheek that had made Wendy want to grab those fingers and kiss them.<br><br>"Right away!" Wendy grinned and grabbed Johari's hand, dragging her along. In a way that made them holding hands while they walked out of Johari's apartment, and when Wendy realized, she akwardly withdrew her hand to hoist her little sack higher on her shoulder.<br><br>She had had butterflies in her stomach and a heart that had been pouding furiously in her chest for hours now. She was starting to feel giddy, intoxicated almost. When they reached the driveway up to her house, Wendy couldn't even remember what she had talked about on the way over. "Looks like my parents are already home."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naoi</strong> on <strong>30-08-2008, 20:56:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A soft smile graced Johari's lips, even as she tripped along behind the excited form of Wendy, slightly unbalanced by the others sudden movements. <br>"Whoa!" she exclaimed, giggling softly, making no movements to free her hand, slightly blushing but pleased non-the-less with the contact. There was just something about the other that made her feel comfortable and happy.<br><br>As soon as the hand was withdrawn, Johari found herself pouting a bit, having wanted to have kept her warm hand in Wendy's. But she supposed it would seem too weird for her to actually <em>ask</em> to hold hands. And, she didn't really want to estrange the first friend she'd made. Especially no after things appeared to be going so well.<br><br>On the way there, Wendy spoke to her about many things, such as what not to buy at the local corner store, the best way to the mall, and other such small things. Johari, for the most part, had listened attentively, though she'd lost herself a few times just staring at the other girl. Arriving at a house, Johari suddenly grew inexplicably nervous. The feeling only grew at Wendy's exclamation. Her parents? What if they didn't like her? She bit her lip softly, slowing down to a near stop.<br>"Ah... will... I mean... what if they don't like me?" She blushed a deeper shade of browned-pink and shuffled her foot along the floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding Love (Tom and naoi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 12:46:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't be silly!" Wendy giggled. "Why would anyone not like <em>you</em>?" She bit her lip and led the way inside. The house was fairly typical of suburban upper middle-class; quite large with a big yard and two cars parked out front. Inside, the smell of exotic spices had spread across the rooms; indian or south-east asian, maybe.<br><br>From the kitchen a tall man could be seen stirring a big pot. He turned his head to flash the girls a smile. A woman was just coming out of the living room and met the two girls in the hallway. Wendy looked like a mix of them both. She obviously had her mother's colors, but her father's pretty eyes. "Uhm...mom...this is Johari from school. She's uhm...new."<br><br>The woman smiled and shook Johari's hand. At even the first hint of anyone daring to call her Mrs. Watson, she'd quickly order them to call her 'Cassie', short for Cassanda. She continued to ask a few polite question to Johari. "Uhm....we're just heading up to my room, I guess." Wendy said. <br><br>"Mhmm. Don't be long." Cassie smiled. "Dinner's in 20 minutes."
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