Megumi by the Firelight - A Romance, Part Three
Megumi By The Firelight is an offbeat coming-of-age teen romance that takes place over weekend in a house where 8 student girls are having a sleepover. The story centers around a new Japanese student who arrives unexpectedly, and she gets mixed up in the mischief of a jealous rival while she falls for another person.
(The story so far - following on from parts 1 & 2- it's late in the evening as the girls get ready for bed, Megumi and Cassy are sharing the same room. Romance is in the air. And maybe love is close at hand also. Things are starting to happen, but it seems that fate is trying to intervene and somehow spoil the evening...an uninvited visitor could spoil things for the two girls...)
Avril stood there in a nightgown. Her red hair was tossed and wild and she looked like she’d just stepped out of a shower. Or possibly a wind tunnel. She looked over my shoulder and asked what was happening? What? I couldn’t believe it! I told her I was getting along nicely, and to please let us go to bed. Avril butted in and asked “Is she –eh...y’know? Gay?” Yes, I replied smoothly. “How’d ya know?” Avril asked again. I just looked at her. She raised her eyebrows and chuckled. “Holy shit, that was fast!”
“Goodnight, Avril honey! See ya in the morning!” And before she could ask any more I closed the door, and turned the key. Avril said something but it was muffled behind the door, and I just said goodnight again, till her footsteps tip-toed away. Poor Avril!
I went back to Megumi. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, removing clothes. I looked at her, and asked was she okay? She smiled, and said yes, much better now! I kissed her on the forehead, and said “Let’s sleep. It was a long day.” Megumi slid onto the bed, and took off her socks. I was removing my clothes now. Megumi had a very kinky smile on her face. I must have had the same smile because she suddenly gave a low husky chuckle, which made me smile even more.
Suddenly another knock came from the door. Oh no. Not again. I went to the door, and said “Avril, please go to bed.” Silence. Then a voice. “It’s me, Ronda...” My heart sank.
I unlocked the door and opened it to find Ronda standing there still in her clothes, still with that stupid make-up on her face, and she smelled of beer. Like she’d been swimming in it. “Cassy, baby...” she began.
Oh God help me, I thought, now what. Ronda’s voice was low and husky, like she’d just crawled out of a desert and she had difficulty getting her words out. “Cassy, I’m sorry for being a bitch. I was a bitch tonight. I...I am a bitch. I’m a stupid ball of lesbian ....” She trailed off into some incomprehensible mumbling bullcrap. “Ronda, it’s okay,” I muttered. “Just go to bed. It’s really okay.”
“No it isn’t, Cassy. You’re really sweet. You’re popular. Everybody loves you. They all love you.” She wavered and hovered uncertainly on her feet. “F**kin wasters...all” she suddenly roared, scaring the crap out of me. Then she yelled out – “Wasters, all of you! Lesbians! Bleedin’ amateurs!”
Then she seemed to start a different conversation as though she were somewhere else.
“Do you like my make-up, Cassy? Am I...am I pretty?” she asked sweetly. Honestly, she looked rubbish. But I hadn’t the heart to make her mood any worse. I said yes, she was lovely and told her to keep her voice down. “Lying bitch!!!” she roared. “I’m an over-weight, ugly F**kin’ BINT! I hate myself!”
Just then Marla appeared, and came down the hall in her dressing gown, smiling like she was out shopping or something – it was bizarre - and she good-humouredly grabbed Ronda, and just as the two started moving away, Ronda retched and with the sound of a woman giving birth - puked up all over the rich red carpet. Sweet!
Then Wendy appeared from her room and she and Marla carried a now sobbing Ronda away to her room, and all the time I could hear her saying “I’m sorry Cassy”. It was pathetic. Penny appeared in panties and a T-shirt, and saw the vomit. “Oooh, that’s gross”, she managed to say, grimacing at the red carpet with the pool of yellow goo splattered all over it. “We’ll clean it up, Cassy.”
I told her I was going to bed. Penny asked me suddenly how was Megumi, and was she ...? “Yes, she is and I am trying – we are trying to sleep,” I replied, now suddenly tired from all this. Penny jumped up and down at this news! I was wondering had there been some kind of betting pool going on or something. Suddenly she flung herself on me, smothering me in kisses. I was stunned. “Wow, look at you, Miss Enthusiasm...”I said, pretending to be annoyed, but not really. I liked Penny way too much.
“So how come you wanted to share a room with Wendy?” I asked. Penny looked crestfallen. “I really have a major crush on you, Penny...” I said slowly, feeling awkward. “I know,” she said – “I should have chosen you. I’m sorry. Actually, Cassy...I’m kind of...”
I gave her a hug. “Don’t worry about it, Penny,” I said smiling at her. She looked so sexy there in her blond hair and T-shirt and panties. Basically, Penny was a sweet babe. She saw me staring at her body and she gave her hips a wiggle, and I laughed, then we both laughed.
“Cassy, tomorrow night...could I pop in and maybe hang with you guys for a while... with you?” She suddenly asked. I was gobsmacked. Have you ever?...I began asking. She shook her head. Do you really?... She nodded vigorously. Okay, I said, brightly – and now suddenly feeling wide awake! She hugged me and even kissed me back. Penny! My sweet Penny! She blew me a kiss and ran back to her room. The pool of puke was now soaking into the rich red carpet.
“Isn’t anybody going to clean that...” I began. Aw, screw it, I thought, and closed and locked the door.
Megumi was lying with her head on the pillow, her body spread out on the top of the blankets. She was in some weird light Japanese pyjamas I had never seen before, and they looked amazing. She was like a painting, lying there. She looked at me. “Are you getting into the bed?” She asked. I said – “I am now!” And I kicked away my stockings and my shirt, and put on a T-shirt, and I was in my panties. Megumi looked at me, and she was smiling. Whatever that look was on her face, she liked what she saw. “Wow, you are very...fit, Cassy”. Smiling at Megumi, I climbed into the bed.
Then there was a soft knock at the door. Oh no...
“Ignore it. Just ignore the knocking...” I said, and the soft knock came again. Megumi inched closer to me on the pillow, till her head was directly below mine, and she gazed up at me adoringly, her black hair spilled all over the pillow around us. “You can kiss me if you like...” she said, in a dreamy voice, and her smile just melted my heart. I kissed her on the lips. I felt so...so romantic...so... The knocking persisted. Whoever was at the door...
“Would you please just piss off, we’re trying to sleep!” I shouted! I jumped out of the bed, and I was ready to do battle with whoever this was. This was the THIRD TIME! Holy crap. It felt like everyone in the whole house was taking turns...
I unlocked and flung the door open wildly, and who was standing there, wearing a cute night gown and bunny-rabbit slippers over white socks – only Debra, my cheerleader-like American Princess, in all her sexiness.
“Triple holy mother of everything! What do you want?” I asked. Debra was looking, or rather frowning at the orange wet puddle on the carpet nearby.
“It was Ronda...” I said, after a pause. Debra smiled a bit. “Why, was she vaporized by an alien laser beam or something?”
“We are not that lucky, Debra. It’s only puke.” I said.
She seemed to get pretty huffy all of a sudden, and put on this terribly fake pout. “What’s wrong, Debra?” I asked, not sure what to expect here.
Debra looked at me imperiously, and suddenly announced that she was going back to her room and that she and Penny were sleeping together in her bed. I looked at her. She looked back at me, and she seemed to be admiring my legs.
“And what’s more,” she said haughtily, resuming her speech, “we’re going to hump and screw and moan like bitches in heat...and ride the asses off each other...” I just looked at her. “And we’re going to hump like whales and pork like ...like...wild farm animals...and ...chickens...” Her voice trailed off to nothing.
“Well, okay then. Thanks for telling me. Goodnight, Debra.” I began to close the door, but she pushed it back, very annoyed. “Jeez, don’t you wanna know why I’m sleeping with Penny?”
“Um, no, and I really couldn’t care less either.” I replied, simply.
“Why, then goddammit?”
“Cos I don’t believe you, Debra.”
“Was...oh...was Penny here just now?”
“Ahaw.” I folded my arms in the doorway now. My eyes were starting to close.
Debra glared at me angrily, then she seemed to just give up, and she slumped against the wall outside the door. “I lied – she isn’t sleeping with me. Oh Cassy...I’m in my room and I’m lonely...while everyone else is out here is snogging and sneaking around and opening doors and –“
“And throwing up...” I volunteered, sleepily.
“And...and I can’t stop thinking of you, Cassy.”
I looked at Debra. In my heart of hearts, I really liked her. For her to say that...wow. But at the same time, my romantic mood was totally screwed up. My body clock was moving through a parallel time space continuum. I heard a polite cough behind me, and turning round, I found Megumi standing beside me.
"In Japan, there is a saying...” said Megumi, and she turned and her big dark eyes fixed on me resolutely. “Oh yeah?...” asked Debra.
Megumi suddenly kissed me on the cheek right in front of Debra. I was dumbstruck!
“The saying says...’I was here first.’ Thank you. So sorry...” And with a simply dazzling smile, Megumi gently pulled me back into the room and closed the door, and she turned the key.
My head was spinning. Did Megumi just kiss me and diss Debra right before my eyes? Holy crap! I didn’t think this kid had it in her. She had spunk, I give her that. Outside the door, I heard Debra mutter “in Japan there’s another saying – ‘Tora, Tora, Tora!’....jeeeeeez!”
I swallowed the urge to laugh at Debra's forlorn voice, and, through the door I said that Avril was in her room, all alone, and that Avril really liked Debra. And why not "check her out "? There was silence. Debra muttered – she’s a red-head. I retorted that she was also a real “Hottie” in the sack, and the “real thing”. Debra asked – “you mean a real lesbian?” “Yes, there’s only three in this house. After me, she is the next.”
“So who’s the third one?” asked Debra through the door.
I grinned to myself and simply wished her goodnight. After a
moment, Debra said sorry about the Tora thing, she didn’t mean it. I said it’s
cool, and good-nighted her again. Megumi hadn't heard, and I wasn't going to tell.
Three minutes later Megumi and I were both in bed once again. Megumi’s head was lying on my chest, looking at me. I smiled at her. She smiled at me, then moved her head slightly and rubbed her cheek against one of my breasts through my shirt. It tickled nicely. I asked her in a whisper had she ever slept with a girl before? She shook her head, and asked about me, did I ever sleep with a girl?
“Yes,” I replied. I had slept with a girl from school during the summer.
“How far did you go? Megumi asked.
I looked at her quizzically. “Peckham,” I replied. She giggled in a high voice.
“I’m kidding. We went all the way. It was amazing.”
“Your Grandparents?” she asked again, in a soft dreamy quiet voice.
“Yes, my Granny knows. I told her. I keep no secrets from her. They both know I’m bisexual.”
“Wow.” Megumi’s eyes went all big and awe-struck.
We lay there in the darkness, with light coming from the faint glow of the fire’s embers, and partly from the moonlight streaming in the gap in the curtains. Megumi snuggled against me, her arm draped around me. Every now and then I’d catch her looking at me, with that same implacable look on her sweet face. I felt like I might be in a movie or something. There was something about Megumi, and it was just a beautiful thing. I was in awe of it.
She asked me what was the right way to love. I thought about that for a moment. It’s like holding the reins on the horse, I whispered back sleepily, remembering something I had heard once. Some hold them tight, some hold them loosely. Which is right? She asked, kissing me on my cheek and neck. I kissed her back. I said there is a journey between the two. Tightly holding the reins gives way to loosely holding them with experience. The rider, I whispered - grows accustomed to her mount...and her mount grows accustomed to her...
Megumi’s legs were wrapped around mine, and she moaned softly and put an arm around my arm. I kissed Megumi on her mouth, tasting her, she was incredible - and she moaned again. In the darkness, I saw Megumi smile, then she kissed my chest, then she kissed me lower down. Now it was me who moaned. She was developing quite an appetite. Her inquisitive hands were roaming all over my skin, and it felt amazing. Suddenly she went very quiet. Megumi was looking at something on the floor.
“Ca...Cassy, there’s someone in...in the room...” she whispered, her voice quivering, her eyes were wide in amazement. I followed her gaze towards the door. Sure enough, in the darkness, there was a sound coming from the door, or the carpet at the door, and I sat up in horror as I saw something white appear in the room. Whatever it was, it was moving towards our bed. I pulled out my shirt from under the pillow and put it on, then I tore back the sheets, and dropped to the floor, shushing Megumi who let out a slight start of surprise. I crawled towards the door on all fours. I felt something on the warm carpet. It was a sheet of paper.
“Flashlight,” I hissed to Megumi. She was quite scared, but she grabbed her small flashlight by her bed, and tiptoed over to me, and gave it to me. I shone it on the paper. On it was written some words, and they were printed. The words read “Have you done it yet?”
Megumi read the words and asked me in a whisper “done what yet?...” I motioned her to be silent.
I rose up and quietly turned the key and unlocked the door, then yanked it open. The hallway outside was empty except for a now dried stale smelling pool of vomit. I listened. Nothing. Not a sound. This was totally bizarre. So who the hell wrote the note? Was this house haunted?
I closed the door, and locked it. I was surprised to find my hand shaking slightly. “Who was it, Cassy?” Asked Megumi, mystified. “I don’t know, someone who has nothing but sex on the brain, I expect...” I looked at the handwriting, but it was all capital letters. I didn’t know anyone who wrote that way. In my mind I decided that my friends were obviously having a laugh at my expense, and I would find out eventually who it was. I put the paper on the dresser and we crept back into bed, and we snuggled close under the blankets. Megumi was snuggling very close, and almost hugging me. I gave her a kiss and told her it was alright, it was just someone playing a prank. But Megumi kept looking over at the door, as though expecting another piece of paper to appear.
“Let’s sleep, Megumi. It’s late.” I said, kissing her on the forehead, and I tucked her in warmly, and she smiled at me in the dark, then I plumped our two pillows and then rubbed her belly, which made her chortle involuntarily. “You ticklish?” I asked. She nodded. “Me too!” I grinned back. So I tickled her like crazy and she giggled and laughed, and tried to tickle me back, but she wasn’t very good at tickling. For a girl – this was surprising. Her body squirmed in the bed, and gyrated as we tickled and it was comical, and she really turned me on. She finally pressed herself against me, and told me something in Japanese. She was smiling and suddenly she was kissing me, all her fingers pressing into my skin. I was melting and marveling at how willing and curious she was. Finally we gave up, and lay together, cheek to cheek. She looked into my eyes, and I wondered what thoughts were running through her mind. I couldn't help smiling into her eyes. She told me she had never done this before with a girl. And she said it was nice. Then she said it again. We said good night to each other, and she said goodnight in Japanese, then closed her eyes.
In the dark stillness of the bedroom, her soft voice sounded. “I really like you, Cassy.” She said it quietly with a satisfying sigh. I told her I really liked her too. Beneath the blankets, her fingers found my hand and she squeezed it gently. I gave her hand a squeeze and we held each other like that. I felt like I was in heaven. I was so warm and Megumi’s body was like a furnace beside me in the bed. Girl’s can be so amazing, I thought to myself, for the millionth time in my life. Then my eyes read the clock face beside my pillow – 3.14am – then my eyes closed. I made a silent thank you to my higher power for letting me have this special night with this girl, who was so amazing. And the other girls who were my friends. We were a crazy bunch of girls. I tried to think which of them could have written the note, but my brain refused to work. But I had survived my first night in Ronda’s house. What would tomorrow bring? Then my mind conked out, and I slept soundly.
In the dark room as we slept, I never noticed or saw the second sheet of paper slide under the gap of the door, and it would not be until the next morning when I would wake and find it. And realise, that someone was haunting me...
To be continued.
Part Four is here.
Copyright (c) 2010 - 2016 Cassy Mantis. Extract from a forthcoming novel by Cassy Mantis.
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