Risa had been staring off into space for the past three minutes, much to Nobu's annoyance. The petite, sandy-haired girl slapped her friend on the shoulder; bringing her back to her senses. Risa blinked, focused on the other girl, and blushed. Curious, she raised an eyebrow.

"Want to tell me where you went?" Risa's blush glowed brighter.

"N-No…I was just…" Imagining Otani naked and inside me. Her traitorous mind taunted, but she couldn't tell Nobu that!

The smaller girl sighed. "Risa, every since I've been back to visit you've seemed distracted. I'm your best friend; tell me what's going on, you'll feel better."

Risa forced a smile. "Nothing is wrong. I'm just worried about the big photo shoot tomorrow.

Nobu rolled her eyes. "Gimme a break. How long have I known you and you expect me to buy that? You only get that LOOK when you are thinking about Otani."

Risa sighed melodramatically and buried her face in her hands, groaning.

"Risa, just tell me already. You really will feel better."

She made a face and her best friend laughed at the sour expression. Risa was so…animated, really she could be read like a book and that book was telling her that something was frustrating her. She wondered briefly what that idiot Otani had done now.

Still mumbling into her hands she said. "Nobu, have you and Nakao…has he ever…" The smaller girl leaned forward.

"Yes? Has he what?"

Risa turned her head slightly and mumbled. "I let Otani t-touch me…there and he made…I…it felt really good. Now, I'm so embarrassed I can't even look at him!"

Nobu sat there for a moment, blinked once, twice, sure her friend couldn't mean what she thought she meant. As the silence stretched and Risa's face grew redder and redder, Nobu stifled the urge to laugh, reached out her hand, and made her look at her.

She couldn't meet her gaze.

"Risa darling, why are you embarrassed about that?"

"Because it felt…I want him too…" she growled in frustration.

Her best friend graced her with a knowing smirk. "You want to have sex with him."

If Risa was red before, now her whole face turned the shade of a ripe tomato.

She nodded, glumly. "But ever since it happened he seems to be pulling away from me. Do you think he's disgusted with me? Maybe he thinks I'm a slut because I liked it so much…when he…." She sighed. "All I know is that we haven't seen each other in a little over a week and I'm afraid…"

Nobu wanted to hug her friend and then go and beat the snot out of Otani. They were so damn frustrating at times! She was sure that Otani didn't think Risa was a slut, and she was equally sure that he knew that he was the first and only person she would ever allow to touch her like that. She wondered what was going through that idiot's head, pushing his girlfriend away after making her orgasm. Sometimes he really was too dense to live.

Nobu eyed her friend and noticed she was back to staring into space. She got her attention, tilted her head to the side curiously, and asked.

"Have you ever touched him…there?"

From the expression of horror on the taller girl's face she took that as a, 'no'.

"Why, have you ever touched Nakao …there," she whispered. Nobu grinned.

"Many times, he likes it. In fact I think I have the solution to your problem. I have this book that you might like to read. It's an instruction manual. Maybe if you do what the book says to Otani and make him feel good too, you won't be so embarrassed by the fact that he touched you that way."

Risa's eyes went wide. "I-I don't know, Nobu. What if he d-doesn't want me t-to touch…it?"

Her friend cut her off and grinned wickedly. "Trust me, all boys what you to touch it and what I have in mind will have him eating out of the palm of your hand."


Risa doubled checked the lock on her bedroom door for the third time and paced nervously over to her futon. She looked down at the inconspicuous, thin volume that Nobu had leant to her and reached towards it, only to snatch her hand back at the last minute.

The book was bound in red leather and had no title on the front. It simply looked like a little red book, and she had no idea why she was so afraid to pick it up and read it. Risa glanced at her door again, bit her lip, and looked back down at the book.

"This is silly. It's just a book." She picked it and opened to a random page. Her eyes went wide when she saw the picture staring back at her and she dropped it as if it had burned her.

Nobu couldn't really be suggesting she do that…to Otani. She shook her head vigorously.

"No, no, no, no, no…I can't…" She paused and glanced at the book again. This time her hand trembled a little when she picked it up. She opened it to the middle, found the beginning of the chapter and began to read.

Remember that the art of fellatio can be enjoyable and arousing for both you and your partner. Begin by gently stroking the penis into an erect state, making sure not to squeeze too hard. When the organ is fully erect, gently wrap your hand around the base to act as a barrier and tenderly take the tip in your mouth, making sure to hold the organ with your lips instead….

Risa dropped the book again.

"I-I can't…there is no way I would be able to…"

She tried to walk away, but her eyes were once again drawn to the deceptively innocent looking tomb. She had to be crazy to be considering this! She sighed long and deep, and her eyes strayed from the book and landed on her favorite picture. The one she had spent three weeks looking for the perfect frame for.

It was of her and Otani. They were sitting on the steps of the high school after graduation and she was resting her head on his shoulder, holding his hand tightly, and smiling brightly. He had on his normal smirk, but the way he was looking at her…deep affection and wry amusement shined in his eyes.

She loved it when he looked at her like that because in those moments he looked so happy to simply be with her. It wasn't, however, her favorite look.

She flushed and shivered a little. No, her favorite look was the one he'd got when it was just the two of them. When they expressed the more physical side of their relationship deep affection shimmered in his eyes, but instead of being tempered with amusement it was tempered with heat.

Atsushi Otani, in those moments, would look at her as if he wanted her, as if he…desired her. It thrilled her and made her uncomfortable all at once.

She growled in frustration and threw herself on her futon face down. She briefly screamed into her pillow, allowing the plush material to muffle the sound.

Why was it so hard for her to be intimate with her boyfriend? Sure, she responded to him when they were in the heat of the moment, but afterwards she always felt so…embarrassed.

And she almost never initiated contact first. He was almost always the aggressor, the one that pushed them further and further along. The only time she could remember taking the initiative was when she'd taken her top off and let him touch her breasts through her bra.

It was his idea to touch her without her bra, and it was his idea to touch her…there.

She rolled on to her back and stared at the ceiling. She'd let him. One thing about Otani was that he never did anything she hadn't given him permission to do first, but for once Risa wished that she was the one needing his permission.

Oh why couldn't she be like those bold, sexy vixens in soap operas? Why couldn't she seduce her boyfriend and boldly do things to him like that little book suggested?

She glanced at the book again as it lay next to her, mocking her. Hardening her resolve she grabbed it again, took a deep breath, and opened to the chapter she'd left off reading.

Blushing furiously, she read and plotted. Otani wouldn't know what hit him.


Risa paced nervously in front of the bookstore and tried to still her shaking hands. She and Otani had a date tonight and she'd decided to try and put into practice what she'd learned from Nobu's little red book.

She bit her lip and checked her watch for the fiftieth time. She had showed up at the store almost a half an hour earlier, and she still had fifteen minutes before he was scheduled to show. She sank down onto the bench near the front door, leaned forward, and placed her head in her hands.

She tried to draw in a couple of deep, calming breaths, but it didn't help, nothing seemed to help. Kami, what was she thinking!? She wasn't some sexy, confident seductress! She was Risa Koizumi, giraffe, klutz, and all around Amazonian idiot.

She could see it now. She'd come on to her boyfriend, try to take off his pants, probably accidental castrate him in the process, and when she'd try to take him into her mouth she'd miss, poke herself in the eye, and he'd start laughing at her. She groaned and felt her anxiety and depression mount. Who the hell was did she think she was kidding? She couldn't do this. It was going to be a disaster!

She frowned and looked down at the outfit she'd picked out for tonight. It was getting close to summertime, so she had an excuse to wear lighter clothing and she decided to take advantage of that fact. The cream colored spaghetti strap tank top she wore left her midriff bar and the lace dipped low in front

Risa was so busy fretting that she hadn't noticed that the object of her angst had arrived and was looking at her like he was concerned for her sanity. Otani cautiously approached his near frantic girlfriend.

"Are you all right Risa?" She jumped and yelped and he started and yelped.

"What the hell!" He cursed. She gazed at him with trapped doe eyes.

"O-Otani…Kami, don't sneak up on me like that, baka!" She slugged him in the shoulder and he stumbled. With an annoyed grunt he rubbed his now bruised arm.

"Oi, watch it Amazon." She narrowed her eyes.

"Well, that's what you get for scaring me, shrimp."

In the back of her mind the brief notion flashed that she probably shouldn't be starting a fight with her boyfriend if she planned to fellatio him later that night. She squashed it.

Otani's hazel eyes glared back at her in annoyance. "I am not a shrimp. I've grown almost 2.5 centimeters!"

She stuck her tongue out at him. "Wow, a whole inch…very impressive."

He scowled and stuck his chin out. "You know, if you're going to insult me I can go back to my dorm and finish my homework."

Risa instantly regretted baiting him. She hadn't seen him in over a week and this was the first time they'd both been free since she started her new job. She bit her lip and her expression fell a little. He saw it and instantly felt contrite.

"I'm sorry. Exams are coming up and I've been stressed. I shouldn't have taken it out on you, Koizumi." She gave him a weak smile.

"I'm sorry too, A-chan." His head flew up. She only called him A-chan when she was feeling really bad about something. Now he felt like a complete heel. He leaned in, grasped her chin in his hands and kissed her softly. She responded to his seeking lips instantly and the kiss deepened a little before they pulled away. He grinned at her and she smiled shyly.

"So…we're going to see that new horror flick right?" She brightened and nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah, it's supposed to be great." He smiled wider. How he loved the fact that his girl wasn't into sappy romantic comedies. He'd never thought about it too much, but her enthusiasm and love for the same things that he liked was probably why their unique relationship seemed to work.

He laced his fingers with hers and she flushed again and together they started off down the street towards the movie theater.