Olympus _ Leifang fanfic

Olympus & Leifang fanfic



I trip over the stacked roses that had been piled at the foot of the bed. Smaller hands touch me as I

slip back in under the covers. More playfulness. A different story this time around. All the bliss is

there, but it ends just as it always does.



As I nuzzle closer, Leifangs little tight braid is just beneath my nose. Like one of the discarded

roses I try to sniff it and sense something missing. No smell....no smell at all. A womans hair

would have some natural scent. It could be perfumed. A little voice in my head tells me so eve

though I can‟t remember really what these things are anymore. Of course I could see and hear her,

as well as everything else in this place. But then, they were honestly the only real senses of the

five that could be programmed.



Leifang asks what is wrong. I look down to my hand caressing her arm and my index finger is

partially intersecting through it. Touch was not even truly here, just collision detection when it

worked. I dismiss it by saying its nothing. Almost as a reward, her mouth engages mine. No

lovers breath after. No taste of her mouth in mine. Funny how the most primitive things could

matter so much.



Leifang:... Its happening again, isn‟t it?



Olympus:.....How long have I been here?



I look her over with new eyes, or is it my real eyes, from the real world returning? I know that we

have been in bed together but Leifang is still wearing that panda suit she always seems to have on

now after Zack left it at her door ages ago....She clears her throat. My eyes flicker



Leifang:... Don‟t be a goob, Olympus. If you can‟t sleep lets just go down to the casino



Olympus:...The casino...(looks strait at her)....can we even go there after we tell the game to put

us to bed?



Leifang:....What game?...(she looks puzzled)...please not this again



Leifang sits up and nudges my hand away as I try to touch her shoulder. She recounts things I

haven‟t even said yet, as if this had happened many times before. Things like she never leaves

this island, and that the man who created her and every girl here, was now unemployed. All of it

is so confusing and unsettling to her. Even for me being here and reawakening to the concept of

just being inside the black box.



I place a kiss on the back of her neck then sniff the unblemished polygon skin. Nothing...nothing

at all.



Leifang:.....Tell me?



Her brown eyes beg for an answer she can wrap her head around. A sense of electric panic builds

in the air encompassing us



Olympus:....You mean about where I came from?



Leifang:....Yes...(she looks away briefly)....Why can‟t I go back with you?

I stand to my feet and pace about. Occasionally we make eye contact, although her questioning

eyes I know are always on me now. As if on auto pilot I go to the bed and press on one shoulder

for her to lay down. She does....



Leifang:...OLYMPUS?...(she giggles)....What are you doing?



I return to my head. I look at my hand which has peeled her panda suit down to her bellybutton.

My eyes flick up to hers



Olympus:....I don‟t know why I‟m doing this, but I know there's a reason why...



I look down and study what I now can see of her. Her hand reaches down and tries to return the

suit back to its full position. I tell her to trust me and her releases. The suit pulls and rolls down

and down, past the hips and two tightly clamped together thighs. Finally it comes off the ankles

and is tossed to join the roses on the carpet. She is totally nude except, of course, for those 3

rotating stars.



She looks at me. I look at her. Plenty of uneasy smiles are exchanged until I touch one star at her

breast...



Leifang:.....Olympus...(she grabs my wrist)...what are you doing



Olympus:....I know this next part will be odd for you. But you need to let me do this



Leifang:....Why?



Olympus:...because if I do I know I remember why I can‟t take you with me...(blink)...I think



She thinks some then releases. I tug a bit but realize it‟s not really the first star I wanted to

remove.



I touch the one between her legs. Something holds onto it from behind but it eventually wiggles

free. Leifangs legs press closed even tighter as I star down at something kind of familiar and kind

of not. A “Y” formation. Eventually Leifang props herself up to look down as well...



Leifang:....Wow, I never looked before



Olympus:....You never looked under your censor stars?



Leifang:....I‟m TEEN rated Olympus...(rolls eyes)....of course not.



I look down again. My fingers place themselves on the inside of each thigh...



Olympus:....You have to open your legs for me Leifang



Leifang:...What?...(she looks up with a extremely shocked expression)...Open my

legs?....(blink)...But why?



Olympus:...Yes I know this is hard for you, but please trust me

I nudge and they drop open much wider than necessary. Leifang falls back with her arm covering

her face.



Looking and looking, my disappointment grows, but then what did I expect? It still doesn‟t stop

me from staring a hole in all the smooth nothingness though.



Leifang eyes uncover. She sits up again and looks down at the spot where I‟m looking...



Leifang:..Oh my...(she giggles and in a moment of forgetfulness she even touches there)....I‟ve

never seen there before...(she look into my eyes)..I never let anyone else see either.



I nod not wanting to make her feel bad, but it shows on my face....



Olympus:....Leifang, there‟s nothing there...(looks down)....at least not like there would be back

where I come from...



Leifangs glow fades some as my hand slides down her leg to her foot. She asks if I think she is

pretty "down there" as my fingers leave altogether. I tell her she‟s a living doll. She loves hearing

this, but of course the irony is I‟m speaking more from the raw reality of things, then just giving

her a compliment.



I lay down beside her, letting my head sink into the pillow. I still can‟t quite remember just what

a "real" woman's anatomy looked like down there. There was a simple version of it in my head, a

simple line and an opening.... but I knew there were far more subtitles beyond this. I wonder

about how Leifang would react if I dared take her back with me this time, and her legs opened to

find this thing suddenly being there?



An unexplainable image of a narrow triangular patch of sea-grass pops into my head. Its really

quite sparse and isolated. I can clearly see the smooth sugar-sand beyond, through each fine

strand. An ocean breeze builds. The straight grass bends. I let my palm glide over the tops curious

about the texture... soft or course, I can't decide. This must have been something I had seen on the

island?



Leifangs hand finds mine. Some playfulness has returned to her voice as if she were working on

some cute mischievous prank. Just then the room goes dark as two things are placed over my eyes.

She giggles. The mattress quivers and shakes as she bounces around to the end of the bed, then

slip off onto her feet.



As I sit up the last two remaining censor stars that had cover her breasts, slip off my face onto my

chest. Leifang is standing at the mirror, admiring and inspecting herself. I enjoy watching her

mannerisms and new found curiosity. In the reflection I see her breasts now completely

uncovered. With no nipples being there it feels quite anti-climactic.



She sees me watching her. Joyfully she turns her hands kind of covering what I already have had

a good look at. Her eyes are so bright. She wets her rose pedal lips and smiles enthusiastically...



Leifang:...Olympus, this is so amazing...



Olympus:...What is, my peach?



Leifang:...I‟ve never been this naked in front of anybody before...(she giggles)...I haven‟t even

been this naked with myself



My eyes travel the full length of her. Even if she lacks the crucial details to make her work fully

as a woman in my world, she still is giving all she has in this polygon world to me. My spirits lift

a bit. I bow a little with my head.....



Olympus:....I wish you could always be this way with me, Leifang



Leifang:...Goob!...(She smiles and turns back to the mirror. Her eyes watch me over her

shoulder)...Its so unfair Olympus



Olympus:....What‟s unfair?



She looks at her self, getting a bit silly



Leifang:...You‟ve seen mine...(her eyes return to mine)...isn‟t my turn to see yours now?



She turns and motions for me to stand, but I‟m already on my feet. Her complaint and question

had already triggered a sense of doom and horror in me, maybe because I already knew what was

coming.



I drop my XBOX360 labeled boxer-shorts. For whatever reason, I sense I have no censor star

spinning in that place, maybe because, being a male, I was was never intended to be here on

Zacks Island.



Leifangs expression is one of shock and awe. She stares at my lower regions as if I were a

banquet table loaded up with almond tofu. This makes me a bit hopeful. However when I look

down, what I have is hardly any different from what Leifang had between her legs....Other than

being slightly more raised in spots, I‟m as blank as blank can be.



The polygon heart in my chest, races. I raise my thumb, as if it was suppose to mean something.

The shape somewhat calms me as Leifang moves in closer...



Leifang:...Its funny looking...(she giggles)...but I like it...like it a lot



I look up into her eager eyes...



Olympus:....Leifang, what are you saying...(blink)...I have nothing there?



There's another spike in my personal terror, I look at my erect thumb for answers. Leifang feet

pitter-patter closer still...



Leifang:..I‟m feeling romantic again, honey.



Olympus:...Romantic?...(I wiggle my thumb)



Leifang:....Yes..(she hides a giggle behind her hand)...lets make love again, my love



Olympus:...Again?..(blink, blink. I look at her blankness and then my own)....Using what, may I

ask?

She takes my hand, raising my thumb to her lips. She kisses it softly, touching the tip of her

tongue to it



Leifang:..Does baby want his thumb sucked first?



She kiss my thumb once more and breaks out into a vulnerable laughter as she throws her arms

around me.



My thumb feel quite warm as I think some more about what she had just said. Why say again,

after saying love making? Does this mean we already had? Knowing what I know now, how

could this even add up?....My hand caresses her back, and follows the pleasant curves down



Olympus:...Leifang?



Leifang:....Yes my love



Olympus:....This may sound dumb. But...(blink)...We made love already?



Leifang:...How could you forget a thing like that?...(she pinches me lightly on the side)....We did

it just this morning



Olympus:....This morning?



She edges back, retaking my hand and placing another kiss on the end of my thumb....



Leifang:....Yes...Goobie!..(she smiles)....You can make love to this girl more than once in one

day you know?



Olympus:...Yes I know...(blink)...But ..(blink, heavy sigh)....Leifang just tell me how you make

love here in this polygon place?



Leifang:....You know how...(kiss)..Don‟t be such a tease.



Olympus:...Jesus Christ, Leifang....you‟re Barbie and I‟m Ken...(blink)...We have nothing to

make love with?...(blink, blink)...Just tell me how we did it this morning?



She shoves me a bit back....



Leifang:....You bought me a gift and wrapped in in yellow



I stand waiting for more explanation, but an empty feeling tells me, that may be all there is....



Olympus:....Yes....(motions with hand)...and then we?....(blink, blink)...what?



Leifang:...I opened the gift and I spun around with hearts everywhere...(she huffs)....It was a love

item...(sigh)...I was your partner all day. Don‟t you remember any of that?



Olympus:....Huh?...(blink)..That‟s what equals sex here?



Leifang:...I thought you said it was “love-making” between you and I....not just sex....(pouts)....I

would have opened your gift and spun for you, even if your wrapped it in black

Leifang huffs and puffs. Her back turns on me as she makes herself busy looking for her censors

stars. I find two of them tangled up in the silk sheets. She finds the third hiding under the dresser.



The panda suits goes back on, but the censors stars are filed away never to be put back on again. I

get that look. Its clear I‟m in the doghouse. I‟m asked to leave, but she doesn‟t let me get too far

without giving her that cooled goodbye kiss.



Morning comes too fast. I wait in the usual spot. Leifang is her usual late self. There are not as

many musical notes rising as frequently for me, from her this time around. The rest of the day

doesn‟t go that well either. We lose all our games. Maybe we could have won at least one of them

if Leifang hadn‟t always been doing those touch-her-toes exercises, when she should have been

watching the ball



That night I swing by her room on my way down to the casino. She answers the door in a

cheongsan she knows I loved. I give her my gift now rather than later. Her eyes roll..



Leifang:....Thanks a lot...(sigh)...I think



Olympus:....Now Delicious ..(smiles) ..Don‟t be that way... (small laugh)



She raises and shakes the package a few times



Leifang:...Its wrapped in black...(she smirks)...Did you really have to test me?



Olympus:....Well, you said say you‟d spin even for this color...(smiles)...Come on, just open the

package and lets get going. I feel lucky today



Her flashes a bit of anger my way



Leifang:...Unbelievable...(huff)...Maybe I‟ll spin for you, but I won‟t be having any multiple

spins tonight.



Olympus:....That's fine, my peach...I‟ll take one spin...(small laugh)...just as long as you‟re not

faking it.



She unties the black ribbon, works the taped corner and begins to tear...



Leifang:....All girls fake a spin from time to time



The black paper tears a bit more..



Olympus:...And was that multiple spin faked for me yesterday?



Leifang:....What do you think...(she pouts and looks down briefly)....No it wasn‟t faked...(heavy

sign)..In all my 19 years, that was my first multiple love-item spin... (she look into my eyes with

sincerity)...Maybe because I love the man behind the package so much



I step in and softly touch her arm..



Olympus:....I love seeing the only woman in my life have multiple spins, especially after being

reminded that, this is how sex....(clears throat)...I mean, lovemaking works here.



I look down at what I gave her and can‟t hold back the laugh. She looks down and sees the yellow

wrapping paper under the black. Her face warms considerably...



Leifang:....Goob...(smiles)....you double wrapped this gift?



Olympus:...Yes..(wipes tears of laughter from eyes)...I‟m not giving my girl anything but

yellow....(wink)...I do my foreplay the right way for my woman...(laughs)....Go on open it. I

know you will like it



with passion, the paper flies off. The box lid comes off and is tossed in the air. When Leifang sees

the envelope, I think she already knows what's written in it. Still she has to reads it to be sure. The

beautiful brown eyes, well up the letter are clutched to her chest and the hearts begin the rise. Her

eyes close to internalize the warm feelings....one spin...two spins...three spins...fours spins...five

spins....six spins....seven. I begin to feel like spinning myself



Leifang:....Yes, yes, yes, yes....(happy face)...I coming...I'm coming...(she wets her lips)...Yes of

course I coming with you



Olympus:....Are you sure?...(joyous face)...You know there are things we will have to go over

before you go back with me.



Leifang:...I don‟t care Olympus (she embraces me) I'll get to see your "real" world now



We hold each other in our arms. In unison, that kiss is placed squarely on the lips. The emotions

are running so strong even in this simulated place.



Tina and Lisa walk by on their way down to the casino. We overhear them talking about us.

Leifang lowers herself off her toes, back onto the soles of her feet...”We should go to the casino

now” she says. I nod my head once in agreement.



Leifang grabs her purse, picking it up with her right hand and transferring it to her left. She stops

coming back toward me, turning her face each way, as she checks her braids in the mirror. Its the

same routine but watching her do so now, makes it all feel like the best Christmas eve ever.



Her hand slips into mine. Soon she is more hugging my entire arm and giggling like a happy little

girl. The elevator is hung-up on the floor above us. We wait for it until Ayane, Helena, Kokoro

and Kasumi are coming up behind us.



Walking down the stairs down to the casino, I start the process of telling her what this all could

mean to her...



Olympus:.....You know Peach....(smiles over at her)....I‟m going back to a place where I use to

live my whole life before. I don‟t know what it is exactly. I never know when I‟m here,...(turns

facing forward).....But I know when I see myself in the mirror there, it will all comes back to

me...(clicks fingers)...like that



Leifang:....And why should I know this?



Olympus:....Because you‟ve never been there before...(looks over at her)....You‟ll probably feel

lost at first...(nods)...The face looking back at you in the mirror may not be 100% someone you

know



Leifang:....It won‟t be?..(her face dims with concern)...Will I still be pretty?



Olympus:...I can‟t promise you anything...(serious face)....But you‟ll always be beautiful to me,

Honey-thighs...(smiles)



Leifang:....Goob...(she shakes her head)...I‟m being serious



Olympus:....So am I...(laughs)....You may not even recognize my face either. Maybe you‟ll think

I‟m ugly in the real world?



She is strangely quiet and takes the next few steps quicker than I...She turns to look back at me...



Leifang:....And who said you were handsome here...



I stop, then reach out to catch her, but he slips from my fingers



Olympus:....Well....you stinker



I chase her down a flight of stairs. At the corner I finally catch up and pin her against the wall.

We get silly. We touch and kiss briefly....



Leifang:...You‟ll be there for me, won‟t you?



Olympus:...Of course...(I anxiously smiles. My hands move over her sides, down to the

hips)....Your body too will go under a huge change....(my fingers move more to her

backside)...everything will change to fit into the “real” world......Even how you talk to people



Leifang:.... Will things change between us?



Olympus:...I‟m sure there will be things to deal with.



Leifang:....Will we still ...(shy giggle)...be a man and woman together?



Olympus:.... I hope so...(I laugh briefly, then grow serious)....Just keep in mind that love-making

is very different there too....(kiss)...kind of messy



Leifang:....Messy?...(blink)...Can you explain how its different?



Olympus:.... I don‟t remember how...(nods)...I just know in my gut it is..(holds up thumb)....Like

I know this means something about what I suppose to have, but be damned if I can remember

right now.



We break off and take a few more steps down. Leifang pauses at the next bend. She takes my

hand and holds my thumb with both her hands as she looks softly into my eyes....



Leifang:...I want to be lovers in both our worlds....(she half laughs)....Olympus I have fought

Alpha 152 and Tengu. I‟m sure I will be alright with whatever happens next.

She strokes my thumb with her fingers, and then my hand is set free. I touch her cheek with it and

slip it under her braid, over the ear...



Olympus:....What ever happens, just remember you‟re not alone. If it doesn‟t work out, you can

always come back here....(hold up finger)...One thing to remember though, you can‟t come back

here for a full week. Don‟t ask me why but, that‟s just how it works.



Leifang:...So I have to ride it out?



She separates from me and begins moving again...



Olympus:....Yes, my love



We come to the bottom. I push open the door to the casino and let her pass through first.



At the table, the cards are dealt and the gamble begins. I draw the Queen of hearts. Leifang gets

the King of that same suit. She looks at me as if its a sign. We both lose that hand to Christie

though, whose hand had started with the Ace of Spades. Fortunately the next few hands are

better.... Leifang tires of this game and wants to move to another table. She continues to talk on

the way...



Leifang:....I‟m so excited., Olympus..(she smiles)...When do we go?



Olympus:.... Sometime tomorrow....



Leifang:....Should I bring things



Olympus:.....Yes, you should pack...(smiles)....Also make sure you wear some clothes when we

make the leap



Leifang:....What a funny thing to say...(laughs)...I‟m not traveling in the nude



Olympus:....Well, you‟ll understand what I mean later...(nods)...You just don;t want to see your

body all at once, I think



She looks puzzled, but nods like she gets it...



Leifang:..Such a mystery....So when does the plane leave?



Olympus:...Just come to my room at noon, Leifang



At the roulette table Leifang runs over some of the things she should bring. She asks my opinion

for what I‟d like of hers to come with us. I suggest some cheongsams and those sexy silky under

things, which are a given. I ask about the Phoenix bathing suit too, which quite sadly she didn‟t

bring to the island this time around.



The little bell rings, the marble drops and rolls around the wheel. Leifang nudges me to look her

way. Once I do, she gives me a true good-night kiss in full view of everybody else Tina mocks us

a bit, which I find pretty benign and amusing, but Leifang reads it more as a challenge.



The marble clicks as it picks its spot and once again my chips are all so very well placed....More

winnings than I could possibly carry with my own two hands are pushed my way...



Leifang:...Tomorrow at noon?



Olympus:....Yes



I get a second and a third good night kiss. Tina snickers that maybe I should go tuck Lady Lucky

in myself before she can screw anybody else over.



Dirty looks are exchanged. I think about cashing in to escort Leifang back to her room, but she

says I should stay until I take all of Tina‟s money.



I push some chips forward only onto the double zero spot and watch my love leaving. When her

legs finally disappear up the stairs....the marble lands again



Ayane:....Damn what's with this otaku? His head is not even in the game.



Hitomi:....Good going Olympy!



I spin forward....



Olympus:....What did I win again?



Hitomi:....Yes...(dim smile)...that makes it 10 times in a row...(nods)...Someone must really like

you up there.



A throat is cleared....My head turns in its direction



Tina:...You know Lover-boy....(laughs)...it would take more than one good night to bankrupt me.



Olympus:...I‟m sure Leifang was just joking, you know...(shakes head)



My winnings are pushed toward me. I take a few more chips and place them on 9 and 21. Ayane

and Hitomi follow my lead



Tina:...Yeah, yeah...(smirks)....Besides this is the wrong game for that anyways. This is against

the house, not you personally... (wink)..Or should I say, against Leifang-Olympus Inc.

(nods)...You go tell Miss-Smarty-Panty-Flash that later for me, will yeah?



Tina smiles again but her teeth a bit too clinched behind the soft pink lipstick. She reluctantly also

places on 9 and 21.



Olympus:....what's with you and her anyways?...(shrugs and smiles)...Why such the grudge?



Tina:...Don‟t ask me...(shrugs)...I‟m just better at winning at Volleyball I guess...(she

laughs)...And since where on the subject....What's up with you two?



Olympus:...How do you mean?



I place a chip on the space betting on odds

Ayane:...You and her are up to something sneaky...(she pushes her chips forward onto odds and

looks into my eyes)...I‟ve been watching. We all have.



Hitomi:....Are you two planning to leave the island, Olympy?



I'm thinking of another number but hold my chips back



Olympus:...What makes you think that?



Tina:...She's packing her bags, fool...(laughs)...Better be a pretty darn big boat too or she‟ll sink

it.



I think over what Tina just said not sure what she means. The little bell rings...



Tina:....So tell my Romeo...(smug look)...I hear you can make the poor girl spin more than a few

times, ...(she places her last chips quickly).....But how's the spinning holding up on your end,

partner?



Olympus:....I‟m doing alright. She‟s quite a woman.



Tina:....Oh, I see...(smiles) ...So Leifang sees to it, that you spin as much she does ?



Olympus:...I‟m a guy not a girl...(shakes head)..I'm sure I don‟t need to explain to you the

differences here



Tina:...Oh please go on and humor me...(winks)...I like hearing that kind of thing.



Olympus:...As you know, us boys don‟t get the multiple spins like you girls do...(laughs)....We

spin once and have to wait awhile...(laughs again)...But its sure one hell of a spin while it lasts



Tina:....A match between me and Ayane would last longer, I think



Ayane:...Yeah you die pretty quickly Tina



Tina:...In your dreams Ayane...(laughs)



Ayane and Tina snip back and forth a few times. As I sit back, Tina makes eye contact with me

again.



Olympus:....With Leifang, I just have to look at her and things tend to recharge rather quickly, if

you get my drift...(wide smile)..... I'm nuts for the girl, you know.



Tina:...Well good for you...(winks)...or for her too I guess



Ayane:...Can you two talk a bit less...(she rolls her eyes and readjust her clothing before turning

to Hitomi)....Is it hot in here, or is it just me?



The marble clicks into place...This time all my choices missed, which causes Ayane, especially,

to grumble. Tina continues to ask about Leifang and me. It‟s a more a frank and honest

inquisition than a crude one. Hitomi looked a bit stunned and bummed out as more details see the

light. She takes her chips and leaves the table.

That night I sleep on needles on pins with that same dream playing over and over, always ending

with me looking down at the pieces of red in my hands. I knew it could mean something I should

know… but what?



My eyes close waiting for the sleep to come, a thin skeletal frame lifts from the darkness,

resembling something like a strawberry. The little voice in my head questions… “Strawberries

don‟t have skeletons, do they?” The full image of a strawberry builds as its paper like shell

returns. Once complete, it‟s a fruit free of any imperfections, like the ones here. I touch it lightly

and it begins to shatter



Looking down, red hands again…. I sit up sharply. Now the message was getting through. I had

taken things from this world before, back to mine. I knew vaguely that most of the food survived

the journey well, making all the correct transitions to fit within that other place, …that is….

except for that one time with the strawberry dessert Kasumi liked so much. The crust and cream

were fine, but the strawberries…something went really wrong with the strawberries.



Why so much food? Was I that hungry? But food is of organic things after all. The reasoning is

quite clear. I was testing, for months or maybe years, for a day like tomorrow. If I could have

caught that prairie dog running around the island, I would have taken that back with me first. It

would have been a truer test, but the little sucker was always four steps ahead of me



I hit the pillow hard, frustrated to be thinking always thinking…



Switching to my other side looking out the window, the simulated moonlight whispers through

the bamboo slats. Maybe it really was too soon or selfish? Leifang was certainly more than

dessert. She was a complex being put at risk. If I jumped now I could always hit the reset button

and maybe she would forget I even asked? But then if the worst happened I could just pop in the

game and return things back to where they were. It was not that simple, like that in real world

where I came from. Life moved on with or without you. You could never really return to your

original form to try it all over again, like you could here



what was I worrying about; it was just a one in a hundred chance anyways…



Later….



The sun hits my face. I must have finally fallen asleep. The noise in the hall is much clearer than

it should be. As I sit up I see that my door is unlocked and wide open. There must be least 12

bags on my floor



Leifang comes in smiling enthusiastically, with one suitcase in each hand, and a smaller carry-on

tucked under her arm....”Good morning” …she says with those cute braids doing that cute dance

about her face,



As my feet touch the floor I rub my eyes a few times....



Olympus:…What time is it?



Leifang:…Almost seven (her eyes smile)



Olympus:…You can get up at seven?…(laughs)…

Leifang:….Yes I can…(she looks as if she something else to ask)…for you I can.



She sets down her bags and comes closer to me. She ask why we have to wait until noon, and if

my world was so much further away than any of the DOA fighting stages, shouldn‟t we get

traveling started sooner?



I look into my hand, then at the beautiful face looking down at me. I stand and stub my toe on one

of her bags as my arms hold on to her….



Olympus:…There‟s only room for two of your suitcases, My Peach



Leifang:…Only two?…(blink)…Is the boat that tiny?



Olympus:…We‟re not taking a boat either…(smiles)….We‟re using my bathroom, Delicious.



She is understandably confused. Two bags are chosen after a few things are interchanged. My

hand tingles as it touches the small of her back, guiding us toward our next fateful chapter.



In the bathroom she sits on the funny white chair nobody ever uses here. She watches the frosted

glass door to shower slide open, as if Alpha were hiding behind it. I pick up one of her bags and

move it to the back of the stall. Her eyes are glued to my every move...



Olympus:...You‟re going to hear a few loud noises



Leifang:...Noises?...(Her eyes search for clues in the white tiles)...So we‟re take a shower

together?



Olympus:....Kind of...(smiles)...and kind of not.



I lift her second suitcase and position it next to the other.



Leifang:....I hope this isn‟t you just being a Goob, Olympus?



Olympus:...A Goob?



Leifang:...This isn‟t all some joke, is it?



My head shakes no. I motion for her to come closer. She stands, bracing one hand against my

arm….



Olympus:…Can you see this?…(I reach up high behind the shower-nozzle)…There‟s a little

lever back here.



Leifang tries to see, standing on her toes, stooping and shifting. It takes a half step into the stall,

and a few tap of my finger, for her eyes to find it....”Doesn‟t my shower have one of those too?”,

she asks. I tell her no and continue to explain...



Olympus:....When I turn this, some water will come out just like we‟re taking a shower…(Looks

briefly back at her)…After a while, the pipes in the walls will bang and rattle a lot. It will sound

like something horrible is coming to get us...(my hand slips off the trigger and I just look at her

eye to eye)...Some green light will then light up everything in here. Its quite bright



Her head bobs up and down. She looks inside appearing to worry a lot more now.



Leifang:....Does the water stop then?



Olympus:...That water never stops. The light just mixes in with it.



Leifang:...I see...(she looks inside again)... We're going to get drenched



Olympus:...Thats not so important..(smiles)... Just remember, you still must leave your clothes

on



Leifang:…Yes, I know…(her smiles somewhat)…I shouldn‟t see my body all at once



Olympus:..That‟s right…(nods and blinks)… Once you walk around my real house for an hour

or so, maybe then you can explore yourself a little.



Leifang:..Will you help me?



Olympus:....Help you?..(laughs)...Sure honey, I‟d love to help you with that...(warm smile)...but...



Leifang:…Which first…top or bottom?



Olympus:…I want to say bottoms for some reason, ....but the top would be a safer place to start.

But even that could be way too much on the first day....(smiles)...Lets worry about those things

later. You can‟t begin to even imagine the changes about to happen.



Leifang‟s fingers release from my arm. She steps back into the funny white chair, and plops down.

Her eyes are looking as anxious as I‟ve ever seen them.



Olympus:...You‟re still OK with this?



The answer doesn‟t come straight back at me. Instead, she tugs nervously on a finger, thinking to

herself. I start thinking that maybe this isn't going to happen, after all. ...Always those let-down,

no matter where I am....



She stares into the shower. Her head shakes no several times. I can‟t believe she‟d just leave the

room without even looking at me and saying something.



“Damn it, Leifang” ...I mutter to myself feeling the full weight of depression gnawing away.



I now go sit on the funny white chair. Why did I let women get to me this much? When and how

did I let them be so important?



There‟s no choice for me, no more time to think about this for now, I have to go back. The real

world is calling. It would serve her right if I went back and threw in the Soul Calibur disc instead.

Xianghua‟s a nice girl. But then, what's the use, is was not nearly the same. There was only one

girl for me....(sigh)...I kick the little shag rug and brood for what feels like an eternity



Leifang:....Olympus..(the sound of her footsteps almost seem to dance)

Olympus:...Oh you came back....(swallows lump in throat)...What is it now...(swallows

again)..Do I get the lets just be friends speech here too?



Leifang:...Huh?....(she giggles)...You Goob, I couldn‟t wear my favorite dress in all that

water...(She motions along her sides)..Look I‟m wearing your favorite costume



When I look up , her red cheongsam is draped over her arm. She steps more into the light and I

see the black and white. She‟s in that Panda bathing suit AGAIN....(sigh)...But damn if it isn‟t the

best thing I‟ve ever seen.



I get up a bit shaky on my feet



Olympus:....Lets get going



She sees that odd thing in my face, the stuff about being hurt for no apparent reason. Its a bit

funny to her at first, until she sees I‟m not really able to just be happy. It crosses her polygon

mind that this might be the kind fo things to expect in the real world, and she didn't like it.... Her

eyes flicker



.”Yes, let‟s get going, Olympus”...She bow slightly. Her hand touches mine and holds on. We

step into the shower together. I reach up blindly for the little dial by the nozzle I don‟t ask if she's

ready as I had planned.....



The switch is thrown...water gently falls over us...healing water....and then that noise....



“CLICK!”





Green...so green… A veil of green slowly dissipates to show a monotone and very dark room

beneath. Dust particles in the air hang in the late suns rays, coming through the solitary window.

That light falls only over the most undeserving things...a discarded towel on the floor …an

emptied cardboard spool from a roll of toilet paper in the wastebasket.



My shirt is dry and not wet. I always forget this. Everything gets wet on departure; Everything

arrives to the destination dry.



Over on the sink counter, the three dimming red lights in an incomplete circle, on that damn

broken thing. Something was good about my first 360 being that way though, if I could only

remember why. My eyes follow the wires coming off of it, back close to were I am standing



the usual fatigue begins to set in when I feel an object moving against me... Leaning forward,

until it‟s just under my nose, I sample the warmed air between…. human hair… softly perfumed.

My fingers investigate an unexpected texture under them, moving inward, along the narrowing of

a woman‟s waistline. “Impossible” I think to myself.



A startled gasp, a yelp pierces the silence. I‟m shoved away rather violently, and then I see it….

half-bear, half woman. I catch it by its little ball tail as it turns away to flee.



“Who are you?” I bellow. The odd female creature‟s head jerks side to side, looking to the ceiling,

then the walls as if it were trapped n a cage. “What are you?” I ask the second time in a gentler

voice. Its face snaps toward me.



As I stare and it stares back, the sound of breathing sputters, more like the prey‟s than the

predator. My breath or hers, it‟s too hard to tell. Both our faces are still too much in the shadows.

It sniffs the air. Its head shakes no as its small hand seals around its overwhelmed nose. I reach

out my hand to touch whatever this is and get the smooth skin of an arm. The beast lurches back.

I reach out again and touch what could be a fur-covered breast. A fist narrowly misses my

jaw…”Hey, stop that!”…I growl



In a full panic now, the she-bear begins to thrash. I try to hold on, fearing that she may hurt

herself, but also for reasons I can‟t explain. She resists each and every time, and eventually,

stumbles back, hitting her head against the stall….



As her small hand reaches up to rub the spot on the back of her head, the little ears on top shift

unnaturally as if they were only being worn. I then notice the silhouetted looped braids against

the shower curtain. And the name comes out automatically.



Olympus:…Leifang?…(pause)…Oh my God, Leifang…(second pause) ….Is that you?



Her eyes strain to make me out. She stands and leans in a little closer and I cautiously get

sniffed…The hand goes back to covering the nose



Olympus:…Calm down…just calm down, my love…It‟s going to be all right…I‟m here.



Leifang:….Oly…m…pus?



Olympus:….Yes, Honey-thighs…its me!



The legs begin to buckle. Leifang begins to slide down, with her back pressing against the stall.

Like the damsel in distress in an old silent movie, the girl has passed out cold. Moving fast I catch

her under each arm, supporting her full weight …a very rewarding true weight.



Olympus:…Wake up Leifang…(I give a little shake)…come on



Her body shifts a bit in my arms, head tilting back. My hair moves from her breath against my

face. I know she‟s still breathing. The scent of almonds, and her mouth… a miracle.



With the pause in the panic, I can now try to reset myself. There‟s not much time. Must think fast.

Some bits and pieces of my most recent DOAX history start to flow in. I actually went through

with it. For better or worst, here it was.



She moans and slips a bit more out of my arms. Her weight is not that great, , but with the

combination of my odd positioning and still being weakened by the journey, I decide its best to

just give into it.



As the controlled fall into the tub begins, I say a few words to her. I touch her face, trying to

imagine how it was now and wishing the light could be better. A kiss is stolen from the partially

opened lips of my sleeping beauty.



Suddenly something shifts disturbingly under my hand, along her back. I begin to lose hold of her

again as she slips down. Another, more pronounce shift happens as soon as my arms retake her.

For nearly a minute I stand there not sure what to do. A menacing image of a strawberry juts into

my mind and then adrenaline surges through my veins.



With heart pounding, I don‟t even remember scooping her up into my arms. I run into in my

darkened hallway, and spin around, trying to remember which door was to my room. I push the

closest door open with my foot. This is my room. There I plop her onto my bed and fumble with

the light on the nearby nightstand. It clicks on. Not a very bright light. I look down into my

hands....black and white only. My eye close in relief as a little, just a little panic subsides.



My eyes raise following up the legs, to focus on the female torso. Leifang‟s breathing is steady

and shallow, but with each breath more and more of the Panda suit fractures. Polygons, like torn

paper, slip down her sides, breaking up even more along the way, all to gathering there next to

her skin...black and white mixing to make a fine lifeless gray mound of ashes.



A rather morbid image appears, of me standing out on the rocks of Brant Rock, casting those

ashes out to sea. It can‟t be. It just can‟t be this way. How could it all end so pointlessly?



I work up the courage and place my hand on her abdomen. Internal organs seem to be there. More

than just perfectly smooth for a skin texture. Goose-bumps...The edge and shallow of her hip

bone. Muscle, fat and ribs. She feels quite solid. My fingertips brush against something like silk

under the torn edge of Panda...



Just then another avalanche is triggered. A second wave of polygons begin falling. I jump back,

as if that would stop the inevitable from happening, and watch there helplessly, wondering when,

or if, it will ever stop?...



1 hour later...



The Panda suit is completely gone. It has been gone for at least 40 minutes. Still I‟m sitting in a

chair not even close to her, fearing even my own breath on her now, could spell disaster. Why

hasn‟t she woken up yet?



Leifang is wearing underwear. She must have left them on during the quick change out of her

cheongsam into the Panda bathing suit. Silk and lace panties and bra at least seem to be holding

the line.



She kind of hugs herself. I can‟t watch as her body turns and legs opens a bit more. Nothing

happens though. Maybe I should throw a comforter over her. My room is getting a bit cold.



I push myself up, and grab the blanket at the foot of the bed. Leifang‟s foot twitches several times

as the comforter moves up the leg. Passing beyond the knees, her left foot kicks toward the

ceiling, knocking the blanket from my hand and a little back. It‟s enough to raise concerns. I

pause, checking the toes. Still all accounted for. Ankles, calves and knees, perfectly fine. No

abnormalities felt through the fabric or seen. I give her leg a little shake...”Wake up,

Leifang...wake up, wake up”. Her hand moves to the side. Fingers touching the sheets as if it

were something entirely new to her...



As I grab the turquoise edge on the blanket to continue up, my knuckle inadvertently, brushes

against the exposed parts, just above it. The skins a bit cooled, so incredibly soft. A different kind

of soft than polygon soft. It‟s too hard to resist.

I release the blanket and place my fingers down. First a light touch, followed by a full kneading

of the flesh. The thigh‟s muscle is so relaxed. The true power it was capable of, only sleeping

now. Leifang will survive this transition from her world to mine, at least physically. I am

confident of that now.



My gaze inches up to a borderline, where the legs lead to, and her unmentionables begin. The

way the reflective light comes off of the pure white silk is so pearl like, elegant and never more

dangerous. It was not overt, but clear enough, Leifang was not blank down there anymore.



My hand flexes and stretches, itching to just grab hold and slip her panties off. My other hand

grabs it to keep it away. I have to force myself to drag the blanket up more. Just get things

covered, I think out loud. But I can‟t resist witnessing at least what I‟m seeing…



Such strategically placed lace, the gift in the teasing. A delicate, tempting balance of white birds

and flowers and the flesh tones just peeking through beneath. A sparse pattern of hair makes itself

known near one of the lace bird‟s wings. I see a bit more by a twisting branch and an up-turned

leaf.... My heart skips a beat, and then another. Was it just sex or poetry for life I felt more right

now? One thing was clear though, this was no mere polygon panty-flash in a fighting game....



Fighting off the temptation, I jerk the blanket well above the waist, but its only half the battle.

With anticipation, my eyes drift to where the comforter next goes. Her bra is part of the matching

set, but I already knew that. More silk than lace. There would be no detail hinting through, except

for a bit of indication of how cold she was.



Lying on her back, she‟s flattened out a bit, just as a real woman‟s would be. No unexplained

motions from those mammary minds of their own to contend with...Just the honest effects of

gravity on all that soft tissue. Such a pleasant fullness. A nice complexity. Leifangs breasts are

noticeably smaller here, being more true to the 34” bust-line described in her profile, in my

DOAX rules book. I love them so much more this way...



That hand begins to flex and stretch again. That other hands restrains it. And up to the neck the

blanket goes. For a time, I‟m not so sure what I‟m thinking. My room is spinning a bit. Was it

wrong to want to look at her? Back on the island I would often watch her sleeping beside me. We

had already crossed a few bridges. But this was a new body, one she hadn‟t even lived in yet for

more than a couple of hours.



My eyes close imagining her face half sinking into the polygons of her pillow. Its seems like such

an eternity ago...Just then it dawns on me, I haven‟t even looked at her face here yet, in the light...



1 hour later, Olympus’s kitchen…



I open the refrigerator and just stand there looking in. Do I eat the leftover Chinese food or toast-

up a ham and cheese sandwich? I can‟t decide. I‟m not really that hungry anyway even though

my stomach is turning. At least I still have some food in here. No red-alert trip to the supermarket

required. That's good to know. Leifang would be hungry when her eyes finally opened.



I pour some iced coffee into a big ice filled glass and sit at the table. Vacantly staring at the clock

on the microwave I sip away. It‟s so good to have that special bitter and the sweet together

again...followed by that cooled sensation while swallowing. Aaaahhhh, real non-polygon

saturated iced coffee....

The rain suddenly comes down hard. It makes everything seem all the more, dark and isolated.

And once again, the stage is set with too much time to think. I replay over what has happened so

far with all its revelations and dilemmas....I sip the next mouthful of coffee slowly....



Logically I may have expected it, but logically is only half of who we are. Looking on Leifang

face was a bit of an epiphany....mostly a very good epiphany, but a bit of a troublesome one too.



First....Of course her face would change, just like the rest of her body did. Proportions within it

were better being made to fit into this new world setting. What if they didn‟t change? Would a

cartoon face, even a pretty one, be considered freakish? Wouldn't it get noticed for the wrong

reasons, poisoning everything in the end? Still, even knowing its better like this, a part of me was

still mourning for that 100% of what I knew.



I take another sip of coffee.....



Second....Leifang‟s face did look eerily a lot like that model a friend and I once theorized could

play her in a DOA movie done right. Up until tonight, I would have said that, that model was the

most beautiful “real” woman on earth. It made me wonder if I had somehow tainted the whole

transition, trying to merg the objects of my desire into one....killing two birds with one stone.



This models overall choices she made for herself where not that great. It was more likely

someone else made those choices for her, at a very young age. This is something I don‟t like to

think about. Its a bit too much real world, too soon for my tastes. For I time I listen to the rain

wondering about the potential train-wrecks of other people lives that I would never meet... But

eventually I return, imagining Leifang's and her faces side by side.



Leifang and she could be twins, maybe not identical twins, because Leifangs face still managed,

somehow to exceed hers in looks. It still was crazy to think of this as bad in anyway. Maybe my

friend and I were just more correct than we could have known at the time. We did agree on this

model to play Leifang for a reason, didn‟t we?



I take another sip of coffee.....



Third....Number 3 nearly brings a tear to my eye. If Helen of Troy could launch a 1000 ships,

then what of that ethereal face, sleeping in my bed right now? Would there even be enough ships

in the entire world to equal such a beautiful face?



The answer was no, at least to me, and this wasn‟t even including the body. I mean, really, who

was I, what could I possible do, to keep a woman like that in my life? What would happen when

she did finally wake up?



I drink the last drop. Enough being my own worst enemy. Time to just go back up. Time to trust

in good things happening.



I wonder what day it is. Is tomorrow a work day? If Leifang hasn‟t awakened by morning I would

need to call in sick.



I check the calendar...its April 23rd. As I climb the stairs I remember that date significance...its

Leifang‟s birthday. I laugh a bit. What a bit of Synchronicity this was, to be born into the real

world, the very same day you were born into the polygon one.

The dawn comes with some signs that she is finally awakening. It‟s a slow process though, even

with my attempts to push things along. Around noon Leifang‟s eyes fully open, with her looking

straight up into my face as I‟m standing over her. Maybe it is, or maybe it isn‟t, such a good thing,

having me being the very first thing that she sees…



Olympus:…Good morning…(small, self conscious laugh)…or should I say, good afternoon,

Delicious!



I wait for something, but she just looks at me…

…

Olympus:…You‟ve been out for almost 24 hours…(clears throat)…It‟s Friday…(blink)…April

24th



Leifang is still silent. With that odd expression, her eyes continue to focus only on certain

sections of my face. I rub my jaw thinking why she might be is as she is? Maybe she isn‟t really

totally awake yet, and only looks that way?



I try to remember how I was my very first time waking up in her world, with hopes of finding in

it, something I could use here now. At first it seems like I had nothing in my own experience. I

had gotten to my feet rather quickly in the polygon world. The beaches, the casino, the butt

battles (which I won every time), I‟d seen them all before many times in the game….



Of course…that‟s it…. I had seen it all before. I knew about where I was going, long before I‟d

left for it. Leifang had never gotten the benefits of a preview like that.



Still putting on the good face, I push on…



Olympus:…. It‟s sunny today. Yesterday it rained so much…(clears throat)…The weathers not

going to be like it was on Zack island. Not in this part of the world on April 24th….

(blink)…We‟re in Massachusetts now, you know?…(smiles)…Hey, what city in China would be

like Boston?



Still nothing. The optimistic smile begins to feel fake. I ask myself what could be the trigger to

get some kind of dialogue happening?



Olympus:….Umm… ahhh… (blink, blink)…You must be hungry?…(I stop leaning over her so

much. Her head turns, following me as I head for the door)…. I‟ll just go get you

something…some drink, some food, OK?… (I motion with my hand)…But don‟t you worry your

pretty little head; I‟ll be back soon



I shut the door behind me and run down the stairs. In the kitchen I forage for ideas. Things she

might like, traditional or totally new, which way to go?



I skin two ripe pears and slice them evenly. I include one small fork to stab it with, but include a

second for myself. Some Ritz crackers with garlic hummus would be interesting. Maybe some

cheddar cheese should be included as an alternative? The cheese is a bit sharp and maybe too

much for this initiation. Do the Chinese even like cheese? Next what to drink?

Lemonade…wine…iced coffee...water?



As I go down a list of thirst quenchers, the whole no-speaking problem creeps back in. Just then

something pops into my head that hadn‟t ever crossed my mind before. Maybe with Leifang‟s

real physical translation into this world, also came the very real language problem. Maybe she

can‟t understand a thing I‟m saying? Did I know any Chinese words to test this out? Would that

be the trigger? And if so, what would be my next step? I don‟t speak Chinese. With no subtitles

this could be quite the problem…maybe too much for just love to solve?



Stop thinking … I say to myself…stop thinking. Of course love was enough. It would be in our

eyes. We could always rebuild from that, couldn‟t we?



(minutes later)



With the carefully arranged tray of food I ascend the stairs. Leifang‟s head doesn‟t immediately

look my ways as I enter. She‟s sitting cross-legged on the bed, sniffing the back of her hand. I sit

and set the tray down at her feet between us…. She looks down at it, looking a bit insulted….



Olympus:…Is something wrong?



No response. I reach out and touch her hand. A bit of static electricity cause a small spark to jump.

To me it‟s just a fleeting inconvenient pain. To her though, judging from how she pulls her hand

away, it seems to be quite a bit more.



Olympus:…Oh yes, pain…(heavy breath)…We‟ll need to talk about falling of things in this

world too…(looks up at her lowered face)…Things really hurt here, They don‟t just sound like

they do….(smiles)…But Peaches, they really can feel so good too….



I reach out to retake her hand. Understandably she pulls it back. But I‟m persistent. This time

there‟s no spark. I caress the back of her hand a bit, and continue to talk about nothing, when her

eyes look up into mine….



Leifang:….April 24th?



My jaw opens…



Olympus:….My God…(smiles)…you speak English?



Almost in defiance she says a long sentence in Chinese. It doesn‟t really matter to me, its just

sounds so good…



Olympus:…Yes, Leifang…(joyful laugh)…It‟s April 24th…(laughs again)…Happy day after

your birthday!



Her expression isn‟t as happy as mine, but there is a hint of a smile. Her eyes lower…



Leifang:…So am I twenty years old now?



Olympus:….Yes, yes…(claps hands together and laughs)…I guess here you would

be…(laughs)…finally!



I push the tray a little forward, saying she should eat to celebrate. I spear a slice of pear on the

tiny fork and hand it to her. The fruit only get halfway to the lips when, that aggravated

expression returns. She sets the slice back down on the plate and nudges the tray of food back

toward me, where I look at it for several seconds….

Olympus:…Is there something wrong?…(blink)…Would you like something else?…(she flicks

her shoulders)….Is your stomach acting up or something?



Leifang, looks up at me and give a heavy burdened sigh….



Leifang:….Why is nothing wrapped?



Its hard to take the look of disappointment in her eyes. Even though I know it defies common

sense, I go back downstairs with the tray of food, to look for any wrapping paper I might have. I

check the bathroom closet with no luck. Next I head for the basement. There‟s half a roll up there,

and some empty boxes, from when I wrapped Christmas gifts. No yellow. I sure hope the flying

reindeer will be enough to her liking?



The ritz crackers and tub of hummus wrap well. The pear slices though, soak through the

wrappings where they come in contact, and the glass of iced tea spills all inside its box. I return

with what I can wrap and I try to explain to Leifang, why this is not a workable custom here. In

her head I think she gets it, but she‟s still too programmed in that other way to totally accept it.

Hunger wins out in the end though...



The speared pear slice rises to her lips. Her nose twitches and the fruit takes a bit of a detour

under each nostril. She coils back. You‟d think she was smelling gasoline....



Leifang:...Oh my...(she tries to sniff it again).....So this is what you were talking about before?



Olympus:...Yes, Honey....welcome to the sense of smell...(smiles)....I‟m kind of surprised, pears

don‟t have a particularly strong scent.



Her eyes study my face until I start to look at her the same way...



Leifang:... I‟m not sure I like it...(she half looks at me, then sniffs the air)...Its like everything has

a great wall around it here.



Olympus:...You have to give things time...(looks at her pear slice still on fork)...Its just new to

you...(I stoop down a bit, trying to see her eyes)....Try tasting it. That may help?



Leifang:... I‟m afraid to...(she sniffs the air again)...It could be too strong for me



Olympus:...You‟re strong. Remember the fighting girl in you...(laughs)...If you don‟t like it, you

could always just spit it out



Leifang:... I don't think I could do that with anybody watching me...(Her head nudges up a bit,

then lowers. There‟s another sniff)... My parents sent me to University...(sniffles again)



Olympus:...Then I won‟t watch...(motions toward her)...You‟ll have to eat sooner or

later...(smiles)...Pears are pretty sweet and easy to like.



Leifang still hesitates. She holds the slice slightly away and turns it slowly on the end of the small

fork. Her eyes then go to my hands and follow back up to my face...Her expression is a little more

warm toward me, yet still a bit unsure

Leifang:....Its not very pretty, is it?



I stiffen up a bit. My eyes blink....



Olympus...In this world this is a pretty good looking pear...(dimming smile)...Just let your mouth

do the tasting for now, forget what your eyes are telling you.



Leifang nods. The fork is brought to her mouth. She sniffs. Her lips open slightly and she nibbles

off as small a piece as is possible. The head tilts to one side. Judging from her face, it seems the

full sense of taste is a lot more agreeable to her. She takes a second small bite...



Leifang:...Hmmmm...



Olympus:....See..(smiles)...not so bad, huh?



Her mouth opens more for the third bite. Half is taken in. It moves around the inside of her mouth.

Her eyes close as she focuses more and more on what's happening on her tongue. She lets out a

long whimpering moan.....



I look away, with the sound of that moan scrambling my brain. Of course it was all innocent. It

was just in appreciation for the food, but I wanted to hear more in it...



Back in the polygon world, Leifang could lose herself in the moment. She was a proper girl, but

not exactly that quietest during some of those love-item spins. This often had caused Ayane to

bang on the walls in the next room, as a persistent clue for Leifang to shut the hell up.



My eyes close imagining the symphony of my lover‟s body so full of pleasures....How would be

when it finally happened? Would this change too? I wanted to know now but I knew I must be

patient in the days ahead.



The little fork makes a clinking sound as it touches the dish. My eyes flutter and open. I study

how the bed sheet are draped over her body, pulled up over as they are. Each fold, everywhere it

loosely hangs, sucks me further and further in....



Leifang:...Do we have any other fruit?



I look up to her face again. She is even more beautiful in the full light of day. The pressure in my

chest builds until I remember to breath. ...



Olympus:...Sorry..(deep breath)....I‟ll need to get some



She takes another slice of pear. I pull my attentions away, needing to break the dreamer free from

myself. I am hungry too.



Reaching for the second fork to join in the eating, her hand suddenly lowers, offering to share

with me some of what she has.



I look up and ask if she‟s sure. Leifang hesitates, then moves her hand even closer. The end she

has bitten from is facing toward me. It feels like a very good sign, but it all gets half turn away as

my hand moves.

I take it from her as if it were something holy. I stare at it, seeing it magnified...comparing the

virgin half being offered to me, versus the torn away parts were her mouth had been. I lose track

of time. The juices from the pear begin to run down the handle, making the tip of my finger

mildly sticky.



As I go to bite. The shape of Leifang mouth haunts me...full lips, yet so small and delicate on that

roundish face of hers. I can‟t resist and turn the fork half a turn clockwise before I claim my

share....The bed sheet rustle as she pull them more around herself....



Leifang:....Eeeewww...(her legs pulls in more)...you Goob...(sniff)... Stay on your side



I laugh to myself, hearing my other name...finally



Olympus:...Oh come on...(smiles)...back on New Zack Island you use to feed me strawberries

right out of your mouth...(wink)...my-little-bird-girl



Leifang:...That was different...(sniff)...That was there....(sniff)



Olympus:...Oh?



Leifang shrugs her shoulders. I hand her back the fork. There‟s still half the pear left on it. She

looks down, unsure what to do with it, until her eyes slowly find mine again..



Leifang:.... It was different, Olympus....(she motions to her mouth and swallows)....This is so

different now.



I lean a bit forward.. She edges a bit back...



Olympus:....Could you please explain more?...(blink)...I‟m not getting this.



I get another shrug. That seems like all I‟ll get when she suddenly looks up....



Leifang:....Why is everything so wet inside me now...(sigh).... It's so dumb



Olympus:...You mean inside your mouth?



Leifang:..Yes my mouth...(she look mad , then shrinks into herself a little)....what else would I

mean?



My eyes dip down a bit, realizing how tightly her legs are being held together under the sheets. I

imagine them more open and feel the pounding in my chest. Other things begin to happen lower

down on me too... enough to show if I just stood up. I am a male after all. This is my woman....



I wobble sitting up more straight and hold out one hand as if to stop traffic.....



Olympus:...Nothing...(blink)..I didn‟t mean anything...(blink, blink)....like that



Leifang:..Like what?



Olympus:...Just forget it....(blink)...forget it

Her eyes narrow in on parts of my face again. I clear my throat and she looks into my eyes...



Leifang:...I keep swallowing and it keeps coming back...(motions to mouth)...always



She holds a hand out in front of her mouth and blows into it. Her face winces as she breaths in.



Olympus:....Leifang, thats just how real bodies are here.



Leifang:.....Real bodies?...(sniff)



Olympus:....Don‟t act so surprised. You knew something would happen.....(deep breath)....I

warned you.



Leifang:....Maybe not enough of a warning



The panic in me rises. Leifang breaths into her palm again. I ask her whats shes doing, but pretty

much know the answer. I tell her, her breath is completely normal and really pretty nice. I stop

short of asking for a kiss, even though I need one from her, so bad....



Leifangs hand slips down to her side. She looks at the fork and pear slice in the other hand. I

press on, needing to do something to fill in the confusing space between us now....



Olympus:....Your mouth should be wet inside most of the time. Its like that for a number of good

reasons...Food doesn‟t just end up in your stomach here with a click of a button....(half

smiles)....You‟re not just polygons anymore



Her head shakes no...



Leifang:....My other body felt real enough to me ....(sigh and sniff)....You liked me as I was

before too.



Olympus:....Yes I know, honey...(serious look)....Just give it time.



My hand moves over the blanket and finds her foot, where I give it a little squeeze. The big toe

lifts. Leifang kind of smiles but she clearly is not herself, just yet.



Leifang brings the fork closer to her mouth. Again the slice takes that detour under the nose. She

sniffs a bit too much where I had just taken a bite. The head nudges back. Its too painful to

watch...



The fork clinks touching the dish. I look up and the half slice is still there.... nothing touched



Leifang:...Olympus



Olympus:....Yes?



Leifang:....Sorry, but I‟d like to be alone



I reluctantly follow her wishes. On the way out she asks where the mirrors are. I tell her the

bathroom. She asks again if I have something smaller, that can be held by one hand. I dont have

one, but It‟s not hard to imagine why she‟d need a mirror like that. I tell her she should take it

slow with what she investigates about herself, especially on the first days.



I leave and go downstairs....There‟s nothing on TV. There‟s nothing I want to listen to. Even my

360 has no reason to be turned on. I think to myself, she needs a little mirror, I should go get her

one....





I yell up the stairs that I‟ll be gone for a few minutes. The bed springs moan and the frame creeks.

The slight weight of her footsteps moves diagonally above my head. I listen for the door to

unlatch; when it does I tell her why I‟m going and give her my cell-phone number with

instructions to call if something happens. Leifang doesn‟t say a thing. The door closes. The

footsteps move away.



A mile up the road I slow for the red light up ahead. Out of the blue I start thinking about an old

girlfriend and the other near relationships of my past. I was generally known as the nice guy. I‟d

listen, I‟d be courteous and thoughtful, but being the kind of guy women said they wanted, never

did me much good in the end. Inevitably they‟d turn me into something, too much like a brother

to take it any further.



Damn, what I use to get rejected for, the womanizers, the abusive tough guys, the divorced father

of a best friend, the list of clowns went on and on. Too often my experience was that women only

acted on the kind of men they said they DIDN‟T want.



Even in Leifang‟s world, was this not the same? The acidic question arises. ”What if I had gone

to DOA4 instead of the beaches of New Zack Island?” This would have meant Jann Lee would

have been there. Who then would Leifang have followed…. the man already in her pocket, the

one who saw her as a woman and wore his heart on his sleeve for her, so clearly for all to

see, …or the cold, tightly lipped stolid guy that hardly recognized her?



The light turns green. My Solstice growls and rumbles to move on …just move on… but I keep

my foot on the brake just a bit longer, until a car comes up behind fast, flashing its lights…



10 minutes later…



Many stores are closed already. This leaves only the 24 Pharmacy as an option. Once inside I

head straight for the cosmetic aisle, thinking this is the most likely place to find that hand held

mirror. I‟m having little luck though and decide to break out of my usual patterns and go ask

somebody.



I stand patiently in line at the back counter, watching the 2 pharmacists filling out orders and

various other things. The old lady in front is fussing and over-complicating matters with the man

at the cash register. The line gets even deeper behind me. I almost want to ditch this whole quest

when my eyes meet something on display I probably should have on me now, at all times.



So many brands and styles. The packaging kind of amuses me with its amorous hard sell.

Different guys on each box, but all with the same gleeful “I‟m about to get real lucky” gloat on

his face. Each holds onto a variety of semi-clothed women, ever so eager and willing. One box at

eye level has the standard beautiful beach and sunset in the background… Hey, I remember

walking on beaches like that with Leifang not too long ago.

With a mind of its own, my hand begins to reach. The line moves. A voice, not male, pipes

in…”How may I help you sir?”. My eyes center forward. Somehow I‟m not 4th in line anymore.

The pharmacists, an older women this time, looks back. She asks again how she can assist me,

but my mind goes blank…



Olympus:…Ummm…ahh…ummm



The pharmacist‟s eyes travel to where my fingers are hovering near.



Pharmacist:…Do you have a question about those, sir?



I look where she just looked. My finger is on one of the larger boxes of 50. I lift it off its hook..



Olympus:…Ummm…ahh



Pharmacist:…Please sir, the line is very long



Olympus:…Yes, I know…(blink)…I know this is not why I came here for…(blink, blink)…I

wish I could remember what I was going to ask…but



Pharmacist:…Please sir…(squints)…Its been very busy tonight



Olympus:…Yes, I know…Sorry…(I try to put the box back, but it just won‟t go. I hold it up like

I was selling it in an infomercial. Someone whispers to someone, from behind)…I guess I should

get these huh?



Pharmacist:…How would I know sir?…(sigh)…Will that be all?



I look at the box, waiting for my brain to kick in again….



Olympus:…Ummm…maybe…(blink, blink)…Can you tell me something first?



Pharmacist:…What sir?



I set the box down on the counter and look at it.



Olympus:…Do these come in yellow, by any chance?



She looks down at the box too. More whispers and a few snicker from behind. I think I hear the

word banana, and give a look back…



Pharmacist:…Yellow….YELLOW, sir?



Olympus:…Yeah…(smiles)…my girlfriend…(I pause and smile broadly)…I mean my future

bride has a bit of a thing for yellow…You know.



Pharmacist:…No sir…I don‟t know…(huff)…The “for him” ultra-thins do not come in yellow.

Odd colors are not something people usually request…(clears throat)…sir.





Olympus:…Oh I see…(bummed out look)…Damn she really, really likes yellow…(looks

up)…It could make it so much easier for me if…(blink)…well…(blink, blink)…You know, if my,

you know…(blink)…were yellow, the first time…(blink)… when…when…I went in…(blink,

blink, blink)…you know



The woman gives me a very odd look…and of course, who wouldn‟t.



Pharmacist:…You could always try our…”for her” ultra-ribbed style



Olympus:…Oh?…(looks up)…and do those come in yellow?



Pharmacist:…No sir…(rolls eyes)…Use those though, and I guarantee she won‟t be caring what

color they are.



Olympus:…Oh?…(smiles)…I see…(looks over at display and takes a box of the for her

style)…I guess I‟ll take these instead then…( small laugh)…Got to keep my woman happy, don‟t

I.



Pharmacist:…Very good choice sir…(she begins to ring them up)…Will there be anything else,

sir…



Olympus:…Well, its all I can remember for now…(I nods as the box of ultra-ribbed go into the

bag)…Well maybe just one more question.



Pharmacist:…What now sir?



Olympus:…About these ribs



Pharmacist:…What sir?..(sign)



Olympus:…Well…(blink)…they‟re also thicker right? Doesn‟t that means there‟s less, you

know …(blink)…sensation?



Pharmacist:…For the male?



Olympus:…Yeah…(concerned look)… I mean if I had to touch my girl wearing big winter

gloves, what would be the point of even touching her?…



Pharmacist:…Yes, there is a nominal sensation loss for the male, I suppose…(heavy

breath)…20 or 30%…No big deal



Olympus:…Huh?…No big deal?…(takes bag less than enthusiastically)…This is almost

cruel…(shakes head)… I mean, in a perfect world, there would be nothing at all between her

body and mine during…you know…then….(depressed sigh)…Especially during our first time

here.



Pharmacist:…Remember safe sex, sir…(squints)…You should always wear something



Olympus:…Yeah I know…don‟t want a baby in the picture just yet…(smiles)



Pharmacist:…More than that sir…STDs and worst

Olympus:…Oh those…(laughs)…my girl and I, I don‟t think have to worry much about

those…(laughs again)…Those don‟t exist where she came from



Pharmacist:…Oh and where is that from…(grunt)…Mars?



Olympus:…No, China



Pharmacist:…China…(she coils back)…you‟re girlfriend is Chinese?



Olympus:…Well kind of…(shakes)…Why is that some kind of problem for you?



Pharmacists:…No sir…(dirty look)…But there‟s nothing wrong with a nice Americans girl

either.



Olympus:…I never said there was…



Pharmacists:…There is plenty of AIDS in China too…SIR!



Olympus:…Yeah I know…(smiles)…but not in the China were my girl comes from…



Pharmacists:…No place on earth is safe…Sir!



The way the pharmacist looks at me, I know she thinks I‟m full of self-centered denial. I knew the

whole unbelievable picture and she didn‟t. As I get more of the lecture I understand this and let

most of it roll off my back.



I reach over and take a box of the “for him” ultra-thins, and throw them on the counter…



Olympus:…Ring these up, please.



Pharmacists:…Let me guess….you are exchanging them for the “for hers”?



Olympus:…No…(smiles)…I like the idea of those too. I‟ll take both



Pharmacists:…Both…( she places both boxes side by side)…There are 100. Would you like two

smaller packs…maybe 10 and 10?



Olympus:…Only 20?…(smiles)…No, I think 100 is more like it…(smiles more)…Well only

when she‟s ready for that, of course.



She looks over her glasses….”You are quite the optimist,”…she tells me.



As the complete bag is handed to me, suddenly I remember why I came to this line to begin with.

I get sent over to aisle 12 B where the kid‟s toys are. Maybe it s not the kind of handheld mirror I

was hoping to find, but it will work just fine for now….



On the ride home, my mind is still half on what‟s in the bag beside me. It was becoming even

more a reality now. How it would first happen for us here, plays out like various erotic scenes in a

movie. Maybe tomorrow as I slept she would sneak down to the couch where I was. I‟d wake up,

to that sensation of her body all encompassing me, body and soul. She‟d smile down like a

playful thief. Her eyes would close as her weight lifted. Id watch, vision blurring into a blissful

soft focus, as her lips opening with a whimper.... and then all my heaven on earth would lower

down again, as she sensed, and was ready to receive, the delivery about to happen. After we

would lock in an embrace, soft conversation, soft touches, with neither world either of us came

from, mattering much anymore.



This would soon be a very normal occurrence...man finds woman...woman finds man…a

couple…. being one. I wouldn‟t have to witness or hear about it anymore, being only in other

people‟s lives. Most work mornings I‟d be a little short on sleep, already having been with her.

My co-workers forever after, would know that look of contentment on my face. There would be

talk, especially from those who had already met Leifang, or seen her picture on my desk. My

eight hours away would feel like an eternity.



Over the road noise I begin to hear someone humming a happy tune. With a voice like that, they

shouldn‟t be singing. I turn up the volume trying to figure out whose song it is better, but the

radio isn‟t even on. It must have been me; I think to myself with a grin



up ahead the light that had been red before, locks in green. There nothing to hold me back now...



Minutes Later



My house stands out alone on the darkened street. All the lights have been turned on, on my

second floor. Pulling into the driveway, I grab the bag and rush in. Before the door can close

behind me I let out the announcement...”Honey, I‟m home!”…and then rush upstairs. She doesn‟t

greet me though, not that I thought she would, being still lost.



I tap on the bedroom door and it opens a crack. Peering in, my shoulder nudges it open further. I

can‟t see her anywhere. The food I had brought to her earlier is only half eaten, but the glass is

empty. My closet door is open. I go to it. She‟s not there. At first it looks like nothing has been

moved, but maybe a few things have been slid around,



”Leifang?”, I call out her name, and listen for something to come through the white noise in my

head. Nothing.... nothing at all.



Turning, I step on something. Moving my foot, I looking down to see what it is, it‟s Leifangs silk

and lace bra, lying on the floor. Seconds, or maybe even minutes pass with me just staring down

mesmerized, at the empty cups facing up toward me. This meant she was somewhere now, in my

home, bare breasted.



With anticipation building, my hands massage the empty air. I stoop down and pluck her bra up

from the green carpeting. I brush off where it had been under my foot. I‟m quite aware of how the

fabric feels against my thumb, and wonder if it felt much different for her against her skin. The

lace parts along the side are coarser than they should be. My finger draws a semi-circle

approximately where, in the polygon world, the censor stars would have been. The silk is safer,

soft and a bit padded in this spot. Knowing what I do now, its good that no peek-a-boo lace

wasn‟t there.



The temptation to place a secret kiss, inside of a cup, burns. But I fold it closed instead as its laid

carefully at the foot of the bed. Just then I hear something, like a toothbrush, dropping on a hard

floor

A shroud of panic descends. “The bathroom”…that‟s where she was. This was also where the

vehicle that got her and I here was. Not that I thought she‟d try, or even knew how to use the

broken 360. But still, being early in her frame of mind, she might want to go back. I knew that

triggering such a thing so soon, could be disastrous. For sure the machine would overheat,

possibly enough to even catch fire, ruining any chances of ever returning…. And what would

happen to flesh and blood or polygons if the whole thing quit halfway through? The red ring of

death, for sure, would be even more true to its name…



Immediately I go for the bathroom door and barge in without knocking. Leifang is standing in

front of the mirror, wearing one of my shirts. It swims on her much smaller frame. Blue stripes

suggesting the form beneath, bare thighs and legs teasing out below. It makes me feel more

ominous, like the protector, even though she‟s more than capable of defending herself, and could

easily whip this protector‟s ass.



She turns with a sniff, as she gathers the front of my half-unbuttoned shirt closed….



Leifang:…Oh, its you?..(sniff)



Olympus:…Yes its me…(uneasy smile)…who else would it be?



She turns facing the bathroom mirror. Through the reflection she eyes the bag that I am holding



Leifang:….Is that for me?(sniffle)



Olympus:…Yes it is…(I place the bag down on the sink between us and pull out the small

mirror)…Its all I could find…(smiles)…I‟ll get a big girls mirror for you later if its not enough.



She looks at me strange, as she takes if from my hand. Again she looks perturbed that I have not

bothered to gift-wrap it. The design on the mirror though, does inspire a kind of a smile to poke

through…



Leifang:….What are these strange animals?



She touches bright pink handle under the picture of the happy, frolicking creatures kicking up

flowers in a sparkly cloud. She brings it briefly to her nose



Olympus:…They are Unicorns…(smiles)…Why don‟t they have Unicorns in the DOA world?



Her head shakes no as she faces the larger mirror…



Leifang:…No, I‟ve never seen anything like them before



Olympus:…Except for horses, maybe…(grins)



She gives a quick look up at the reflection of my face…



Leifang:…Horses?…(sniff)



I move directly behind her and briefly touch her shoulder. Leifang leans forward away from the

fingertips. I nudge back on my own even though it might as well be her hand pushing me.

Olympus:…Maybe we can go see some of them in a few days.



Leifang:…Unicorns?



Olympus:…No, horses…(blink)…Unicorns don‟t exist here



She and I look more intensely at each other‟s reflections, framed and overlapping. Her nose

twitches…



Leifang:…Like me?



Olympus:…No, not like you…(awkward laugh)…you‟re real now



My hand reaches out to touch her shoulder again, but remembering what happened just seconds

before, stops just shy of it. Her eyes break free of mine



Leifang:….I think I‟d like that



She looks down at her face in the small mirror. I wonder what it must look like to her. Does she

think it‟s herself or some stranger? Observing her face from a more cast down angle I‟m still not

sure myself, other than the fact that she is gorgeous. Other images race through my head, of

photos of that other model, taken of her face at a similar angle.



Leifangs right hand moves releasing a bit of my shirts material, which opens. On the back of her

wrist I notice a very distinct beauty mark. This is quite upsetting, although I can‟t remember why.



Ultra silent seconds pass. I feel something of myself, of us, fading from the scene again. I clear

my throat a few times, until she sort of looks up at me…



Olympus:….So what did you do while I was gone?



The face sinks down, her eyes remaining on her own image framed in the small oval mirror….



Leifang:…I ate what you gave me



Olympus:….I noticed, not all of it?..(laughs)…Not a Ritz cracker fan, huh?



She looks up….



Leifang:…Some things were too much...(sniff)...I liked the drink though.



Olympus:….The iced tea?



Leifang:…Yes,..(She nods)… could I have more? …(sniff)



Olympus:….Sure!



I smile. Her head lowers again. My attention drift to the graceful line from her neck to her

shoulders, the perfect skin, the beauty mark, and then the building soft fullness of what I can see

where my shirt is opened. Leifang clearly senses my eyes on her and looks up….

Leifang:…So, when are going to get it? …(sniff)…I‟m thirsty



Olympus:….In just a minute, my peach…(nods and smiles. A few seconds pass)… Leifang I saw

your bra on my bedroom floor so I know you‟re not wearing anything underneath



Her fingers gather the fabric of my shirt more tightly against her heart….



Leifang:…Yes I am…(sniff)…I‟m wearing something underneath



Olympus:….I meant up top…(My eye dip down to the sight of her bare legs, then raise up

quickly)…not the panties…(blink)



Leifang:…So?



Olympus:….So did you look yet…(blink)…you know…(blink)…at them?



Leifang:…Maybe yes…Maybe no..(sniff)



Her expression turns pronouncedly more vulnerable and anxious. The eyes run away from mine.

Again I find my hand reaching to touch her shoulder and have to stop it.



Olympus:….So…(blink, blink)…can I see too?



Leifang:…NO….(she barely looks up at me)…. Why would you want to see?



Olympus:….I just do, that‟s all…(blink)…Its not like I‟ve never seen you topless before, Leifang.



Leifang:…Not like this you have….(her head shakes no)…Not like this.



Her elbow thrusts back, but I‟m standing too far back for anything to happen. It‟s pretty

disappointing considering how hard a thrust it was. I look down at my stomach where her elbow

was meant to connect; I gather myself then look up with as calm a face as I can manage….



Olympus:….Of course that‟s true. There‟s no rush my love. It‟s still early.



She looks at herself in the hand held mirror then turns it over. Her hand touches then presses

down on it, locking it in place. I get an angry look “What?” I ask, not sure why I still deserve

such attitude. Leifang‟s eyes avoid mine while she clearly is thinking about something. Finally

she looks up….



Leifang:…Bass, Ein and Jann Lee had them back there..,.. (sniffle)…you too?



Olympus:….Them?



Leifang”…On your chest…(nose twitch)



As her eyes again evade mine, they briefly look to the region of my chest in question, making it

pretty obvious



Olympus:…Are we talking about nipples here?

Leifang:…Nipples?



Olympus:….That‟s what they are called….(uncomfortable laugh )… The things right about here

right?



She watches intensely as I make a circular motion above where they are on me. Leifang‟s eyes

remain there a bit longer. Her fingers release my shirt, slipping over to the center of her breast.

The fabric becomes a little form-fitting there as she does so, showing that telltale bump.



I find myself focusing more and more, wishing she had chosen a different shirt of mine to wear.

The fabric on this shirt was particularly opaque, even though it was mostly white. Many of my

other shirts would be showing a shadow of an outline right now, although a subtle one. My mind

goes into a bit of a spin. My pulse races…Things begin to happen below the belt.



Leifang:…Why?



My eyes flutter. Her questioning eyes are looking straight at me…



Olympus:….Why what, my love? …(blink, blink)…Are you asking why you have them now and

not before? …(shrugs)…You were teen rated before. You were in a game, a product. Showing

nipples on a simulated woman, in some circles, somehow is considered even more dangerous. I

mean you have a right to carry a gun around here, but some women breastfeeds her baby on a

train and people go all nuts about their kids having witness that. It‟s too hard to explain it all right

now.



My answer doesn‟t really satisfy her, or maybe it‟s just too wordy and all sails over her head. The

face lowers as more questions struggle to surface…



Leifang:…Why are they so much more…(sniff)…more…so?



Olympus:…So much what?



The eye raise up. Leifang holds up her hand sheepishly with a space between her thumb and

index finger, equal to something slightly larger than a quarter. I stare at the space as if it were the

most wonderful thing. My mouth begins to water in anticipation. I even suck in the air a

bit…quite gently



Olympus:….You‟re a woman Leifang…(swallows and looks more at her)…Of course they

would be more…(blink, blink)… that size.



I‟m distracted by where my shirt is now open. She realizes this and quickly clutches the fabric

closed again…



Leifang:…They‟re ugly



Olympus:….Ugly?...(looks to the her hand, then back to her face)….I seriously doubt that.



Leifang:…I miss the stars



Olympus:…The stars?…(blink)…You can‟t be serious…(blink, blink)….What you have now

puts the stars to shame

Leifang:…I hate having nipples. …(she huffs and stomps her foot down)…Nipples are so dumb



I look at the back of her head. Beyond I see my expression matching my total bewilderment over

what I assumed would be the easiest parts to take. The human, female breast after-all, in the

mammal world was way at the top of the feeding chain when it came to beauty. If the sight of

nipples on a breast were screwing with her head this much, what then about was waiting for her

eyes between the legs?



I notice the beauty mark again and that her hand is off the mirror. I use the opportunity to scoop it

up….



Olympus:….I think we should stick with the original plan.



She looks at the mirror in my hand, then look into my face…



Leifang:…Please leave that…(sniff)



Olympus:….No Leifang…(blink)… I really think you should take it slow. You‟re just not ready

for this yet.



Leifang:…I don‟t care what you think. Give it back



I get a look, like the look she gave Hitomi in DOA4 over a head of cabbage. The idea she might

actually hit me for it is too painful to think about, and not for the physical reasons alone. I set the

mirror down. Her hand returns to hold it in place as soon as my hand leaves it. For a time we say

nothing to each other, until the sheltered looks become searching stares…



Olympus:….Well then can I help at least?



Leifang:…Help with what?…(sniff)



Olympus:….I could hold the mirror for you….(blink)…answer any questions you may have

about…(my eyes dip down to her hip region)…you know…it



Leifang:…What?! …(she samples the air, and lowers her eyes from mine)…Why would I ever

want you there for something like that?



Olympus:….Because we are lovers…(blink)…well, at least we use to be not too long ago.



Leifang:….So?..(her eyes flick up and down)



Olympus:…SO?..(I upright myself to look bigger)…I‟ve seen you bottomless before too,

Leifang. Back on Zack Island you would have loved the idea of me holding the mirror to let me

see it…(blink)…Of course that was when there was nothing down there to see, except for one of

those damn censor stars.



Leifang:…Don‟t talk about my stars that way…(her eyes scold me)…You‟re so disrespectful



We go into silence mode again. The elbow nudges back toward me, but not with any great force

this time. I stare down at it for a moment longer

Olympus:…I‟m sorry…(looks up)…Leifang, what‟s really going on here? Honey, I know its all

still pretty confusing for you…



I reach out again, but this time I don‟t hold my hand back. It touches her shoulder. She leans

away again. Her eyes level at my reflection…



Leifang:…It is my body Olympus



Olympus:….You think I don‟t know that? …(blink)…Jesus, Leifang…(blink)..I just wanted to

be there to help you.



The full weight of her hand and arm, secures the mirror firmly in place. She thinks, then shakes

her head no, side to side….



Leifang:…Why do all the men in my life always think I need their help for anything? I can

handle it on my own



I stand back feeling betrayed. I let my face be what it is, showing the anger and hurt. It‟s beyond

my control at this point to do otherwise anyways. Still I manage a somewhat calm voice. I repeat

that I think she should not go exploring her body any further so soon into this new journey. I

unplug and pick up the broken 360 and head for the door, thinking that was all there would be for

the night, until she calls out to me. I almost don‟t stop, wanting to send my own signals, but I

do…Her voices was quite tender.



Leifang:…Are you still going to bring me that drink?



My shoulders sag. I study the outline of her face and posture. Her hand has slipped off the mirror

now. I nod my head yes, then turn and go down the stairs….



I spin the Lazy-Susan wildly searching for the instant iced tea. I forgot where I put it. But like

some joke being played at my expense, it ends up being right there, on the counter in front of me.



It‟s quite frustrating. I continue to take it out on the ice cubes as I plunk them in, one by one into

the glass. The liquid sloshes about wildly, and ultimately the only thing I manage to do is make

more of a mess for myself to clean up later.



“All the men in your life”...I grimace on my way through the living room”...”Screw you Jann

Lee”



The ice clinks in the glass with each stomp up the stairs. On the second floor, Leifang is watching

for me through a sliver in the door. It opens only briefly enough for me to hand the ice tea to her.

The door shuts in my face. The lock clicks shut.



Left standing there, I know the right thing would be to leave, but I wander instead around the

narrow hallway, like some homeless man inside my own house. My ears tune in. At first there are

no distinct sounds until something plastic is set down gently against the tile floor. Somehow I can

tell it‟s a rubbery unbreakable plastic, much like the handle of the mirror I had brought her. I go

over and sit down on the top step to listening further.



One of her knees bumps accidentally against one of the little doors under the sink. There‟s a

rustling of something maybe fabric, then a paper bag being opened and slightly torn. She seems to

be investigating something other than herself.



Several more minutes go by with hardly any motion. Maybe she is aware of me now too, and is

listening for clues of her own? I debate if I should just call out; making myself known by asking

if she needs anything else. But then, that all would feel too much like an admission of guilt.



The ice swirls about in the glass as Leifang lifts and takes a few mouthfuls. She really does like

iced tea. More paper bag sounds follow. I can‟t really figure out what she is doing, until finally I

hear the top outer-lid of the toilet seat being closed.



A small creaking tells me just as her weight is settling onto it. Many shifting motions follow, and

then there‟s that long telling uncomfortable silence.



In my head I‟m sure what has just happened. Her panties had already been rolled down the thighs,

over the knees, slid down the calves, and then slung around the ankles. The material would

suddenly have adopted a mind of it own. Reluctant to be shaken free, the lace and silk would have

to be yanked from the goddess‟s foot.



Some time would pass with her eyes focused only on the spot where the bunched up

unmentionables had landed. She'd remember the sight of her bare breasts not too long ago. The

shock would be still fresh. A light touch would circle for that elevated bump and other subtle

swellings through my shirt. It would not be a dream. Her face would lower upon finding it. The

face down mirror at her feet would seem to get closer and closer, taunting her former-self, and

waiting for its turn to be turned over.



Finally Leifang would slowly flip up the flaps of my shirttails, enough to reveal what they

covered. It would look very odd to her, having such an unexpected patch of color where it never

was before, rising like a delicate fine black smoke from a fire. It would begin to look something

like hair, other than a simple poorly programmed shadow.



Her fingers would seek out, and touch the safety of one of her braids, lifting and feeling its

texture. The thighs would alternate between tightly closed to slightly open. Leifang‟s dark brown

eyes would only half watch, as that curious hand edged closer and closer.





It was just a few heartbeats away now before some kind of contact would be made. I lean back

comfortably into the carpeting, looking up at the ceiling. My hand sweeps over the top edge of

the step where it rises in a very slight dome. I find a few loose strands in the Berber carpeting

there that I try to tug gently up on and playfully twirl around my index finger….Too short…not

soft enough…My hand closes onto itself.



Finally, there's a muffled whimper through the door. It‟s almost as if I had scripted it this scene

all I. As expected she talks quietly to herself, possibly lamenting the missing censor star. A deep

breath is taken. The plastic hand held mirror taps and scrapes against the ceramic as its being

lifted. My ears perk up as her weight shifts on the squeaky seat just a few feet away. Leifang is

moving much more than before. I count to 20 in time with both hers and mine, imagined

heartbeats.



By how, Leifang‟s legs were fully spread opened. Inside the oval frame it would be completely in

view now. My longing intensifies more. I begin to imagine her eyes as mine. A kind of dream

state begins as I pull things apart in my mind with a sense of wonder and great reverence. At first,

I‟m still substituting. It‟s clearly that other models anatomy I‟m imagining. Its hard to imagine it

another way. That model after all, had no trouble showing everything she had to the world. I had

seen her most intimate details many times before with many reference shots to call up at will. But

Leifang would be unique to herself, even if things ended up looking not all that different. The

mystery was still there.



Tuning back in, the sounds on the other side of the door still have remained calm, more clam than

expected. It‟s a very encouraging sign. A happy smile forms broadly across my face. My eyes

shut and in my ease and contentment, I begin to doze off.



...A dream begins...



The sweet yet sad sound of Erhu music swells, heavy with re-verb, suggesting a distant memory.

It plays as a theme as a young girl is coming home from school, carrying books almost as big as

herself.....NO...that doesn‟t seem right....a chauffeur would drive her home most likely. He‟d even

carry her book for her. Once home the little girls braids would flap like the wings of a small black

dove as she ran. Her mother would be waiting with a dish of almond tofu. Chopstick in tiny hands.

A cute obedient laugh. A language I couldn‟t understand. The mothers face would be so beautiful

too. Red high heals neatly side by side, just outside the door were they belonged...A gentle rain

would fall. She‟d tell the girl to go study, but her touch on the back of her daughters hand, would

be telling her to stay..



My eyes open a crack. I see the light above and think I really should turn it off. My eyes grow

heavy again....



The same girl is coming home from school. She is as thin as a stick. Self conscious and a bit of an

ugly duckling, her shoulders would bow forward in the back seat of the limousine. She‟ look so

small, even smaller the years before, even though it wasn‟t true. Some boy had teased her today

about being so flat chested. Her hand would form a fist every time she thought about it. Her un-

characteristic silence would alert the driver. He‟d check her in the rear view mirror. He‟d ask why

the mad face and of course, she wouldn‟t answer.



I wonder where I would have been at this time. I would have been older and bigger. I could have

easily scared any bully in that grade away being in High School, but would I have?...Would I

have known the flower about to bloom?...And should it even matter?... Such cruelty. I had seen

too much of it.



A deep breath fills my lungs. This is all so silly. It was a trick of my mind. None of it happened

this way, did it? If I even dared to ask Leifang about her mother or father, would there or could

there be anything there?



My sleep deepens more....



A more realistic version on Bass Island fades in. My feet sink into the white sugar sands as the

tide comes in. I enjoy the sensation too much and only discover that the ocean is up to my knees

when my eyes reopen. I try to move my legs, then give up. My hand reaches down with great

fascination, touching the rising water that threatens to consume me. The warm wetness is slightly

more viscous then what sea water should be. It doesn‟t taste quite the same either, much less salty

with a bit of a tomato juice after taste. Something about it feels very special, like a secret or

something I already should know.

I ponder things a bit. A soft breeze teases, causing ripples across a spot where the water is pooled

and also trapped. It brings with it a scent somewhere between mildly fishy and fresh peanuts. It‟s

very distracting, although in a pleasant way.



More time passes. Something slowly is building and begins to rumble beneath my feet in front of

me in the same general direction as the breeze. The water bubbles up violently as if a second

volcano was being born. I try to step back, thinking I probably should now....but again my feet

are too stuck....



Suddenly a giant clam shell rises. It opens invitingly, showing its smooth, pearl like, pinkish

white interior. A faceless nude woman with long reddish hair soon appears magically, standing in

the shell, posed like Boticellis Venus. As my eyes search more, the face unscrambles and at first

its Kasumis face. This is not surprising, I had always thought her face would be at home in this

painting.



The hair then changes to short purple bringing Ayanes face and body with it. It changes again the

same way for each DOA girl until finally it comes lastly to Leifang. Her hair is done up in her

looped braids at first. Her hands have to work extra hard to cover up. Finally the wind picks up,

loosening and taking her long black hair against the perfect blue sky. Every thing about the air

smells so nice and close, as the water raises more, and the waves begin to lick beneath my chin. I

know I‟m about to drown and I‟m not afraid....I almost welcome the idea of my story ending,

right here and now....Something, a force bigger than myself, seems to disagree and begins

shaking me.



My eyes open expecting to see the light off above. Of course it isn‟t because I had don‟t anything

about it. There‟s the slightest shadow on the wall that wasn‟t there before though.



Something cool, like glass, nudges against my arm. I sit up. It‟s Leifang just off my left shoulder.

I try to force my eyes to focus faster....



Olympus:...Oh..(blink)..hello?



Leifang:...Hello...(she sniffs and sits back a bit)...Did I wake you?



Olympus:...No, its OK...really...(rubs eyes)...Is everything OK?



Leifang:....Yes..(her face drops immediately down)....How long have you been sitting here?



Olympus:..Oh...(turns away)...I‟m not sure...(turns back)...I was downstairs for a while. I came

up for something and I guess...well...(blink, blink)..I really don‟t remember.



My eyes start to study her, and how my shirt is hanging on her now. The buttons are a bit off. She

looks at my hand and arm. The eyes slowly rise up to mine



Leifang:...You‟re not staying up here, are you?...(sniff)



Olympus:...Not if you don‟t want...(sign)...I was going to stay in the guest room up here, but I

could always sleep on the couch downstairs instead if you‟re more comfortable with

that?..(blink)... My bedroom door has a lock too, you know

Leifang:...Yes, I noticed...(she looks up briefly)....Is your couch comfortable?



Olympus:...Oh yeah..(sad look)...I sleep on it all the time



Her head lowers and shakes yes. Time passes. I feel a bit let down for suggesting the couch.



Leifang:...I‟m thirsty. I was wondering if you could get me more?



I look down quickly and see her empty glass, tipped over by my hand...



Olympus:...Sure...Iced Tea?...(I grab the glass)...I‟ll even get you a new glass. ..(awkward

smile)...Is there anything else?



Leifang:...No



She stands up quickly from her crouched position and heads back for the bathroom door. As she

does, the back of my shirt rides up a bit in back, revealing a crack and lot more cheek than before.



The door shuts, creating a breeze...a breeze I find impossible not to breathe in very deeply.

There's nothing there at all, but then there is. With her glass in hand, I slowly wobble to my feet.



It all happens so fast, maybe only in a 60th of a second, but I‟m still reliving it like a full length

movie, as I‟m mixing up more iced tea. So cute with even a bit of a shake to the smooth soft flesh.

Unlike the game, much more round and defined...and yes the panties were nowhere to be seen....I

almost drop the glass when I go to pick it up



Walking back through the living room, I feel a kind of storm had passed, leaving little to no

damage behind. She had come out to talk to me. It was small, but at least it was something in the

right direction.



Instead of stomping, my feet are much lighter on each step. Near to the top, I watch the crack of

light under the door for the shadows of her feet as she comes to it. Suddenly, something smashes

against the wall, or most likely the shower stall. A strange, subdued noise comes from the other

side and I rush to it…



Olympus:....Are you OK in there...(tap, tap)...Leifang?



Leifang:....Yes...(sniffle)...I‟m fine...(sniff, sniffle)



The sniffle sounds like nothing before I had ever heard from her. I sense distress hanging thick in

the air. My ear comes closer to the door



Olympus:....Well...(blink)...You don‟t sound OK?



She huffs. Leifang goes to snap a reprimand back at me, but clearly she can‟t do so without

giving herself away. She whimpers between breaths, and holds back as she gathers herself. It so

unlike her character from before...but then, the rules of the game had changed. I say nothing and

just wait...



Leifang:.... Hollow

Olympus:....What did you say??



Leifang:....Am I hollow now too?...(the foot stomps with a huff)...



Olympus:....Hollow?



It runs through my mind why she might think such a thing and I get a rather provocative image of

just how deep her investigating might have gone. I look down at my index finger, moving it

against my thumb as I try to come up with the most comforting response... But what should I tell

her? Should I tell her she was just a bunch of ones and zeros spinning on a disc before?



Just as I‟m about to tell her she was never more solid then she was now, her voice sputters to get

something out….



Leifang:....Why do I ?



She stops abruptly. I wait again for her to finish, until I can wait no more...



Olympus:....Please go on...(I place my hand carefully on the door)....Its OK Leifang, really it is.



My ear turns to listen. Only minutes go by but it all seems like much more. Her weight shifts

some. The mirror seems to be being fished out from inside the tub, and then picked back up. The

toilet seat clicks plastic to porcelain as her weight returns to it. I can imagine her tiny feet on the

edge and the shapely legs re-positioning to view.



Leifang:....Do all women in this dumb world have these?



Olympus:....These?



Leifang:....Two mouths...(sniff)...Oh poo..(sniffle, sniffle, sniffle)



Olympus:....Two mouths?...(My eyes flutter. I lean away from the door and

think)...Honey, ...uuuummmm.... maybe you‟re not looking close enough?



Leifang:....I looked close...(sniff)...It is a mouth...(mumble, mumble)



Olympus:....No its not, honey!



Leifang:....Yes it is!..(sniff, grumble)...Its just the other way



Olympus:....Other way?...Huh?...(I lean back running it through my head again)...You mean

north to south instead of east to west?....(touches door)...Is that it?



Leifang:....Huh?



Olympus:.... Never mind, my peach...(smiles)... Look I‟m telling you seriously, its not a mouth



Leifang:....And I‟m telling you it is...(sniff)...I have eyes too, you know.



My head shakes no. But I then begin to think some more. To my horror, I could be wrong. This

was after all the first time any polygon-girl had ever made a trip over to here. Was it possible?

Even in this real world you‟d get the occasional story of the two-headed kitten or turtle... A grave,

worried expression begins to show as I lean back in close to the door....



Olympus:.... There‟s not teeth down there..(I swallow nervously, blink, blink) ...is there?



She moves a bit. The toilet seat squeaks and shifts



Leifang:....No...(sniffle and sigh)....I hate to look. Please don‟t ask me too



I lean back partially relieved. But with this cat out of the bag now, there‟s still a need to pursue

and be 100% sure. She probably could tolerate just one more question...not a deep one , but one

reasonably on the surface.



Through the door I urge her to scout out one last specific place. She resists at first, but then seems

to change her mind. I ask for a description of what she is witnessing as she‟s seeing it, and of

course I have no chance in hell of getting one. Realizing this, I then describe it for her, a little

more poetically then clinically, but still in great detail. This surprises her and she asks, sounding

worried, if I can see her through the door. I reassure her that I cannot.



Leifang starts to sound depressed. The mirror drops again. Her breathing becomes more erratic as

she begins to sob openly. I tap on the door while looking at my distorted reflection in the

doorknob.



Olympus:.... Come on Leifang. This is a very good thing. You‟re a real woman now. This isn‟t

worth the tears.



Leifang:…I‟m not crying…(sob, sniffle, sniffle)



She mutters an aggravated singsong phrase that sounds a lot like Chinese to my ears. The sobbing

starts to die down…



Olympus:…OK, then…you‟re not crying..(blink)…



Leifang:..I‟m not…(sniffle)



Olympus:…Yes I know…(blink, blink)….Leifang, it‟s all how it was meant to be. In a few days

you‟ll really love it like this...I promise. …(touches door)…I‟ll personally see to it.



Leifang:..How?



Olympus:…How?…(smiles)…Well you did want to come here…(sigh)…You know, to make

love…(smile)…You know, to experience it like we do on this side of the 360…(laughs a little)…

It‟s a lot better than spinning for wrapped gifts, Peach



Leifang:…But its so…so....(her voice trembles a bit)...ug…ugly



Olympus:.... Oh come on....(tap)...Would you say that about the pedals of a rose?



Leifang:…But I‟m not a rose...(sniffle)



Olympus:.... Why don‟t you let me be the judge of that....(I grab the door knob and try to turn it,

but it won‟t budge)....Come on Honey-thighs, please let me in. I‟m not some stranger…it's

me…your favorite Goob!



A faint “no” comes back. Its then gets very quiet. I check my watch, its 3:23 a.m. I check my

watch again, it‟s 3:45. I slide down, sitting just outside the door with my back against the wall. I

check my watch again….



Suddenly the door unlatches. Leifang steps half out into the hallway, looking down at me. We

both let out eye speak, both being short on words….



Leifang:…I want more



Olympus:…Just give it time, Leifang. It‟s still too soon.



Her head shakes no as her eyes drop down to her hands. It feels like it‟s dieing until she holds up

her empty glass…



Leifang:…Could I have more.



Olympus:…Sure…(my heart starts to slow down)…All you want…(blink)



Leifang stoops down, placing the glass beside me. She stands and goes back into the bathroom,

but the door doesn‟t get locked quite as fast this time.



I go downstairs and get her another glass of iced tea. When I come up I don‟t try to force the issue

anymore, I just wait out side the door. We talk occasionally. She reappears soon after with that

empty glass again….This scenario gets repeated several times more…until finally my eyes just

won‟t stay open anymore. I tell her good night and go downstairs...



An hour goes by… I wake up briefly with a stiff neck. My body repositions so that my head and

shoulders will not be forced up onto the armrest anymore. A few more hours pass…The eyes just

crack open. My legs are now asleep. This couch is just too short for me.



I sit up and move my dead weight to touch the floor. As the blood flow returns I‟m eager for the

uncomfortable tingle to pass quickly. The sky outside is colorblind, between gray and blue. The

sun must be just starting to rise behind the neighborhood trees. Still in between night and day.



Out of the corner of my eye, I see something sitting in a chair, silhouetted against the curtain. It‟s

Leifang. She sits up knowing I have seen her….



Olympus:…Good morning



Leifang:..Yes…(her head bob up and down)



Olympus:…Did you sleep?



Leifang:…Maybe



Olympus:…Maybe?…(I laugh a little)…Did you use my bed?



Leifang:…Yes

I begin to push myself up onto my legs that still don‟t feel totally back under my control. I‟m

close enough to brace myself against the couches arm, and reach the table lamp though…which I

click on.



Olympus:…Hungry?…(smiles)…I can make breakfast for you. Nothing too fancy

though…(smiles again)…you know I‟m no Hitomi…. (I turn more facing her)…Would eggs be

OK with you?



In the light, her eyes look kind of panicky. The response also seems a bit off. Its like what I had

just said is delayed in reaching her…



Leifang:…Eggs?



Olympus:…Yes..(my head shakes yes)…I usually make scrambled



Leifang:…Scrambled…(worried look)…Do you have turtle



Olympus:….Turtle?



Leifang:…Turtle soup?



I feel a bit nauseous just thinking about it. A painted turtle I had as a pet back in third grade

comes to mind….



Olympus:…Uhhhh…(blink, blink)…Sorry but…(blink)…nobody really eats turtle around here,

Leifang…(deep breath)…If eggs are all wrong, I‟m sure I could find something else you could

like. I think I have some left over General Gua‟s chicken in the fridge.



She just shrugs and looks down. It‟s evident even more, something isn‟t right. Something she

isn‟t telling me. I then notice how she is sitting. Her body is tilted forward in discomfort. The

hands, one on top of the other, are holding on, while being sandwiched tightly between her closed

legs….I look up into her eyes.



Olympus:…Of course



Leifang:….Huh?



Olympus:….Honey…(smiles)…are your feeling some pressure…(I place my hands down on

myself, about belt high)…right about here?



Her eyes look at my hands. She shakes her head yes, then looks away.



Leifang:…is something wrong with me?



Olympus:…No at all…(laughs)…Its just all that iced tea you had last night…(laughs)…You

must have had at least 16 glasses



Leifang:…I only had 15



Olympus:…15 or 16, its still a lot…(chuckles)…Leifang, you just have to

pee, …(smiles)…that‟s all



Leifang:….Pee?…(the worry look returns)…what is that?



Olympus:….Oh …(serious look)..of course you wouldn‟t know. In the real world when you

drink, well eventually you lose some of it. Its not like before where you just saved in on some

menu, or it vanished with a sound effect….(nods and smiles)…Look its easy. You just go into the

bathroom and sit on the funny white chair. Just relax and let things come out



Leifang:…Come out?



Olympus:…Don‟t look so worried. It doesn‟t hurt. You‟ll feel better after.



Her head faces the door near the end of the couch as she thinks…The brown eyes then connect to

mine



Leifang:…Could you help me?



Olympus:…Help you?…(puzzled look)…Sure…(blink)…Not sure what I can do? I can;t pee for

you…(smiles)…but sure!



I turn and walk over to the downstairs bathroom and open the door for her. When I look behind

and motion for her to enter first though, she isn‟t there. I hear her footsteps going halfway up the

stair. I then go and follow.



Leifang is already standing by the toilet as I reach the door. Her hand is passing over the closed

lid. She lifts it, and seeing the hole understands the basic concept. She starts to lift the second lid

though…



Olympus:…You leave that one down….(takes breath)…When guys have to do this, they lift that

one up.



Leifang:…Why?



Olympus:…Because guys stand. Girls usually sit



Her eyes look me over and hesitate briefly as they pass over my crotch. She sits down on the

toilet looking like the wheels are really beginning to spin in her head.. I sit on the edge of the tub,

but not directly in front of her.



My eyes take a quick scan of the surroundings. The toy hand mirror is where it was left, on the

floor at her feet. On the sink counter, the pharmacy bag is torn. The box of condoms have been

disturbed as well. A few condoms have been unsealed, and they are hanging half over the edge. I

then look back at Leifang, her hands are still pressing in from beneath…



Leifang:…What do I do now?



Olympus:…Just relax and let happen what will happen…(nudges chin forward)…but you should

move your hands first



She nod her head yes and places one hand on each knee. I suddenly remember something else and

hold up my hand to stop…



Olympus:…Wait a minute…(I look quickly down at the floor and around)….where‟s are you

panties?



Leifang:…I put them back on



Olympus:…Oh…(blink)… Leifang, you have to take those off too…(nods)…I‟ll just turn my….



Before I can finish that I will turn my head, she is already to her feet. Even if I remained staring,

she was so preoccupied in the moment it wouldn‟t matter anyways. I turn my head as her hips

shimmy‟s and the hands press down over the hips. I hear more motion and then her sitting back

down. A little stream of water begins, but is cut off almost as soon as it starts. I look over at

Leifang, panties around her ankles. She looks so incredibly shocked, yet so cute at the same time.

She swallows and glances over, her eyes wide, wide open…



Leifang:…Oh my…(she sniffs the air)…can I stand now?



Olympus:…I doubt it with how much you drank last night.



Leifang:…It smells so bad…(sniff)



Olympus:… What‟s with your sense of smell? I don‟t smell anything…(shakes head)…Come on

be a big girl about it. Just let it go.



Leifang:…I will…(I get a mad little look, followed by some tell-tale blushing)…This is so dumb



Olympus:…Yeah, whatever



The little stream begins again. She fights it still, but finally just opens up damn to natures call.

The steady stream seems to go on and on and on and on. I resist smiling or laughing, even though

I come damn close more than once.



Finally the stream becomes a trickle, then a drop. Leifang just sits there, running it through her

head what has just happened….



Olympus:…Better now?



Leifang:….Yes…(Her head lowers. She sniffs a gain)…Why was it so warm? It was cold when I

drank it.



Olympus:…Because your body is warm...(I look at her face avoiding mine)…The iced tea

passed though your body.



One hand leaves her knee. It presses over her abdomen, through my shirt



Leifang:…Yes I see…I am warm…(she nods yes and swallows)…so warm…(She looks over. A

little stream begins again)…Oh my…(her eyes widen)…I think I maybe drank too much



Another elongated trickle starts again. She looks straight ahead, thinking to herself

Olympus:…I guess so…(small laugh)….Maybe I should be calling you “Sweet Pea”

too?…(wink)



She cuts the tinkling off as her head turns back toward me…



Leifang:…Please don‟t tease me…(sniff)



My smile widens in mischievous glee, as I begin to stand….



Olympus:…I‟m sorry…(blink)…. It was just a bad joke…(I bow down a little to her)…I think

you‟ll be OK from this point on. I shouldn‟t really be here anyways.



Leifang:…You shouldn‟t?…(trickle, trickle, trickle)



I look down at her sitting, her bare thighs poking from under my shirt, the nervous leg keeping

slow time to the imagined beat in her head…



Olympus:..No, I shouldn‟t. This is the kind of thing you should be doing in

private…(smiles)…Or after when its more your choice to have me here.



Leifang:…But it was my choice…(trickle, trickle)



Olympus:…Yeah, I know…(thinks)…but this all is still too new to you. I don‟t want you to look

back later and think I was taking advantage of your naïveté



Leifang:…Naiveté?…(tinkle, tinkle)…Where is my naiveté?



Confusion reins in her brown eyes. My eyes advert briefly again to here bare thighs, but are

mostly struck by just how beautiful and how similar to that other models face, her face is.



Suddenly the trickle becomes more a stream, which doesn‟t seem possible after how much has

come out already. I half worry about her peeing herself into oblivion.



Olympus:…Ummm…(blink, blink)…wow, for such a little thing, you sure have one impressive

bladder, don‟t you?



Leifang:…Impressive bladder?…(trickle, trickle, trickle, trickle, trickle)



Olympus:….It‟s the organ that holds your used up liquids, Leifang.



Leifang:…Oh…(She looks forward)…Oh thanks, I guess…(she look back up)…So in a

impressive bladder battle, would my impressive bladder beat yours?



Olympus:…Sure sounds it…(chuckles)



Leifang:…Good…(she half-smiles as she takes a breath)



The peeing stops soon after, which brings a true broader smile to my face, mostly out of a sense

of relief. Leifang looks to my face, misreading it as gloating, I guess. She turns and seems to be

trying to force out some more, when there isn‟t any left. All the straining brings out an

unexpected sound…more a minute toot than and out right fart, but it might as well be a mortar

shell exploding over her head….



Leifang sits up sharp, and lurches backwards. Her ribs rebound off the toilets water tank, lifting

the porcelain lid, then dropping it back a little crocked. A confused look builds across her face…



Leifang:….Wh…wha…what was that?…(sniff)



Olympus:….Um…ahhhh…(blink, blink, blink)…um



I‟m aware of the shock on my face too. My goddess was truly very human in all the earthy ways

possible. What did I expect? I tell her to calm down but don‟t even know were to begin.



Leifang‟s face contorts as her hyper-nose picks up a trace of something. From my perspective

though, there is absolutely nothing there at all.



Olympus:…Everything you eat or drink is lost eventually



Leifang:….What?



Olympus:…The crackers and hummus you ate before…(blink)…just like the iced tea, it comes

out. Its part of how bodies work here



Leifang:…It all comes out of my impressive bladder?



Olympus:…Ummm…(blink)….not quite



Leifang:…Where then?



Olympus:…Well…(blink, blink)…kind of from that general region…but…(my eyes edge

down)…Look Leifang, we can deal with this later?



Her head turns up toward me. The eyes lock. I begin to fidget. And then something clicks in her

head…



Leifang:…Oh I see…(blush)...I was wondering what that was…(long sigh)



She stares off in space. Her eyes seem to be filling up.



Olympus:…Its OK Leifang



“OK”…she pouts and looks even more down. Her stomach groans and her hand presses over it.

She is hungry for sure, but now with this knowledge, who knows how long it will take me to get

her to eat.



It‟s too much to think about. Just worry about “the now” I think to myself. I go to the sink and

start picking up some of the torn cardboard. I tap and place my hand on the faucet



Olympus:…You‟ll probably want to freshen up now?...(blink)...Water comes out of here



She looks at where my fingers are and nods yes…

Olympus:…This is soap



My hand moves and hovers over the bar of soap. Her eyes follow it and watch. She looks up and

nods again.



Olympus:…There‟s some paper on a roll beside you…(I point approximately where it would

be)…You can dab a bit down there first if you want…(blink, blink)..I think that‟s what girls

do…huh?



Leifang:…Yes I want…(the eyes lower briefly)…



Olympus:…OK then…(smiles and nods)…I guess I‟ll see you downstairs after then?



She shrugs, looks to her side…then looks up



Leifang:…There isn‟t any?



Olympus:…Excuse me?



Leifang:…Any paper…(sad sigh)



Olympus:…Oh?…(blink, blink)…No paper?



I lean over and see the empty roll, then tell her I‟ll be back very shortly…



I check the closet just outside the door. There‟s nothing. I go downstairs and there‟s only one roll

left. My hand knocks it further back into the deep linen closet, and I have to stoop down very low

to stretch and reach it. I get up with a muscle twisting in my shoulder. It all feels so mundane

compared to how I fantasized it would be. The all too basic tasks in life just never go away.



I climb the stairs thinking about things we could do today. Maybe a drive down the cape in my

red Solstice would fill the day up nicely. It‟s April and too cold though to put the roof down.

Maybe we should just watch movies together all day, curled up on the couch.



As I turn into the bathroom doorway, Leifang looks like she has something in her hand. She has

opened another sealed packet, and the condom has been slid over her left thumb. The curious

index finger of her right hand glides down along the subtle ribbing. She then presses her right

thumb against that finger, moving them against each other., pressing and separating, pressing and

separating. I just stand there without her even noticing, until I clear my throat twice...



Olympus:...I got what you need



Leifang looks over at the roll in my hand, then looks into my eyes. “OK” she nods, and then she

turns her attentions back to what she was doing. I put the roll down on the sink counter and then

start gathering the sealed condoms that have been dumped out of the box. Leifang sees this out of

the corner of her eye, and her head turns toward me...



Leifang:…What are you doing?



Olympus:...I‟m putting these away

Leifang:…Oh…(For a second she studies her thumb through the translucent condom. Her eyes

turn and challenge me)…But it‟s my gift.



Olympus:…Not exactly Leifang…(I smile slightly)…The mirror was what I got for you. These

things…um…I just forgot to take with me before



She looks at the box, then half into my eyes…



Leifang:…Oh…(she pauses and looks at her thumb once more)…I wasn‟t sure what to do with

them?



Olympus:…Yeah…I can imagine.



Leifang:….Are they balloons?…(she look into my eyes)



Olympus:…No they are not



Leifang:…Oh…(her head turns. She tugs the condom up on her thumb, then releases. Her thumb

is small enough that it slips back down in place)…I don‟t understand this? …(She looks up)



Olympus:…You will later…(clears throat)…When you‟re done playing with that thing, you can

give it to me.



The way she looks at me, takes on a bit of attitude. “I‟m” not playing with it”, she informs me,

and then looks away. She bends her thumb. The finger of her other hand returns and touches the

surface. As the finger comes away, she looks at it with some confusion. Her eyes drink in every

detail of extending thumb and what‟s over it. She brings it a little closer to her nose and sniffs the

air between. The synthetic scent doesn‟t seem to bother her as much as some of the more pleasant

natural scents she has already been introduced to. Her tongue extends a little to taste the thin

rubbery tip, until she remembers I‟m still standing there. She blushes a bit, I think more over her

open display of curiosity than any mental images she might have given me, because she really

could have no concept of them yet. I though do have quite a few mental images to nurse now,

minus any condoms getting in the way of course. Our eyes don‟t quite meet when she begins

talking again…



Leifang:…What is it for?



Olympus:…The condoms for me…(blink)



Leifang:…Con..du…um?



Olympus:…Yeah that‟s what its called



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Leifang:…Oh…(She glances at it. Her head lowers some)…It‟s so bumpy all up and down?



Olympus:…Yeah, that color is the ribbed kind



Leifang:…Ribbed kind?..(Again she looks and touches)…I don‟t understand?

Olympus:…Ribbed describes the texture….It has quite a beneficial effect for half the population,

I hear…(grins)



Leifang:…Half the population?…(her eyes flicker)…Oh…



Her head bobs yes, but her eyes are still questioning. My eyes drift to the bareness of her legs,

imagining what‟s just hidden behind the shirttails of my shirt. I clear my throat and look into her

eyes



Olympus:…That style is designed more for the woman‟s pleasure



She nods yes. Turning back to her extended thumb, she starts to think, and suddenly looks a little

frazzled. Her eyes pierce returning to mine. Still overwhelmed by the shear beauty of her face in

the light, I don‟t pick up immediately on just how much anger is there



Leifang:…The woman‟s pleasure?



Olympus:…Yeah…(I smile cautiously)…The woman‟s pleasure…(shrugs)



Leifang:…What woman?…(She huffs. The head snaps forward and I think she says something in

Chinese)… What woman‟s pleasure?



Olympus:….Huh?…(I roll it through my head and begin to laugh)…Damn it Leifang, you‟re the

woman…(laughs)…What did you think, there was someone else?



The wheels are already turning in her head. As she turns I can see she is about to challenge me…



Leifang:… Seoung Mina…(huff)… Xianghua…(huff)…Nina Williams…(huff)



The tiny foot stomps on the floor to punctuate the last name. My eyes drop down to the sound as

it happens



Olympus:…Now, now dear…(shakes head side to side)….You asked me that way back on the

island, and I told you honestly. Of course I noticed other video game babes. I still own my

PS1…(smiles)…Don‟t forget though, it was you I came for, once I got the chance.



Leifang:…So



Olympus:…SO?…(squints)… Give me a break, Leifang. It‟s not like you never fancied someone

ever before.



Here head pivots and turns away… pivots and turns away…



Leifang:… Jann Lee was just competition…(Her chin raises up)…I know I could have beat him



Olympus:….Yeah, like we are competition



I get another look to kill



Leifang:…I never did anything but fight with Jann Lee

Her bottom lip quivers after she says it. The all too naked face turns and lowers.



Olympus:..Yeah I know…(I look down at the box of condoms, and slide them further away from

her to my other side)…I stand corrected. But you still fancied him though…(I look across at her,

sitting rather guardedly perched up on her white throne)…. Look I never did anything either with

those other girls except fight with them…and not even close to the way you fought him.



Leifang huffs and puffs, and begins to pout. She looks over at the sink, and not seeing the box

where it was, looks up defiantly up into my face…



Leifang:…If these con-du-ums are designed for me, why are you taking them away?



I place my hand on top of the box, and move it even more away.



Olympus:…You sure have a lot of questions…(sigh)…Way too many question, way too soon.



I turn and take one step closer to Leifang. I reach out my open palm to her. She looks at it, then

looks up



Leifang:…What is that for?



My eyes flick over at her covered left thumb…



Olympus:…Just hand over that condom. The fun must have gone out of it for you by now.



I shimmy my open hand side to side. She looks at it with disgust and leans her body away



Leifang:…No…(she pouts)…Its stays on my thumb until I‟m ready to let it go



Not wanting to take it by force, there‟s no other real choice but for my hand to retreat



Olympus:…Jesus, you‟re a difficult one…



Leifang:…Goob…(She looks briefly over at me)



Hearing that name for myself, takes a bit of the tension off the moment. I start to laugh a little



Olympus:…Goob?…(l smile)….I‟m not being the goob here ...you are



I get another look, less perturbed or defiant than before. I step back trying to look more like how I

want to be seen. Leifang goes back to exploring her thumb. I wait for whatever will happen.



Leifang:…It‟s got slippery stuff all over it…(her voice is small)



Olympus:…Yeah its like that for a reason…



Leifang:…Why?



Olympus:…Just reasons…(shrugs)

She looks up and back. Her head shakes side to side…



Leifang:…Goob…(she sighs)



Olympus:…Its just a lubricant, Leifang



Leifang:…Lu-bri-cant



Olympus:…Its stuff they put on to make it slippery



Leifang:…I knew that already…( She gives a quick look up)…Its so icky



Her finger pinches the rubber, then releases. She studies the shininess of her fingertips, and

checks my shirt for any stains where she may have unintentionally touched



Olympus:…Yeah I guess you could call it that…But that icky feeling, doesn‟t feel so icky

everywhere. It can be your best friend at times too



Leifang:…How can icky be my best friend?…(her head tilts)…Hitomi is my best friend



Olympus:…Yeah, I know…(blink, blink)…but lets just say that sometimes, even when a

woman‟s heart and mind are ready for something, her body might be a little less cooperative at

first



Leifang:…That‟s impossible. My body always does what my heart and mind tells it too



Olympus:…Maybe before that was true.



Leifang:…I think its still true…



Her eyes have trouble staying on mine. There‟s something about the way her head turns and they

way she is so obviously distracting herself. I take a deep breath….



Olympus:…So what are your heart and mind telling you about me now?



All motion stops. The eyes remain straightforward as she thinks. And then her chin lowers



Leifang:….Please don‟t ask me that, Olympus



The hollow sound of the words lands dead center in my chest. I push myself off of the sink and

stand at a loss of words, for what feels like a long time. Leifang still won‟t look up at me. I

swallow the lump forming in my throat. My first few words break up and crackle…



Olympus:..Ok then…(blink)…I won‟t ask…(I reach over and pick up the roll of toilet

paper)…I‟ll just put this roll on the spool and get out from under you



Like clockwork, I move to the minimum of where I need to go. As hard as it is, I avoid looking

down or over at her. I pop out the spool and discard the empty cardboard center into the

wastebasket. I start to un-wrap the outside covering. Out of the corner of my eye I begin see her

face turn, ever so slightly. I turn my face away as much as I can, while still watching the task at

hand..

Leifang:..Thank you, Olympus



I swallow hearing her voice. I don‟t like getting so emotional over this kind of thing, and I fight it

off very well. It never does any good anyways. The paper wrapping gets balled up dunked



Olympus:…Yeah, whatever….(I shrug nonchalantly. I then hear how cold my voice sounded. I

stand up straight and rigid, and hear it again. I look down at her finally as her head about to turn

back)…Its OK Leifang



Her head turns up, and drops back down as soon as she sees the blue of my eyes, She shakes her

head no‟‟‟



Leifang:…No, its not OK



The freeze a bit, and look at the top of her head



Olympus:…Maybe you should stop talking now



Leifang:..Why?...(She talks to the floor)



Olympus:…Because, Id rather not talk now.



Leifang:…OK…(She raises her chin and looks straight ahead)



I pick up the roll of toilet paper in one hand, and the spool in my other. I kneel a bit down off her

right knee, reaching across to the side of the cabinet. Just as everything seems in place, the spool

pops out and the toilet paper roll starts to run free. Before it can drop into Leifang‟s lap, I reach

for it and it hits the back of my hand, popping up instead, high into the air. Then trajectory it

takes arches it high over Leifang‟s head, and drops on the other side of the toilet. Because it never

touching her, and she still is not even watching, she has no idea what has happened



Olympus:….DAMN IT!



I drop back onto one knee. Leifang‟s looks over straight into my face



Leifang:…What is it?



Olympus:…I dropped the roll…(I notice some wetness around her eyes. I look down at the floor

and her feet near the mirror)…I don‟t know what it is with this stupid roll of toilet paper. The

same thing happened when I got it down stairs before. …(I looks up into her eyes, wanting to

reach out and touch her cheek. I look down again)…Why can‟t things just stop where they land.

Everything always got to go to the hardest place for me to reach



Leifang:…Oh…(Her eyes widen. She looks on either side of the toilet. Her hand wipes her face

and she looks up again)…I don‟t see it



Olympus:…I think it rolled in the back



Leifang:…Oh..(she looks around a again)…I‟m sorry…(she bows a bit in my direction)

Olympus:…Its not your fault, Leifang. I dropped it.



Leifang:…Should I move?



She lifts a bit off. Her right hand holds my shirt more down where her thighs meet, and she sits

right back down. I look at how her hand is laying, nested where it is, and look back into her eyes



Olympus:…No I can reach it…(blink)….Just sit and keep things covered for now, OK?…(blink,

blink)…If I see anything I might hit my head against the wall…(I try to smile, but I can‟t)



Leifang:…OK…(she bows again)



I shimmy across in front, and seeing just how far the roll is back, lay on my side. My arm can‟t

fully extend because of the odd angle, and just like before, the bugger doesn‟t want to be caught. I

do get it eventually though but not without pulling the same muscle in my shoulder



I stand up feeling a bit dirty and awkward for being on the bathroom floor. I show Leifang that

the roll of toilet paper in my hand. This time I manage to get it on without much trouble, because

I‟m leaning at a better angle, straight over Leifang. Her deep brown eyes watch my every move,

taking it all in for future reference. She looks up at me as I upright myself in front of her, and

stand a little back



Leifang:…Interesting..(she nods)



Olympus:….Its not that interesting…(I smile, still a bit sadly)….Its just putting a roll of paper on

a spool…



Leifang:….But its new for me



Olympus:…Yes, I guess it would be…(She looks at me blankly. I look a round the room)…Well,

I guess I‟m really done here now…(I give a little bow without looking at her)



Leifang:…What do I do now?



As I begin to turn, she looks over at the roll, and then leans forward in the toilet seat. I pause and

point at the roll waving my finger at it…



Olympus:…You spin it a little…(I look at her)…The paper comes off



Leifang:…Oh…(she looks across)…Like this?



Her hand hits it with too much force. The whole thing spins wildly. I reach over and place my

hand on it to stop. The paper is clear to the floor and a bit piled up



Olympus:..Maybe you should spin a little easier than that next time…(I smile at her)…Even for

that other thing you wouldn‟t need that much paper. You‟re just going to dab a bit down there



Leifang:….Oh…(she nods and looks at the roll)



Olympus:…OK then…(blink)…I‟ll be going now

I turn to leave again when Leifang begins talking



Leifang:…I don‟t like the slippery now



She holds up her left thumb as I turn. Even though she doesn‟t ask, I unroll a few more sheets of

paper and lay her hand in mine. I slide the condom off of her thumb, cocooning it in the waiting

paper. She turns her hand over, flat over my palm and asks if I can help her with the other mess

she made. I peel off a few more sheets and clean there off too. It all goes into the wastebasket.

Both hand rests were they are, then release at the same time. I begin to stand back. Our eyes

follow each others….



Leifang:…I don‟t understand the words



Olympus:….What words?



Leifang:….I don‟t know…(she looks down)…I know the words, but



Olympus:…Huh?



Leifang:…The ones my heart and mind are saying…(she shrugs)…I wish I could….could



Olympus:..What Leifang?



Her eyes close as she shows her full face to me. She wets her mouth with her tongue. Lips glisten.

The body is a bit tense. I‟m not sure this is where I continue to say something or where I wait for

her to find her own words. But then, there‟s the slightest gesture of her hand, sweeping some lose

strands of hair away from her face. I get it, or at least I hope it is what I think…. She is waiting

for a kiss…. My kiss



I hesitate still. I read the signs again not wanting to misinterpret, but then this may be the only

chance I ever get in this real words with her.



My mouth comes closer. I‟m not sure whose lips touch first. It‟s a very gentle, sweet kiss. I go for

a second, and its not rejected. The third is even a little open, but too short. The taste of her mouth

in mine lingers. Our faces comes close and touch cheek to cheek. I feel her hand reaching up and

touching the back of my neck. My hand slips down her side to her waist. I move the shirt up,

although I'm not looking.



As we separate she touches her mouth and sniffs her fingers. It‟s still quite odd to her. I‟m not

sure she likes it, but she takes my hand when I reach it out to her. I tell her I will be downstairs. I

place a kiss on the back of her hand….and she smiles…she really smiles



About 10 minutes later, Leifang comes downstairs. For the next hour its all about getting

acclimated to the new surroundings. I follow her from room to room, pointing out various things I

think she might need to know.



On top of the upright piano Leifang finds some family photos and asks who the strange people

are? She is especially fascinated, and deeply confused by the picture of me from 3rd grade.



The kitchen is passed through quickly, although she keeps looking back to it when and where it is

visible from another room. Each time I ask if she is hungry, and she shakes her head no.

We come to the TV and my working 360 under it. She has no true idea what either are. To her the

360 only makes a funny noise when turned on, just as it does in the volleyball game.



The 360 seems like a risky place to go, but I do turn on the TV. The news is on. Its just the

weather. I motion to the couch. As she sits and the front flap of my shirt bends upwards. I rubber

neck it some, it‟s hard not too. I finally see a flash of white in the narrow space between her

thighs, just before my shirt is shimmied back in place. The panties are back on, which makes me

feel a little less guilty, even though I was hoping to see more. Before I go join beside her, I find

the copy of DOA4 and slip it under the TV stand.



We talk some. It‟s still odder than relaxed dialogue. I get the feeling, rightfully so, that the kissing

session we had upstairs before in the bathroom, will be the only one for today. That's OK

though...at least there was one?



I change the channel. We catch on an old black and white movie called Roman holiday. She

doesn‟t understand why Gregory Pecks teases Audrey Hepburn into thinking his hand is being

bitten off by the stone headed roman god. She likes the ending more, when both characters let

each other go, out of a sense of duty of country and station in life. I side with people just leaving

them alone, and for love winning out. She takes over the TV controller



More channel surfing. On some high numbered channel she discovers the martial arts marathon.

Grainy film quality and poor lip syncing take over the rest of the day. Around 5p.m. Leifang falls

asleep with her head on the armrest, rather than on my shoulder. I leave her like that until it looks

uncomfortable enough for me to feel it in my own neck.



I scoop and lift Leifang up into my arms. She‟s a light woman but still, hardly a feather either. I

take her upstairs into my bedroom. I take some liberties by kissing her good night on the forehead

and once lightly on the mouth. I go downstairs and watch the channels I want too, until the lights

go out on me as well



I wake up with my face buried in an over-sized pillow. I‟m in the guest room and have only a

vague memory of coming up the stairs in the dark. I roll off onto my feet and stagger to the

hallway. Passing the stairway, there seems to be a light on somewhere downstairs. The light is on

in the bathroom too though. I tap the door twice and the door unlatches and opens enough to see

no one is there. Behind me, my bedroom door is completely open. It‟s only dimly lit by the

morning sun through the window and seems vacant



Still wearing what I was yesterday, I need something else to change into before I head for the

shower. I enter straight for my target. Socks, underwear and colored T-shirt now in hand. At the

dresser there‟s the slightest sound behind me. I wasn‟t completely expecting it, but Leifang is still

in bed, fast asleep. I begin to leave but seeing the angelic face, I end up losing the path. I stand,

my leg touching the mattresses edge, just watching over her.



This is how the luckiest man on earth must feel, I think to myself. It‟s also what a tightrope artist

must experience, being balanced precariously up high on the thinnest of wires, just as the wind

begins to be picking up.



I sit down carefully on the mattress. Her right hand seems so close to mine, above the blanket

resting. Briefly I take it into mine, and then set it back down on the leg where it was before. I

don‟t pass up the opportunity to pat her on the hip twice, lovingly in passing

Leifang body begins to roll off her left shoulder, flat onto her back. I say “good morning”

expecting the eyes to be open now hearing it, but they continue to stay closed. Her left hand

moves cloaked by the covers from where it had been tightly sandwiched between her legs. It

doesn‟t stray far. I‟m very aware of where it is and what could be a slow hypnotic rhythmic

motion. I look away, then back not sure if this made me too much a voyeur. Her left hand begins

to slide up from lower to high, and then reveals itself above the blanket.



“Good morning, love” I smile again. She still doesn‟t seem to be connecting until the fingers of

her left hand begin to move across her abdomen. They caress her right hand, nearly repeating my

exact touch from before. She could be seeking out what had been touching her? And I‟m more

than willing to let her find my hand, which she does with a little help from me.



The touch is light on the back of my hand. “Olympus” she says shortly after in a barely audible,

eerie sluggish voice. “Leifang”, I repeat back in almost the same tone. I replay the sound of our

voices back in my head, and it sounds so much like two lovers just waking up from a long sleep,

side by side with each other. Of course it wasn‟t how it was, I had spent the night in another room.



Leifang face turns square to mine. I sit up more. Her left hand moves back to her side, above the

blankets. The eyes still never open. Clearly, she could be out for several more hours.



I raise my weight, so as not to disrupt or reveal anything more. As I do, the mattress lifts and

some thing slips off near her covered feet. It drops to the floor and flips over. A small balled up,

patch of white is highlighted against the darker green. By now I don‟t even have to get closer to

know exactly what it is, Her panties had come off sometime during the night, most likely by her

own hand. Maybe she was hot? Maybe the fabric of the real world was too restrictive?



Without hesitating, I go and pluck them up and return them more between the feet, where they

were more likely to stay put. I place another kiss on her forehead as I did after I had carried her

up to my bed just the evening before. I then brush her a renegade hair back with my fingers.



As I leave and enter the hall, I sense what I had I had tried not to be so much aware of…a whisper

of lingering moisture where Leifang fingers had touched the back of my hand. I resist the

curiosity, but eventually lose to it as I reach the bottom of the stairs. Like a wolf picking up where

its prey had just been, I bring that place closer and closer to my nose, hardly anything, but enough

to tell me it‟s what I expected. The animal and human in me continue to hunger. It doesn‟t seem

like the right time or place or method to go back for more, no matter how much I wanted

everything about her. The right hand holds my left hand down and away.



I take my shower leaving that hand to be washed for very last, and regret that it was as I watch the

soap going down the drain. My tongue touches briefly the spot on the back of my hand too late

and alls I get is the awful soapy taste of Irish Spring in my mouth…. I turn up the cold water until

I‟m a shivering mass of goose bumps. And even that takes some time kicking in, before it starts

keeping me honest.



I see the desperation in myself in the mirror on the way out. The air is raw against my face

opening the door. To my left I hear something and see Leifang kneeling down, bathed in the

refrigerators light. She has taken out and egg, and is transfixed by its perfect symmetry. I

approach slowly always mindful to remain at least partially within her line of sight. The face

turns only slightly still being more focused on what‟s in her hand.

Olympus:….You‟re up…(smiles)…Did you sleep well?



Leifang:...Yes



She nods. The egg is brought close to he nose and held away. My eyes turn to it. I‟m about to

caution her about how breakable an egg can be in this world, when she sets it down clumsily,

back into the carton. I watch a few seconds for yellow yolk to begin pooling out, and when it

doesn‟t, I turn back to Leifang



Olympus:….You must be hungry?



She face pivots toward me. My eyes try to talk to hers. Leifang face turns back and she looks

straight into the refrigerator



Leifang:...I was longing for some duck egg this morning.



Olympus:….Duck egg?...(blink, blink)...Sorry, only chicken eggs here



Leifang:...Yes I know...(she looks again)... Zongzi would be fine too



Olympus:...Zongzi?...(my eyes widen)...Honey I don‟t even know what that is?



She shakes her head side to side and turns away. Her back arches trying to see further into the

shadows of a lower shelf



Leifang:...There‟s no rice? …(She begins to sit up more as she looks at me)…What kind of place

is this?



Olympus:…. Well, its sure not China, Leifang



Leifang:....China?



Olympus:...Its the country you came from... for real now....(I smile slightly)... We're in my

country now...(small laugh)... This is the USA



Leifang:.....Oh...(I get a quick corrective stare)....I knew that



Olympus:....Yes, I‟m sure you did...(I crouch down to be more at eye level)...Look I can get

some rice...(bows slightly)...There‟s an Asian market about half an hour from here...(looks at

watch)...but they won‟t be open for another hour....(smiles)...I‟ll even pick up their best rice

cooker while I‟m there.



Leifang:...Another hour?...(She continues to look. Her hand covers her stomach)...Oh, half an

hour away too...(she pouts)



I raise myself and go to the food closet. Opening the door, I motion to what's inside like a game-

show hostess....



Olympus:....Behind this door I have a few kinds of cereal...(nods)...I'm sure a little bowl could

hold you over until things open.

Leifang hesitates but stands and comes over; I think more out of curiously than seriously

considering eating any. I pull out one box after the other. Raisin Bran makes her pensive. Corn

Flakes get a scowl. Cheerios get no respect.....and then the Cocoa Puff come out. Leifang face

changes immediately. She really likes the cartoon bird on the cover and it doesn‟t seem to matter

at all what flavor they will be



I pour a small bowl for each of us and place hers in front of her with a silver spoon. Using a

spoon is still somewhat a new concept for her. She watches how I do it before attempting it

herself. How to raise the hand, the angle to hold, when to open and close the mouth…its all a bit

off at first, and more than once a few cocoa puffs fall and bounce off the table. Its kind of

amusing watching her finger pushing in and arranging each cocoa puff on the spoon to keep this

from happening… The fifth spoonful goes to her lips and is taken flawlessly



Olympus:…. How is it?



She looks over at the cartoon bird on the Cocoa Puff box on the counter before deciding



Leifang:… I like it…(She shrugs and her eyes smile)… What is this taste called?



Olympus:…Cocoa is kind of is the flavor, but its also chocolate



Leifang:…. Chocolate? …(She looks at what‟s left in her bowl)…Hitomi likes chocolate



Olympus:…Yes I know…(smiles).., I‟ve read the rule book



I look down into my bowl and listen to the crunch of Leifang eating before taking another

spoonful myself.



Leifang:….I miss Hitomi…(crunch, crunch, crunch)



Olympus:…I miss her too…(I look up briefly)…She was a very nice girl….(crunch, crunch)



We both eat and say nothing for almost a minute…



Leifang:…Olympus?



Olympus:…What?…(crunch, crunch, crunch)



Leifang:…Did you ever know about Hitomi?…(crunch, crunch)



Olympus:…Know what?…(I look up and down, then lower my spoon back into my bowl)…

What‟s to know?



Leifang:…That she noticed you first …(crunch, crunch)



Olympus:…Oh?…(I think a bit and shrug. With a diplomatic smile I look up)…. And when did

you first notice me, Miss Fang?



Leifang:….I don‟t remember…(crunch, crunch)



Olympus:…Oh?…(I raise my spoon up and take a bite…crunch, crunch, crunch))

Leifang:…When did you first notice me?…(she leans slightly forward)



I crew away, then pause tilting my head to one side like a nerdy professor deep in thought….



Olympus:…Hmmmm?…Let me see…(crunch, crunch)…I think I don‟t remember either



Leifang:…Goob....(crunch, crunch)....I though you said you did?



I shake my head no and then begin to laugh...



Olympus:…Yeah, yeah...(smiles)....I‟m only pulling your leg...(small snicker)...I remember



Leifang seems more confused than amused. She looks down at her thigh. I tell her how “pulling

your leg” is just and expression here, and touch on what it means. We continue to crunch away....



Leifang:…Do you remember what I was wearing?



Olympus:…You mean the first time I saw you?...(I set my spoon down)



Leifang:…Yes...(crunch, crunch)



Olympus:…I‟d have to think hard about that



Leifang:…Why? ....(crunch, crunch)



Olympus:…Because I was too busy concentrating on what was in the clothes instead...(winks

with a smile)



Leifang:…Oh?...(she looks down and takes half a spoonful)...I‟m not sure what that

means?...(she looks into my eyes)....Were you too busy imagining me naked?



Olympus:…Not exactly...(smiles and nods yes)....and I‟d say it was more imagining you nude

instead of...(makes face)...naked



Leifang:…Aren‟t they the same?



Olympus:…Not really...(I pick up my spoon and scoop up more cereal)....Nude is willing and

voluntary. ...(crunch, crunch)...Naked is so cold and raw.



Leifang:…Well I think when a complete stranger is imagining me without my clothes on, I am

being made naked



Leifangs expression is a little hard to read. Her bowl goes empty and she wants some more cereal.

It‟s a small, but welcomed diversion. I bring the box over to the table, and move my seat an inch

closer before sitting…I look across at her



Olympus:…Complete stranger?...(heavy sigh)..God that sounds harsh...(blink)...We‟re not

strangers anymore, are we?



Leifang:…But I didn‟t know you then, Olympus. You hadn‟t even talked to me.

I turn away some and look at the clock ticking



Olympus:…Sorry...(shrugs)...What can I say, I‟m a guy. I didn‟t mean anything by it. I was

seeing your face just as much too, maybe even more. I just was so taken by everything.



Leifang:…I guess its OK ...(she lowers her face and smiles)...for now



Olympus:…For now?...(I laugh to myself)



I take a deep breath and knock around a few cocoa puffs more than eat them. Suddenly a clear

picture flashes in my head



Olympus:...I think I remember now...(smiles)...you had on the orange bathing suit that looks like

one of your cheongsams



Leifang:…Oh?..(she stops chewing)



Olympus:…Yeah, that‟s what you had on the first time I saw you....(crunch, crunch)



Leifang:…But I don‟t think I ever wore that suit while you were around? ... (crunch, crunch,

crunch)



Olympus:…Well the first time I saw you, we weren‟t exactly face-to-face...(nods).... I had just

arrived and I was way across the lobby. I didn‟t even check in yet. You were in the elevator and

the door was just sliding closed. ...(blink)...I mean I knew about you, but there you were in the

flesh...(smiles)…well polygon flesh, but I was now all polygons too. God you were even more

stunning then, now that we were made the same. I could actually now reach out and touch you.



She nods and thinks a few seconds…



Leifang:…I think I remember that moment too....(crunch, crunch)



Olympus:…You do?...(smiles)...so we noticed each other at exactly the same time?



Leifang:…No...(she shakes her head)...Hitomi asked me if I knew who that guy was...(she looks

down)...I didn‟t know what she was talking about



Olympus:…Hitomi was there?



Leifang:…Yes...(she nods twice without looking up)...We were just coming back from a close

game with Tina and Lisa.



She looks down and begins to eat some more…



Olympus:…So did you win?…(crunch, crunch)



Leifang:…No…(crunch, crunch, crunch)



She looks up with a tiny smile

Olympus:…Tina and Lisa were pretty good at volleyball huh?



She shrugs and makes a bit of a brooding face…



Leifang:…I remember you talking with Hitomi. You both looked so happy.



Olympus:…By the pool, right?



Leifang:…Yes...(she sighs)...I came over and then you looked at me like that…(she makes eye

contact)…No guy ever looked at me that way



Olympus:…Unbelievable...(my head shakes side to side)… what‟s wrong with those clowns?



Leifang:…There‟s nothing wrong with them...(sighs)...Leon, Gen Fu, Ein, Hayabasa…and…(she

pauses)…any other guy.



Olympus:…Yeah I know, they were serious about fighting…(crunch, crunch)…Still it had to

come across their mind at least once, I hope…(small laugh)….Like why is this all I can think

about doing with such a beautiful woman.



Leifang:…You never understood completely. There is more than just what you want from me too



Olympus:…And what do you think I want from you?



She looks into my eyes, and then looks down. A spoonful goes in her mouth to buy a little time



I sense its something she doesn‟t want to, or doesn‟t know how to answer. As her hand lowers, I

reach across and touch the back of it. Some tension dissipates. There an odd little bow just as she

begins to speak….



Leifang:….Anyways, your eyes were so blue...just like hers...(she looks off into the air )..In

China some people still think it looks odd…(her eyes lower to mine)



Olympus:…You mean blue eyes?



Leifang:…Yes…(she dips her chin)



Olympus:…So what did you think about the blue?



Leifang:…I‟m not sure what I thought...(she looks straight at me, before turning)...I remember

more how Hitomi looked at me too



Olympus:…Huh?



She looks at me again a bit sharply



Leifang:…You didn‟t have to forget she was there



Olympus:…Huh?



Leifang:…I hated how you looked at me…(the face lowers)

Olympus:…But I couldn‟t help myself. Leifang I was crazy about you



Leifang:…Yes I know...(she tries to smile)..Well I knew then…(her face grows serious and drifts

away)… Everybody did.



Olympus:…I wasn‟t trying to be cruel...(I stare straight ahead)...Its not like I don‟t know what its

like.



Leifang head nods yes. She sets her spoon down. I take her dish and mine and go to place them in

the sink. The whole thing feels like its turning into such a minor chord and I don‟t like it.



I begin to wash each bowl and ask without turning if Leifang would like to come with me to the

Asian market. There‟s no sound and I‟m not sure if she‟s still even there. I look over my shoulder

just in time to see her wiping her eyes.



Olympus:…Leifang?...(one of the spoon, clinks metal to metal in the sink)..Are you alright?



Leifang:…Yes...(sniffle)...I just miss my friends...(sniffle, sniffle)...my home



Her bottom lip quivers and she covers her face in her hands just as the weeping really begins. I of

course go to her, soapy hands and all.



Olympus:…It will pass..(swallows)..you still have me



Her head shakes yes but then shakes more no…



Leifang:…I cry all the time here. What‟s wrong with me? I never cried before



Olympus:…Well you;re a real woman now..(I skim my finger around and over my heart)...there

just a lot more going on in there now



Leifang:…But Hitomi would have been OK here...(her foot stomps down)...I know it.



Olympus:…I don‟t get this?



Leifang:…She would have showed you already



Olympus:…Showed me what?



Leifang:…Things...(sob)...she would have done it already with you. A new life here would have

been like a new recipe to her



Olympus:…It would not have been the same. God Leifang you‟re the only one I want to do that

with. Hitomi and I maybe flirted a bit, but we were never more than friends



Leifang:…She always wanted to come



Olympus:…But you wanted to come too



Leifang:…Yes I know...(sob, sob)...Olympus,...(sob, sob, sob, weep).... I want to go

Olympus:…GO?..(I feel my legs beginning to shake and weaken)



Leifang:…Yes...(she looks up with her wet, wet eyes and face and smiles)...shopping...I‟d like to

go....(she tugs up on my shirt)..I think I‟ll need some cloths



Olympus:…Yes...of course.



I wobble and kneel down. I embrace her gently, kissing her cheek occasionally as I pat her

shoulder. The full salty taste of her sorrows spread through my mouth, and considering what it

could have been, it might as well be honey. I repeat again, for what good it does, that someday it

would all be all right.



5 minutes later we are up in my room going through my stuff, trying to find something she can

wear outside. After coming up with a makeshift belt, one of my blue T-shirts works well enough

as a dress. Shoes though are still a problem. Its still too cold in April to go barefoot and the only

option is to wear the smallest pair of socks I own, which don‟t match and still are too big.



20 Minutes Later....



Getting clothes and shoes goes ahead on the priority list, of getting food at the Asian market.

Hunger was now not such an issue anyways, thanks to the 3/4 box of cocoa puffs we both just ate.



I get a parking space close to Marshall‟s at the Fashion Crossing strip mall. Without a second

thought, I‟m out of the car and walking between cars, until I realize, no one is beside me.



I go back and sit in the car, where Leifang is quietly observes out the windshield. There‟s a light

rain distorting the images of the rest of the world moving about from store to store....



Olympus:....When you‟re ready, we can go to that store...



I point to the corner, next to the GameStop, with my left hand. I feel something on my right hand

and look down to confirm her hand is indeed touching me on its own.



Such a beautifully graceful hand, I think to myself. I imagine how her touch would feel on me in

a very intimate way... and how a particular part of me would be in her grasp. Such a small hand.

My heart sighs. Her body seems to be turning toward me



Leifang:...There‟s so many people



Olympus:.....Yeah there‟s a lot...(I hold her hand in mine. I look out the windshield as well and it

looks much clearer)...The rain has died down. We should go now if we don‟t want to get wet



she agrees. We get out and begin to walk together. Leifang hand is brought close to mine again

and I don‟t miss my clue or the opportunity. I caress the back of her hand with my thumb. Her

fingertips touch mine like a whisper. I begin to smile broadly at the gray sky above like some fool



when I look over her nose is sniffing and twitching like crazy...I look forward and sniff the air.

It‟s just a rainy pavement smell mixed with car exhaust.



Up ahead two teenage boys have stopped and are staring straight at us. To my left I notice one

older women talking to the other. One of them points. The other agrees. A middle aged guy drops

his keys when we pass....His jaw slings open looking at the back of Leifangs legs.



Leifang left hand joins her other as she clutches more onto my arm, shielding herself slightly

behind my shoulder....We reach the automatic doors, that opens in a warm gush of air...and we

enter



The cashier looks up and freezes in place for a moment. Other heads in the line turn our way.

Leifang looks down at my socks on her feet, thinking that is what its about. She wants to find the

shoes first.



She isn‟t that satisfied by the selection. A pair of pink sneakers look about her size. She sits down

and rolls my socks off her legs. She puts the shoes on and stands, applying her weight to test the

comfort....Out of the corner of my eye, I notice one of the teenage boys from before, trying to

look like he has a reason to be in the woman‟s lingerie section



Leifang:....They‟re OK, I guess...(she makes a face)....My feet like how they feel



She turns her heel. I move to where I think I will block that teenagers line of sight...



Olympus:....Well, they look good to me



Leifang:....Oh poo... I wish they were yellow...(She looks up and sighs)..I feel like I‟m wearing

Kasumi‟s shoes



I look at the price, which is quite low, and tell her we should pick them up anyways. I stress the

practical reasons. Leifang is drawn to a pair of silver stiletto high heals



Leifang:.... The quality isn't so great, but I like these



Olympus:....Yeah but...(blink)..shouldn‟t we take care of basics first?



She pretty much ignores me. The pink sneaker pop off, the silver goes on. Leifang does a bit of a

walk maybe just as much for herself as for me. She misstep once, twisting her ankle on the turn

back, and almost falls face first. I‟m already standing to catch her, but she finds her footing

without any signs of injury.



She still can‟t decide. Clearly they are not as comfortable as the sneakers, and things she says

seems to be an attempt to transform them to their equal in her mind. The heals do put a very nice

swaying motion to her hip, and showcases the rest of her very well too.



I notice that teen is still lurking, except he has been joined by his other friend along with a few

more of his pals. They duck in and out looking like they‟ve never seen a girl before.



A bit closer, a sluggish old man with a walking-stick has stopped short. He takes off his glasses

and cleans them off with a handkerchief. When the glasses go back on, the old guy is clearly

more invigorated. Maybe emboldened, or just too old to care, he begins to walk over...aiming at

me first.



Old Man:....Hello there, young man

Olympus:.....Hello Sir.



He extends his hand, and I shake it. Then he turns to Leifang still with his hand reached out....



Old Man:...And who is this lovely young lady?



Leifang looks down at his hand, and then looks at me, lost as to what to do about it. I give a

gesture with my head and she takes his hand very loosely. Her eyes flutter as her nose twitches. I

can tell she doesn‟t like his smell, but is trying not to be rude.



Leifang:....My name is Leifang



The old man turns to me and asks the origin of her name. He asks if its Chinese and I indicate yes.

He compliments her on her use of English, to me more than to her, and goes on a bit of a rant

about how people just move to the USA and don‟t bother to learn the language. Its sounds like

something my father would say...and something I would immediately debate over, but I just shrug

it off instead.



The old man releases Leifangs hand and shuffles a bit back for one last look at her. He tips an

imaginary hat on his head and says we make a handsome looking couple. I get a little tap of his

cane on my shin just as he turns....”Never thought I‟d live to see the day that Betty Grable lost her

crown”...his words mix with a shaky sounding chuckle.



Leifang turns on the silver heal of the stilettos. I follow carrying the two boxes with my now un-

needed socks draped on top. She brings the hand she was cornered to use to her nose, just before I

come along side....



Leifang:...How many tournaments did Betty Grable win?



Olympus:...Betty Garble was not a fighter. She was a pin-up girl during the Second World War



Leifang:...Pin-up girl?...(her head tilts)...What is that?



I nearly blurt out that she was kind of one too on the island, along with the rest of the DOA girls.

But there‟s something in the tone of her voice. So I decide to keep the topic stuck in just this

world for now



Olympus:...Its a woman who poses in a photograph to be looked at...(smiles)...Betty Grable was

very famous for her legs with guys back then.



Leifang:...Oh



We pass the last aisle of shoes and notice a bit of a frown on her face...



Olympus:...You don‟t seem too pleased?



Leifang:...No..(she shrugs)...I like having nice legs



I see the frown again..



Olympus:... You know that old guy probably saw a lot of nice looking legs over the decades.

Leifang:...So?



Olympus:...So after all those years, you‟re probably the only one he actually walked up to and

said had better legs than the woman of his dreams.



Leifang:…So



Olympus:…Leifang...(blink)…I‟m sure there were times he though Betty Grable would be the

last girl from home he‟d ever see....He fought in the war you know...(I look over)... Maybe its just

noticing the eye candy, but it still is kind of an honor



I reach out and touch her back about waist level. We start to move closer to an outer wall…



Leifang:...I suppose…(she smirks)…But he looked older than Gen Fu. He shouldn‟t be looking



Olympus:…Well he‟s not dead yet, Leifang…(smiles)...And you are better than any sunset I‟ve

ever seen.



Her head hesitates, and nods yes. She looks down at her hand for a few steps…



Leifang:...So she wasn‟t famous for anything else but her legs?



Olympus:...I‟m not sure. I think Betty Grable was also an actress



Leifang:...Oh…(She pouts)... Was she a good actress at least?



Olympus:...I don‟t know much about the movies back then. I think she maybe did mostly

comedy



Leifang doesn‟t seem to like what I just said. She stops and touches something on a nearby wrack.

I go a few steps ahead and wait…



Leifang:…Comedy…(her eyes roll)…Not even a romantic lead…(sigh)



Olympus:…She probably did both. They did a lot of romantic comedies back then.



She slides some clothing along the pole and peers up…



Leifang:…Honey tongue



Olympus:…Huh?



She looks down at the clothing and slides it back….



Leifang:…Better than any sunset you‟ve ever seen…(her head shakes side to side)…You always

tell me what I want to hear



Olympus:…No I don‟t. I just tell the truth…(smiles)…Its just that the truth is sweeter when

you‟re around

She abandons the cloths and we begin to walk side by side again. This time she touches me on the

arm…



Leifang:...Why couldn‟t she be a scientist, or professor at a great University...(her head shakes)



Olympus:...So you‟d be happier if Betty Grable was a professor with big stubby legs like Bass?



Leifang:…No…(she looks at me and covers her mouth to hide a smile)…I‟d be a professor with

pretty legs



The conversation continues. Its engrossing enough to me, at least, to forget all the other people

around and where we are going. Jokingly I call her professor a number of times, which goes over

well at first.



That old guy and the war come up again. Its surprising to her that my country was once at war

with Ayane‟s, Kasumi‟s and Hitomi‟s countries. She sniffs her hand while listening to the

abridged details of all the death and destruction. I ask if its “Old People smell?”



I get a bit more insight into what she is experiencing....She starts out by telling me he didn‟t smell

like pears, Ritz crackers or Co-coa puffs. It wasn‟t as bad today as it was yesterday, but there‟s

were two constant underlying kinds of smells coming off all people, including herself...one more-

or-less sweet and one bitter. Neither to her nose were particularly pleasant. In most cases it

balances out, except for that old guy, he was just one constant tone of bitter.



It sounds bad to both of us as she says it, but I‟m the only one who looks around the people

moving through the store. The old guy is nowhere to be seen....I mutter the words, “damn cancer”,

even though I can‟t know if this is what this means. She asks what it is. I tell her she doesn‟t want

to know about it.



The focus returns to us. She adds that tastes was not as overpowering now either, but I can tell its

still magnified a lot more than normal, from other things she says.



30 seconds later...



She stops suddenly, reaches up onto a shelf and pulls out a bra. My eyes flutter. I look around and

see mannequins in ladies underwear everywhere.



Although I love seeing women in this stuff, its feel pretty odd just standing in the middle of this

all. For the first time I sense the eyes more on me than her, and my first inclination is to

nonchalantly drift out into the main aisle....But I know I should not leave Leifang‟s side..



She is even less impressed with her choices here. To me the quality of the bra she is holding is

not so bad. It‟s a moot point though when she holds the cups to herself to check the fill. Its mostly

air between her and it.



We go down a size, still the same. Down another size. The B-cups works on some styles. The A-

cup better in a few cases on others.



One bra that is the closest fit, is a black somewhat shear material with a light twirling flower

pattern along the sides, teasing toward a more unobscured center of the cup. If she wore it, her

nipples would be muted by the dark hue, but the size and shape would clearly be visible. This had

to be the idea behind the design, and if the person who designed it this way, were here in front of

me, I would probably kiss their feet in gratitude.



The foot stomps and she starts to get that little girl pout again...She shoves the bra back, and I get

the sense not for any fault of the bra styling itself...



Olympus:...That's cute one honey. Why did you put it back?



Leifang:....I know



Olympus:...Why don‟t you get it then?



Leifang:....Oh maybe...(she yanks it out)...stupid, dumb bra



Olympus:...Huh...(laughs)...Leifang, what's wrong?



Leifang:...Why is everything so small now?



Olympus:...Small?....(l smiles)...Honey its a B cup.



She looks at me like I‟m lying through my teeth. She nudges her chin at the section of larger cup

sizes



Leifang:....I could have worn one of those before



Olympus:...But you didn‟t like any of those...(shrugs)..I love that bra. I‟d kill to see it on you.



She holds it away from herself and looks at it. The head finally nods in agreement. She clutches

the bra to her chest and gives a sheepish look...



Leifang:....Sorry



Olympus:...Sorry?...



I lean back and analyze the body language...Her shoulder arches forward, the chest bows inward,

trying to shield what's there from my eyes....



Leifang:....You must be as disappointed as I am



She turns her back a bit more to me...



Olympus:...But I‟m not....(blink, blink)...I love how things are now, and that's not just my honey

tongue flapping away either.



Leifang waves me off, and isn‟t convinced that I‟m not just candy-coating things.



She grabs red bra similar in style to the black. We go down the line until we cross into that other

section



Some material that looks lighter then air is pulled out. Its promising until they unfold. With the

high waist, and functional over style cut, the panties look like something an old lady would wear...

Leifang:...I‟d be like Ayane in these..(her face kind of mocks)



Olympus:...Yeah, I like what you wear better.



She puts them back unfolded. A few more pairs come out and are promptly rejected.

...”There no sense of style in your country” she complains. I tell her I wouldn‟t go that far and

remind her that we are not in a high-end store, after all.



I grab a pair of blue low riser panties off the shelf she missed...



Olympus:...These are nice on a woman hip...(I motion along the front)...they dip in front. It‟s

cotton. I‟m sure they would be very comfortable on you.



Leifang considers what I say. She even takes them from my hand, and pulls the fabric a bit. Her

head shakes no as it‟s handed back



Leifang:...Hitomi like that style. I think she even owns these already.



Olympus:...Oh...(blink)...I should put them back then?



Leifang:...Yes, you should....I like the style, but its a bit too plain for me. I like silk and lace



Olympus:...Yes I‟ve noticed...(smiles)...What you wear is like decorative cake frosting on some

gourmet, specialty dessert



I get a disconnected look. She stoops down, seeing something on a lower shelf.



Now being ignored for other things, my eyes drift higher along the wall.



The mannequins here are lit from within, making them glow like a night-light. They don‟t even

bother with anything above the waist, or below mid thigh....its just the hip region being catered

too here. Its all a little erotic and surreal...



The blue thong is nice....the red even better....The old-school garter belts are really working too.

As I count down, I see what looks to be part of a matching set to the black bra. As with the top, a

flower pattern teases along the sides, building to a crescendo, that would leave the key areas with

just a thin veil of black to hide behind.



I begin to think about what I had just said about that frosting and dessert....Just Leifang stands.



Leifang:....Do you think they‟ll have almond tofu?



Olympus:....huh?



Leifang:...You mentioned dessert....



Olympus:...Dessert?...(blink, blink, blink)...I did?



Leifang:....Yes you did. Do you think the Asian market will have it here?..

Olympus:..Have what?



Leifang:...ALMOND TOFU!...Olympus, what's wrong with you,...(she giggles)...you look like

your mind is someplace else?



Olympus:...It is...(I look at her hip, just before I rub my eyes)....Sorry, I guess I‟m still

tired...(smiles)....I think that market might have some. We‟ll have to see.



Leifang:.....Good...(she smiles)....I miss that so much already....



She holds up something in her hand that looks like silk. I ask to see them, but its only one pair of

panties. Its made clear it‟s all she would consider getting from here.



Still, I look up along the wall and point out what I thought matched the wonderful black bra.

Leifang looks up at it long enough not to be taken as a complete, outright NO.



Leifang:...I don't think I could wear those, Olympus. I don't like how it looks around the legs.



He face lowers a little, nearly blushing.... Obviously the legs had nothing to do with it. I provide

an escape off the topic.



Olympus:... Yeah, I see what you mean. We should go look at dresses now?



She agrees. We begin on to the next.. Along the way she asks if there is an Asian dessert that I

would like to try... The imagined images numb my brain. My heart skips a beat. I look over and

tell her yes, there is something very sweet on my mind



That cute beautiful face consumes me. More and more I think about the expressions of deep

pleasures passing through it as I did what I was thinking to her. I may have even done that to her

back on the island, but memories of that place were becoming less and less vivid to me as each

hour went by. There was one time she insisted on leaving the censor star on. Was it during that?

Obviously back then there wasn‟t anything there



Leifang says something to me that I‟m not quite tuned into enough to hear…



Leifang:…I hope I can find one here...(her eager eyes question)



Olympus:…Find one?



Leifang:…Like my favorite red dress



Olympus:…Oh, a Cheongsam...(I nod)...You won‟t find one in this store, not at a level you‟d

want. We could head into Boston. There‟s a Chinatown in there, but we‟d probably have more

luck down in New York City



Leifang:…Shanghai has many nice shops



Olympus:…Yes I‟m sure...(nods)...You‟re from around there, right?



Leifang:…I think so?

I take her hand again in mine as we walk a little further…



Olympus:…I hate to say this but, I don‟t have the money even for one plane ticket to Seattle,

never mind Shanghai



She looks at me like she doesn‟t understand a word. We smile at each other anyway.



In the clothing section



The first thing she sees is a T-shirt with a panda bear on it. It doesn‟t matter that its clearly more

for younger teens, she is so smitten with it and grabs it off the wrack and starts spinning in place.

Already pretty sure why she is doing this, I ask her what‟s she is doing and she says she loves it.

Her beautifully clear innocent eyes search the swirling air all around herself…no hearts or

musical note anywhere to be seen. Then it dawns on her again, that this is not the island, and not

how you change into special clothing anymore.



More than a couple of dresses, blouses, pants and things are found on the way to the dressing

room. I get to carry them. She shows the attendant in front (who‟s an old crabby looking lady)

and is told about the 10 item per entry limit. I know there will be at least 3 rounds now. Normally

I hate shopping, but with Leifang‟s enthusiasm I don‟t seem to mind, or at least that‟s what I will

myself to think.



Leifang grabs her first 10 and goes in. I settle in and wait, expecting the occasional showing for

my opinion.



“Girlfriend?” I hear a gruff voice ask. I look around and side to side, then realize it‟s the changing

room attendant behind all the un-chosen dresses.



Olympus:…She‟s a bit more than that…(I feel something warm in my chest after saying it)



The old woman makes a sour face. I see something glowing near her mouth as she bends over,

and soon realizes it‟s a cigarette.



Dressing Room Attendant:...Chinese, Thai?…(some smoke trails out between her discolored

teeth)



Olympus:…Chinese



Dressing Room Attendant:...I would have said Thai?



Her saying this has a bit of relevance, especially considering the look-alike model Leifang did

resemble by more than just a little. I shrug and shake my head no, and end up sounding defensive

when I repeat that Leifang is just Chinese…



At that very moment Leifang shows up in the doorway wearing the panda T-shirt with a black

dress. It really does looks like something she wore in one of the DOA fighting games, which is

maybe why she likes it so much.



The T-shirt, being designed for a younger girl, fits a bit snug. It‟s also a bit cold in this part of the

store, and it shows a bit on either side of the cartoon panda‟s head. Leifang doesn‟t seem to mind,

and neither do those guys still hovering close by...

Leifang ducks back in for the next change. I check my watch and just rescan the surroundings.

My eyes start to burn as I smell smoke. The end of the cigarette glows scarlet as the old woman

dressing room attendant inhales. I‟m under her deeply lined, watchful eyes. She's about to say

something to me when a few women exit the dressing room with unfolded bundles and keep her

occupied. I check my watch again.



One Minute Later



Leifang appears at the opening wearing something I didn‟t even see her pick up, a burgundy

chiffon dress. She holds out the skirt part of it as if she‟s unfolding a fan.



Leifang:...I like the style, but I‟m not sure about the color?



She‟s all smiles. I strike the painter‟s pose, of standing back to evaluate his own work.



Olympus:...Yeah it is kind of a deeper red than you usually wear...(I look up at her face)...I‟m not

sure either. Can you move around in it a bit?



She does a half turn left followed by a half turn right. The material is so light that the hem lifts

mid thigh. I wait and watch until the dress floats back down into place, to re-kiss each perfect

knee.



The dark hue, gives a pale nakedness to her legs, that is quite hypnotic in itself. But watching

Leifangs hand smoothing out the fabric, amps it up all the more.



Palms sweep over hips, and thighs beneath, revealing, but not revealing form....she truly seems

fascinated by the sensation of this type fabric against her skin.



Leifang:....How does it look when I do that?



Olympus:..You mean turn?



Leifang:...Yes..(she turns a little to one side)



I look her up and down and make a circular motion with my finger.



Olympus:...Very nice....(I beam)...Can you do that again?



Leifang is all too willing, and does a full twirl, with even more enthusiasm. This time the hem

rises quite a bit more, even crossing over once into full panty flash territory



Once she stops, the fabric bounces and sways back into place. My mind is slow to see what my

eyes just did. Something wasn‟t not as it should be, but not in a bad way.



The smoothing out routine is repeated. Her fingers in a moment of forgetfulness come more to

center, between the legs, causing a pause. She touches there again under the ruse of removing a

wrinkle and just being neat. The skirt part again is opened like a fan, then released to hang where

it will.



Leifang:...So....(her voice bubbles with joy)...Is it my color?

Olympus:...You‟d own any color, Sweet Pea



Leifang:...So you like it?



Olympus:...Like it!...(smiles)...I love it!!! Its elegant as hell...(laughs)...You absolutely should

buy it



Leifang:...But its not yellow, or even bright?...(she fluffs the skirt out with a motion of her arms,

and almost looks like she might spin again)...It looks like October



Olympus:...Just get it...(I look her up and down)...You wear October really well...(smiles)



A puff of smoke comes between us....Some phlegm is cleared from a throat, followed by a

cough...



Dressing Room Attendant:....Listen to him, Doll Face...(She takes a puff out in the open)..That

thing never looked like anything but mud on everybody else



Leifang looks at the old woman, Then the cigarette. Her nose comes alive. As she turns I get the

feeling that if is was just I saying she should keep the dress, there would be no question...but now

I‟m not so sure. She goes back in without looking back at me...



Dressing Room Attendant:....Pretty girl



Olympus:...Yes, I know



Dressing Room Attendant:....Didn‟t know girls from Thailand had those kind of curves



I try to ignore her. My eyes flutter and shut. I get images from that series of photos of that look-a-

like model, slowly stripping down to nothing on a golf course...Other than the fake breasts, its

just too close, to be chance. I wanted it that way, but also didn‟t want it that way. I turn and give

the woman a bit of a look



Olympus:...For the millionth time....she‟s Chinese



The old lady shrugs it off. She puts her cigarette out on the corner of the table, and brushes it off.

Another is soon lit.



Dressing Room Attendant:....Oh yes, Chinese...(puff)..Chinese...(puff)...my bad



Fortunately a woman comes along with some things to try on. The occasional concentrated stare

tells me this is not over.



Once the coast is clear, the cigarette is taken from its hiding place. She leans forward...



Dressing Room Attendant:....You know if that was a bathing suit Little Miss China just had on,

she‟d be owning it on the spot.



Olympus:....And why is that?

Dressing Room Attendant:....Because it‟s Commonwealth of Massachusetts law, and store

policy that underwear stays on while trying on a bathing suit...(she flicks some ash off her

cigarette)....Health department rules my friend...(puff)...The girlie parts touch it and its all yours...



I look at the empty opening where Leifang had just been standing. Maybe that was what wasn‟t as

it should have been? I remember burgundy, flesh coloring and the briefest blur of black, but no

sheen of white silk in any of it. The old woman could be right, but still it didn‟t seem very likely.



I look back at the old woman who looks determined to never taken her eyes off me.



Olympus:....She was wearing...(blink)...something.



Dressing Room Attendant:...I‟m old, but my eyes are quick....(she takes a puff and crosses her

arms in front)...It was a dress...(she puffs).... Only swimsuits and underwear are covered in the

handbook...(cough)... Seeing how she's new to this country, I‟ll let this one go with a warning this

time.



I find myself looking at the doorway again...



Olympus:...I think you‟re wrong...(blink)..But thanks



The old woman waves me off, then makes an odd face. She brings the cigarette to her lips, takes a

drag and pushes out half a smoke ring



Dressing Room Attendant:.... Now that I did you a favor...mind if I ask something?



Olympus:...Go ahead....shoot?



Dressing Room Attendant:....She has a huge appetite, that one...doesn‟t she?



Olympus:....Huh?...(I look at the doorway)...Why would you think that? My fiancee is nowhere

near overweight.



Dressing Room Attendant:....I meant...sexual appetite...



I stand a little back, not sure my ears were screwed on right. However, the way the old woman

hunkers down like the cat ready to pounce, I know I did hear it right....



Olympus:...You don‟t seriously expect me to answer that?



Dressing Room Attendant:....Why not?...(she flicks her cigarette and a few ashes drop)...I‟m not

a man...(she shrugs and put the cigarette butt to her lips)



Olympus:...Man or woman, it doesn‟t matter...(awkward laugh)



Dressing Room Attendant:....Come-on...(puff, puff)…just close your eyes and pretend you‟re

having cookies and a cup of tea with your, dear old grandma…(cough, cough)…Grandma just

wants to know a few things about this Chinese broad, like how many fig Newtons she‟ll be

requiring between cups...(puff)...One...(puff)....Five....(puff, cough)...the whole damn box?



Olympus:...Sorry grandma, I don‟t kiss and tell

Dressing Room Attendant:....Such a bad grandson…(she coughs and picks up a blouse to fold.

It snaps in the air in front of her)... Don‟t think I can‟t read you two....(puff, puff)...If you only

cooperated...(puff)...who knows...(puff, puff).. if you slipped dear old grandma a 20, you could

have convinced her to look the other way



Olympus:... Look the other way for what?



Dressing Room Attendant:....While you slip into there...(she nudges her head back toward the

dressing room behind her and tosses the blouse to one side)...She‟s the only one in there now, you

know...(puff, puff)... Opportunity knocks...(cough)... The coast is clear



Olympus:... And why would I want to slip into the ladies dressing room?



Dressing Room Attendant:....You think she came out here advertising she wasn‟t wearing

skivvies for nothing?...(the head nudges back again)...Pleeeeeese...(cough)... Just think about it,

Doll face is in there behind one of those curtains, fantasizing, hoping and waiting with her legs

half pulled up.



Olympus:.... Hoping and waiting for what?..(swallows)



Dressing Room Attendant:.... Hoping her man is half as hungry as she is for it....(buff)....

Waiting to see if he has enough nerve to go in and throw open her curtain and get some of that

Chinese take out, there under that little love tent of hers



Olympus:...Love tent...(blink)...what the hell?



Dressing Room Attendant:....That little chiffon number she just modeled, stupid...(puff, puff)...



Olympus:...Stupid...(blink)..Who are you calling stupid?



A dress I‟m holding for Leifang, drops to the floor. As I scramble to pick it up, the old woman

leans over the table, trying to read me like the pages of a supermarket tabloid. We make eye

contact as I stand.....



Dressing Room Attendant:....Well maybe not stupid....(she takes a deep drag)....You‟re a bit of

a boy scout, aren‟t you?



Olympus:...And if I am...so what?



Dressing Room Attendant:....Just think of it...(puff, puff, puff)...all that chiffon covering your

head, clear down to your shoulders while you...(cough)...Well I‟m too much of a lady, and its

against company policy...(puff)... to say any more...(wink)



I fumble. The same outfit drops. I don‟t bother to pick it up this time. In a fog I find myself

looking vacantly to the opening. A ghost of Leifang spinning there filters through the tedium. The

deep red of mysterious chiffon rises and rises as she spins so free, and I knew as only I could

know, too innocently to understand all the signals she was sending. My nose twitches for

something better that cigarette smoke, longing to know the intimacy of her real woman's scent,

but smoke is all I'm getting, and it wakes me from the dream before it gets to the best parts....

Olympus:...Where are you getting this?...(I send off a perturbed look)...I know her better than

you do. She‟s basically the girl next door?



Dressing Room Attendant:....Sure, sure...(she puts the cigarette to her dry gray lips and takes a

mouthful)...Most of all the girls next door I know, take off their panties in the middle of

Marshall‟s to try on a dress...(puff)... sure, sure, sure



Before I can have my rebuttal that the panties never were off, a woman pushes in between us with

her things to try on. She goes in. The old woman turns and just stares into my eyes



Dressing Room Attendant:....That will be $50 now...(she looks toward the doorway)...That is if

Doll face can keep her mouth shut while the bears at the honey jar?...(puff)....I still need this job,

you know



Olympus:...Huh?



Dressing Room Attendant:....With company in the next stall, that will be $50

bucks...(puff)...Higher risk...(puff, puff)...Its a bigger merit badge too now boy-scout...(she

nudges back)...She‟s testing you right now...(puff)...The clock is a ticking oh-sunny-boy



I briefly look to the opening and the pink curtains strung up on either side...I think about sex...I

think about love...I think about how much I want them to be the same for us. One of the old

woman's eyebrows raises when I look back at her...



Olympus:...No thanks



Dressing Room Attendant:....Suit yourself...(She shrugs as the smoke comes out)....I‟m sure you

must be doing something right...(cough, cough)...A girl that looks like that isn‟t getting hitched to

nobody, if the sex isn‟t already knocking her socks off



More clouds drifts my way. It‟s getting pretty uncomfortable. I gather the things I‟m holding and

slide a bit down so I don‟t have to be quite so close. Suddenly a word that just was said leaps out

above the rest...



Olympus:...Hitched?...(blink)...Who said anything about getting married here?



Dressing Room Attendant:....You did...(the smoke trails out of her nose like a dragon)....You

said she was your fiancée.



Olympus:...I did?...(blink, blink...blink, blink)...I did?



Dressing Room Attendant:....Yes you did...(she takes a drag)...So when's the big day?



Everything I'm holding falls before I can answer. I think to myself and I really did say that. It was

foolish to think such a thing, even in the back of my mind. It was hard enough with a woman

actually from the real world who knew all the rules.



Still not answering, I stoop down. My heart beats like a drum. I‟m actually happy. I like how it

sounds....The thought of Leifang being introduced as Mrs. Mons actually brings a lump to my

throat...

What an idiot I was. I knew it was inevitable that I would ask, despite all the road blocks and

potential perils.



There‟s a steady clicking to my left. Something is walking toward me. I hear my name being

called out by a woman's voice, a different woman than the dressing room attendants...a pretty

clear voice.....and its not Leifang‟s



I stand and turn. Drooping strawberry blond ringlets vibrate against a indigo rain coat. I know

immediately who it is, and wave to her as soon as I can set everything down on top of the clothes

rack...



Olympus:…Sarah



Sarah:…So it is you



Olympus:…Yes it is...(I give her another look up and down)....Must be raining?



Sarah:…Can‟t you hear it?...



She points up and I become more aware of how truly loud the white noise sound is above our

heads. My eyes drop back down



Olympus:…Wow, it wasn‟t raining this hard before when we came in



Sarah feet hesitate and brake, before they restart



Sarah:…What brings you here...(she motions to the surroundings to stress that I am in the

woman's section of the store)...Doing a little cross-dressing these days there Olympus-boy?



Olympus:…You caught me...(laughs)



She flashes that mischievous grin and takes the liberty, without asking, to check some of the

apparel I am holding; One of which happens to be the black bra with a pattern only on the sides

and a center that would show so much



Sarah:…Wow someone sure is brave ...(she raises an eyebrow)...Shopping with your mother

today?



Olympus:…Hey…(small laugh)...no mothers



Sarah:…That only applies to guy on guy….(she hears what she just said and looks amused with

herself)



Olympus:…Well you‟re just about one of the guys anyways



Sarah:…Thanks for reminding me...(She checks the tag on a pair of dungarees)...Wow, a 22 inch

waist, that's a crime...(she looks up)... Now I know this can‟t be anyone from work



Olympus:…Ah huh...(I check the opening of the changing room briefly).... So how was the

vacation?

Sarah:…It was a cousins wedding in Tennessee. Need I say more ...(she picks up another piece

of clothing to inspect)... God, Olympus this girl can still fit into this stuff?



Olympus:…Well she‟s about 5 foot 4 inches tall



Sarah:…I‟m 5 foot 5 and I‟m not even close



Olympus:…Well, you look nice too Sarah...(blink)...I mean if you don‟t mind me saying?



Sarah:…No I don‟t...(she grins)..Thanks Olympus



Olympus:…No problem...



I check the dressing room again, and then my watch. The smoke swirls in the air between us. The

dressing room attendant coughs



Sarah:…Anything change in my department since I‟ve been gone?



Olympus:…Sorry, nobody in management died



Sarah:…Damn so those ninjas I hired didn‟t show up?...(she steps in a bit closer)



Olympus:…Afraid not...(I step a little away)



We both give that knowing blue-collar smile. Her eyes drift over toward the changing room

where I had been looking....



Sarah:…So dare I ask…(she turns and looks straight at me)…So who is she?



Olympus:…Who?...(I smile)



Sarah:…This mystery girl you‟re waiting for, you jerk-face?



Before my mouth can open, the cigarette is out of the dressing room attendant‟s mouth.... ” It’s

his future bride” she answers for me.



At first Sarah thinks it just part of a joke, at first I try to pass it off as one too, but I‟m just too

damn jittery with all the details



Sarah:…Future bride…(she looks shocked)…Olympus, you‟re getting married?



Olympus:…Well...( I shift my weight back and forth on my feet a few times)....yeah, maybe.



Sarah:…Maybe?



Olympus:…Yeah....(shrugs)....I guess I just haven‟t quite asked yet





The smoke streams out, followed by and cough that sounds more like someone choking on

peanuts...

Dressing Room Attendant:...What in blazes?...(puff, puff, cough).... She‟s not a fiancee unless

she said yes to it, there...Oh-Sonny-Boy....(cough, sniffle, clears throat)....



Olympus:...I know that already. But she didn‟t come all this way for nothing.



The old woman leans back, turning the pages in her mind for something paparazzi worthy

between the lines...



Dressing Room Attendant:...So she‟s still just in that phase of taken you out for test

drives,...(puff, puff, puff)...checking if it feels more like a Hummer, Pontiac Firebird or Smart-car,

pulling in and out of that little rice-burner garage of hers



I give a cross look



Olympus:...Wrong again...(I take a heavy breath and cough a little)....Since she came here we

haven't done anything



Dressing Room Attendant:...Why...(she takes another drag)... did Doll-face get off the plane

with that heavy aunt of hers?



Olympus:...Huh?...(blink)....What Aunt? She just came here with me



I get a gentle tug down on my sleeve...I look over into Sarah‟s, hesitant sea-green eyes



Sarah:...Olympus...I think the old bat is referring to Aunt Flo...You know its code for a woman‟s

menstrual cycle



I look straight up ahead and begin to process it for the even larger picture that only I knew about...



Olympus:...Oh...oh my god, I forgot all about that



Sarah:...Oh come on Olympus...I know your mother told you some things



Olympus:...Yes, yes. Of course...a woman‟s menstrual cycle...(blankly my head turns still trying

to get around it)...I guess I should have some things in the house now, just in

case ...(blink)...tampons?....(blink)...those napkin things?



Sarah weight shifts awkwardly, a little away...



Sarah:...Well, don‟t look at me Olympus...I'm not her, and she sure can take care of that herself...

I mean she is a woman. What do you guys know



Olympus:...Yes, yes...of course...she's the women...she knows...



I nod in agreement, but of course Leifang had absolutely no idea or history to go on. It was yet

another thing I would have to anticipate and catch for her in the days ahead.



The smoke becomes pervasive once more....



Dressing Room Attendant:...So let me guess...(puff)...she did the test driving back where she

came from...and you passed the road test...(cough)..that's what you‟re saying?

Olympus:...It wasn‟t the same...back there. They don‟t do it the same way. It doesn‟t count



Dressing Room Attendant:...Huh...she goes down on you...(puff)...You return the

favor...(puff)...You stick it in her in Shanghai and its still sex, Pal



Olympus:...NO..(blink)...She never had sex before



Dressing Room Attendant:...Huh...(the cigarette hangs loosely in her mouth)...You seeing what

I‟m seeing?...(she motions toward the dressing room)...You don‟t look like that, and never have

sex before...(she puffs)...You may be the last,...(puff)...maybe, and that's a big maybe...(puff)...but

you where not the first.



Olympus:...What I just said is 100% true



Dressing Room Attendant:...Is that something she told you? What is this, some mail order bride

thing-a-ma-jig?



Olympus:...Of course not



Dressing Room Attendant:...She just holding out here, for the green card, or what? You must

have some serious money somewhere?



I get pushed a little to one side as Sarah steps forward....



Sarah:...Yeah lady, that‟s why he shops in Marshalls



The old woman give a cold stare. The cigarette comes out and is pointed and thrust like a mini-

rapier a few times in the air at her



Dressing Room Attendant:...I‟m not talking to you chicky-poo



Sarah:...Well I‟m talking to you...so F-word OFF



My arm is soon grabbed and I am pulled off to one side, partially hidden behind the clothes rack...



Olympus:...Wow Sarah. I‟m surprised. You‟re quite the tigress



Sarah:...Never mind that...Olympus what's this about a green card. Is it true? What is this, is this

girl from Thailand or something?



I almost do a face-plant into my palm...



Olympus:...No, no, no...she‟s Chinese



Sarah:...Chinese?...(she looks toward the dressing room, then back)....Olympus, I don‟t like the

sound of this. Remember that last loser. There wasn‟t even a different language or culture to deal

with.



Olympus:...She is nothing like that. Besides that that other train wreck was almost 2 years ago

Sarah:...Yeah I know...But Olympus when you bruise, you stay bruised too F-wording

long...(she touches my arm)..what if...



Olympus:...I‟ve learned a lot since then



Her head turns ready with more to add, but suddenly looks behind me....



Sarah:...Holly s-word!..(blink)



Olympus:...What



I hear the high heels on the floor in the characteristic walk...



Leifang:...Olympus?!



Sarah‟s jaw drops maybe more then mine did the first time I actually saw Leifang as an equal, in

her polygon world. Turning to face Leifang, I understand it even better why.



Olympus:....Wow...(blink)...that dress sure shows a lot of leg, Leifang



I feel Sarah‟s hand slip off my arm. I hadn‟t even known it was still there. Leifang‟s eyes edge

down to the retreating fingers. She responds, while half distracted



Leifang:....Yes...(she looks into Sarah‟s face, then at mine before continuing)...I like the color,

kind of



Olympus:....Yeah...(blink)...that yellow-green looks like it could glow in the dark...



Leifang:…Ah-huh…(she looks briefly at Sarah again)…I like the yellow part more



Olympus:..And I like the green…(I smile and motion with my hand to turn)...How‟s the back

look?



She begins to turn, but then my attentions are diverted away by the dressing room attendant

nudging something over with her foot toward Leifang. It‟s a metal box with a highly reflective

top.



Looking down into it, the old woman looks letdown. As I look toward Leifang‟s rear-view, her

weight is shifting from one leg to the other. The yellow-green edge seems a bit higher in the back,

showing some the swelling and fold of a cheek. There‟s unmistakably some clean white showing

just below the hemline, eliminating any speculations about underwear being on or not.



Sarah mumbles something off my shoulder I can‟t make out. I turn my ear a bit and Sarah

repeats…



Sarah:…Holy crap, Olympus…this is a crime



Olympus:…A crime?



I turn a little more her way. Sarah looks at me, then past me at Leifang. Her head shakes no

Sarah:…If she wasn‟t your friend I would be hating her guts so much right now



I turn a bit more…



Olympus:…Hating her guts…(blink)…why?



Sarah:…No woman should look like that…(she gives a sly look)…That works out well for you,

huh?



Olympus:…I guess so…( I smile and turn forward)…But its not just about her being pretty, you

know.



Sarah:…Yeah sure…(she half laughs)…maybe you should try and sell me the Golden Gate

Bridge now or something



Olympus:…I‟m serious Sarah. I‟ve met a lot of very beautiful women lately where she comes

from



Sarah:…Yeah sure…(she smiles)….So did I hear it right…her name is Leifang?



Olympus:….Yes



Sarah:….Didn‟t I hear that name somewhere before?



Olympus:…I don‟t know…(I turn a bit)…I can‟t imagine where.



Leifang turns facing me. Having not really been paying attention and seen the back, I direct her to

turn again. She complies. Sarah continues on…



Sarah:…I remember now…it was in that fighting game



Olympus:…What fighting game?…(I turn back)



Sarah:…That one we all played over at Mike‟s going away party…The one where all the girls

had those ridiculously large bouncy t-words.



Olympus:…Its called DOA…(smiles)…I own a copy too.



She looks into my eyes as if it was a strange thing to admit…



Sarah:…Yes that‟s it…(she laughs)…You played the Chinese girl in that game a lot that night,

even when you were getting your ass handed to you. Leifang was her name too wasn‟t it?



Olympus:… Yes…(I shrug and then give a quick look)…And she wasn‟t the only character I

played,.. (blink, blink)…I admit I was trying to get better with her though



Sarah:…Oh you played her a lot, even more than that blond chick in the cat suit, who I think was

a way better at winning matches for you, by the way.



I check quickly and Leifang is still posing with her back to me. I talk under my breath...

Olympus:…Please don‟t say that too loud



Sarah:…Say what?



Puzzlement builds in Sarah's eyes the longer I don‟t answer. She looks past me toward the

dressing room, and just as she about to probe a bit more, smiles instead..



Just like that, I can feel the eyes on me, and sure enough Leifang‟s are glued on both Sarah and I.



Leifang:...Olympus?



Olympus:....Yes Honey...(blink, blink)..what is it?



I get a nudge from behind, but don‟t turn the slightest. Sarah speaks anyways....



Sarah:....Wow, she even wears her hair the same way



I grunt in response



Sarah:....Olympus, shouldn‟t you say something about that dress...I don‟t think she knows



I grunt, but my eyes also dip down to see what Sarah means....



For a time I linger in a very warm place, below the yellow-green hemline, and the shape of the

line where the two perfect thighs touch together.



This mini-dress has a bit of a flaw. It‟s so evident now, that it has a tendency to ride up with each

and every little motion. Instead of just a little white that showed in the back, now there is a

healthy dose of silk and lace of the front of Leifangs panties out in the open for everybody to see.



Maybe reverting a bit back to her polygon, panty-flashing universe, Leifang seem not to know or

care...I‟m about to tell her when I‟m push a little to the side by Sarah‟s shoulder as she squeezes

by. She goes directly to Leifang, touches her hand and tries to whisper something in her ear



Sarah then stands back. Leifang looks at me, then down the front of the dress. Still she does

nothing until Sarah motions as if she were pulling down the dress in front on herself. Leifang

finally readjusts but not before giving Sarah a look as if Tina just taunted her.



Although much too late, I remember my manners and introduce Sarah officially as just a co-

worker. Sarah's hand thrusts out boldly. Leifang leaves to hang in space, I don't think

intentionally like someone like Christie would, but still it creates yet another an awkward moment.

She does do the proper thing though...Sarah proceeds on like the little trooper she is.



Sarah:....Hello, my name is Sarah Daniels, pleased to meet you



Leifang:....Hello...(the nose twitches and she leans in for a closer sniff)....co-worker...(sniff, sniff,

sniff)



Sarah laughs self consciously and takes a sniff herself to even the score...



Sarah:...I must smell like a wet dog to you?...(she laughs)...Sorry I got caught in the stupid rain

Leifang:...No...(the nostril flare)



Hands release and both women stand back from each other. Leifang drifts toward me and holds

onto my arm with both hands. Sarah face dims Noticeably



Sarah:...Well....you must love this guy a lot to come all the way over here?



Leifang:....Yes



Leifang‟s hands slip off my arm and she stands a little more in front of me, blocking the view. I

can sense Sarah‟s indignation and bittersweet amusement. When she looks at me the smile looks

more faked...



Sarah:...She doesn‟t speak much, does she?



Olympus:...Its all pretty new to her over here..(I touch Leifang bare shoulder)...I‟ll see you at

work tomorrow



Sarah:....I understand....(she looks quickly at Leifang and studies her face.)...Oh well,...(sigh)... I

should get going



Soon after, Leifang tells me she‟s hungry and that she wants to go. It doesn‟t end there though.

She goes in with one more thing, but goes the full rounds. 40 minutes later, we leave with most of

what she tried on. I save the dark red chiffon dress from the reject pile.



Because of the rain I also buy an umbrella, a yellow one with a Power Puff Girl on top. Because

it‟s too small to cover both of us without us both getting half wet, I surrender my portion of it.

The rain isn‟t all that bad. anyways



Halfway to my Solstice, Leifang extends her hand and examines the drops that fall on it. She

smiles at me, and I smile at her. She runs a little carelessly in those silver heels to catch up to me.

I remember I am not walking alone anymore, and slow down…More people look, I‟m sure not at

me.



Leifang:...She likes you



I look at her…



Olympus:....Who that old woman?



Leifang:...No...(She pouts a bit)…I hope I never look like that



Olympus:…The old woman?



Leifang:…Yes…(she looks up)…I didn‟t like that thing she was doing



I nod in agreement and talk a bit about how my father once smoked too. Leifang apparently didn‟t

like that woman metal box with the shiny top either.



We reach my car and I hold her door open for her, then take and collapse the umbrella. I fit the

bag of clothing, as best I can, into the near none existent trunk of my Solstice, and then get in the

drivers seat…I put the key in the ignition, but don‟t turn it. I lean back and look across…



Olympus:....You know I was only talking to Sarah. She‟s just a friend. There‟s nothing there, like

with us



Leifang:...Yes, I know you were only talking…But it‟s true, she does like you.



Olympus:....No…(shakes head)…No way…(shakes head again)…So why then would you think

that?



I look at Leifang, she looks at me and touched her nose...



Olympus:....You can smell emotions...(blink)..I mean that she liked me and all?



Leifang:...I think so....But its not as strong as before...(she touches her nose again)...this



Olympus:..Your sense of smell?



Leifang:….Yes



She looks at the back of her hand, touches it, than looks up with a serious expression. I turn the

key, the engine rumbles and her nose twitches slightly. We begin to roll…



Olympus:....How do you know it was not something else?



Leifang:...Because Olympus…(she look at her hand again)…I am like that too, when you are

close



Olympus:....You are?



Leifang:...Yes



I look over at her right hand laying in her lap and the mark on the back of that wrist. Again it is so

much like that look-a-like models.



The car in front of us stops to let people cut across. More opportunists take advantage of that

driver‟s generosity. Leifang watches them all through her window…I touch her left hand lightly

wishing the right were closer by. Her legs open some before her face turns toward me…I breathe

through my nose, more than my mouth now.



Olympus:....So does this scent come off the skin or

from....um...(blink)…ahhh…(blink)…someplace else?....



Leifang:…Huh?



She leans a bit forward. I think about what I‟m asking and try to erase it with a sweeping motion

of my hand in the air…



Olympus:…What am I saying?…(I laugh to cover over)…Please, forget I asked that

Just on time, the car ahead begins to move. I follow a little too close behind as we turn…He stops

again being too much the good Samaritan and I nearly hit his bumper



Leifang hand reaches across and touches mine…”Yes and yes” she says in a soft voice, that could

either play as seductive or vulnerable.



I look over and she is letting her eyes drift about the unspectacular surroundings. The legs are not

as open as before



Olympus:…Yes and yes?



Leifang:…Yes



Olympus:….So you do like me that way?



Leifang:…I would not be giving up my world if there was nothing



Olympus:…So you‟re staying



She looks at me, then away....



Leifang:….I think so



I feel like I‟m floating. It‟s not exactly the strong yes I was hoping for. A car horn blares behind

me. Leifang points out of the windshield. The car that was there is gone now. I start to move and

we‟re soon out onto the main street, heading for the Asian market. My mouth starts moving just

to keep from thinking….



Olympus:....I curious



Leifang:…Yes?...(her eyes open widely)



Olympus:…I know I may not be as good as homemade bread out of the oven, but am I giving

something off too, when I‟m near you ?



Leifang:...I don‟t know what homemade bread out of the oven smells like?



Olympus:....It smells like love…(wink)…my little muffin



She covers her mouth to hide and hold in the laugh. I do get a bit of a smile though…



Leifang:...I didn‟t like “the man smell” so much yesterday.



My eyes flicker as I lean back…



Olympus:....Oh...sorry



Leifang:…It‟s not as bad now…(she smiles)



Olympus:…Thanks…(blink)..I guess

The food shopping seems to never end. On the way home we stop at the Emerald Square Mall

and soon lock-on to the Victoria Secrets store. Leifangs new panties end up costing more than

everything I had bought so far. It also takes a ridiculously long time. I guess I really do hate

shopping...even when it‟s for things I really look forward to seeing her in later.



About Seven Hours Later....



Leifang walks into the house without taking a single bag. I make several runs in. There‟s so much

food. My refrigerator looks so stuffed when I‟m done.



The gray day has gotten to me more than her. She calls me from upstairs. When I go I‟m

instructed to lie on the bed, while she gets ready. I can read the signs, and know enough to know,

she does not mean getting ready for lovemaking, but still I savor the idea while she‟s doing

whatever she‟s doing in the bathroom.



The bathroom door opens and Leifang comes in along side and then down to the foot of the bed,

wearing the last dress she wore. In Marshall‟s she had tried so hard to convince me, it was perfect

for her. It does look better than before, but I still think the shoulders are all wrong for her body

type. She remembers how I said her bust was too small now for it, and she stomps her foot down

as if that would change my mind.



She goes in, and comes back in the yellow-green mini dress. The dress is still one big wardrobe

malfunctions waiting to happen, but that‟s ok, seeing how I would be the only witness. As

expected I see as plain as day, what panties she is wearing, and with that unique pale blue, I know

its something new we just bought. The material I know to be shear, because I remember how

much I could see of her hand through it, through the packaging. I ask her to come closer, but

she‟s on to me and scurries away.



She goes for the next change and returns in the most average cloths, blue jeans and a short-

sleeved buttoned white shirt. It‟s modeled just a little before she climbs into bed beside me. She

finds the remote and clicks on the TV....I turn to look at her. The shadows and light of channel 7

dances across her curious face.



Olympus:…Fashion show over?



Leifang:…No...(She smiles)...I‟m just a little cold



Olympus:…A little cold...(smiles)..Would you like me to warm you up?



She thinks a bit before answering yes. Her chin rests on my shoulder as her body comes more in

contact with mine, and we both half watch the news. I soon suggest we switch places, so she

won‟t have my shoulder in the way. She climbs over me, and once in front my arms swallow her

up from behind...On the screen images of war and destruction, flicker through the single camera

eye of a combat drone, just before it‟s missile is launched…



Olympus:….This is nice



Her head shakes yes and she leans back in. I let my face and nose sink into the dark hair. It‟s such

a wonderful natural scent, and for a time I could care less what happened in the world today…or

yesterday…or 100 years ago.

The station briefly goes to a commercial. Leifang sits up a little when a story about a mother of 2

comes on. A week ago she had vanished on her way home from work. Her body was just found in

a ditch beside route 495. She had been beaten to death, not by an object but by somebody‟s bare

hands. She was not a small woman; you could even say she resembled a heavier Tina. She had

put up a fight, but was obviously overpowered. Leifang asks me what it means. I try my best to

explain that violence has a real effect too in this world, and that people just don‟t continue on

with a mode change or by hitting the reset button.



I stroke her hair making one of her braid bobble with a light touch of a finger...Even after the

weather, she still looks so serious.



After another commercial, a fluff story follows with lots of happy puppies and wagging tails.

Leifang doesn‟t really know what they are, but she does think Hitomi would love them, and she

wishes her friend could be here to see them too.



I hold her closer to me...Leifang touches my hand. My hand moves freely and thoughtlessly and I

maybe just touched her breast. She looks a little back, and then refocuses on the TV. Her hand

places itself over mine, pressing in slightly where it is presently, over her abdomen.



I lightly lay my chin now on her amazingly small shoulder. There a bit of a strap, that doesn‟t

seem to belong to the bra she came here with…



Olympus:…Are you wearing that new bra?



Leifang:…Yes



Olympus:….Oh, that‟s interesting…(I feel the strap with my chin, testing how easily it is to push

off)…So are you going to model it for me tonight too?



Leifang:….No Olympus …Its shows too much



Olympus:…Isn‟t that the whole idea? Its meant to be seen by that special someone



Leifang:…No Olympus



Her hand lifts as she turns. My hand moves from under it and the side of my hand comes in

contact, underneath her breast, raising it up slightly. Leifang immediately rolls back into me.

With my greater size I know I could hold the line, but I instead allow her action to do what it is

intended to do… it forces me back.



The face is not angry though; like it was for the poor old guy who squeezed her like a babies

squeaky toy on that train.



Now laying flat on her back, Leifang takes my offending hand in hers and guides it roughly back

to where it was before, just a few inches down on her stomach.



Leifang:…They feel different



My eyes drop down and observe how completely natural things are now. My hand itches to move

up

Olympus:…I‟m sure they do, feel different. I bet they are like that nose of yours now, a lot more

sensitive than before?



She slips her hand over her left breast and grimaces. It‟s unexpected. It‟s not the kind of sensitive

I meant. I ask if they hurt and she doesn‟t really say…



Her hand moves across to the other breast and its pretty much the same reaction. My eyes

alternate between her face and her chest. Clearly there is something not 100% right.



Leifang:…They‟re smaller...(she cups her breast and then lets her hand slip off)...Why are they

doing this?



I‟m not sure what she means. I shake my head. She holds up her hand with a space between

thumb and index finger that she squeezes down in size…



Olympus:…Well you are laying on your back, Leifang. Real breasts flatten out some on a

woman on her back. It‟s completely natural. Gravity does that to soft tissue



Leifang:…I hate my breasts now



Olympus:…Well I don‟t. I love your breast now…(smiles)…I mean what I‟ve seen of them so

far…(wink)



Leifang:…You‟re just saying that.



Olympus:… No I‟m not…(smiles)…Leifang, if I had a choice between you now and what you

had back on Zack Island…I‟d take these hands down.



We both look into each other‟s eyes. I hope that she can see how true it is what I‟m saying. She

touches her breast once more briefly, and there is that little tinge of discomfort again. I start to get

even more concerned.



I rub her shoulder and then in a brave moment, reach across....“May I” I ask with my hand

hovering only inches above her left breast.



Leifang doesn‟t nod yes or no. I take this as an Ok and move ahead, touching lightly with two

walking finger, with the plan of first moving along the outside, working my way in toward where

her nipple would be...



Olympus:…Small breasts…(I shake my head no)…Leifang, you still have plenty of bosom here



Leifang:…Honey tongue



Olympus:…No that‟s not just a honey tongue, Love…(I chuckle to myself)…Damn you haven‟t

called my tongue that since we left Zack island



She nod yes and continues to watch my hand systematically touching her…



Leifang:…You don‟t touch them the same here…(she looks up)



Olympus:…Yeah I guess so…(smiles)…I never thought this would be the reason I first touched

your breasts, over here…(I stop then start walking with my fingers again. She is so incredibly soft,

yet firm even through all these layers of fabric)….Hmmm, nothing so far



Leifang:..What are you doing?



Olympus:…I‟m feeling for lumps or anything unusual…(press, poke, press poke)… Just call me

Doctor Olympus…(smiles)…I‟m not hurting you am I?



I pause and look into her deeply questioning and confused eyes



Leifang:…No



I nod and move then hover my hand over her right breast. She only looks at it. I continue with

that one as I talk to her….



Olympus:…I had an aunt who almost died of breast cancer. She was always as healthy as an ox,

which in a way was kind of the problem. She worried about everybody else in her family. Then

one day she found it. It had been growing for a while. By then it was already in her lymph nods,

but at least it wasn‟t in the bones



Leifang:…Breast cancer…



She more repeats the words more than questions, and looks like she has not idea, which she

wouldn‟t. The worst she would have ever had to worry about before was a polygon tear. I keep

talking…



Olympus:…It‟s a bad thing. You‟re very young and I doubt it‟s a serious concern right now....

(blink, blink)..Now that you‟re a real woman though, you will always have to be aware of it. I

guess, being your man, I‟ll have to start paying attention and make sure you remember too.…(I

come to the hardened raised spot, which startles me a bit until I realize where it is. I stop)…I

don‟t feel anything. I don‟t get why your breast seem to be hurting? Maybe it‟s just that they are

still new and they have to be broken in.



She just watches my eyes and mouth. I think she expects me to just keep talking, but suddenly I

can‟t think of anything else…Her hand goes back to the left breast. She finds the spot for me

more specifically…



Leifang:…Here



I look at her fingers pressing just beneath



Olympus:…Its soar around the nipple?



Leifang:…The nipple?



I reach over and touch, gently pinching the stiffer, raised part between my thumb and index finger.

She flinches…



Olympus:…Still soar huh?



Leifang:…It wasn‟t yesterday. It felt …(she studies my face)…. wonderful

Olympus:…I see…(blink, blink, blink)…wonderful…(blink, blink)



I nod. I start to become a little less an amateur doctor, and more of what I want to be with her. I

move my thumb in a slow circular motion over the area in question, which breaths even more life

into what was, just a few layers of clothing away and making my mouth seriously starting to

water.



Leifang:…Olympus…could you



Olympus:…What?…(swallows)…God, I wish there was nothing



Leifang:…Nothing?



Olympus:…Yes…(my eyes beg to her)….no blouse…(sigh)…no bra….(sigh)…just you in my

hand.



Looking straight at her, I palm the entire breast and begin to gently move it in circular way. The

clothes catch and hinder. Leifang looks down where I‟m touching. She sits up abruptly, and

pivots so her legs are off the bed, with her back to me…



I look at my hand wondering what just happened. There‟s a chill in the air, but it‟s a chill that

neither of us wants to last very long. To my relief, Leifang soon looks over her shoulder at me.

She turns and reaches behind for my hand in the covers…



Leifang:…I‟m really hungry…(small smile)…Did we eat yet?



Olympus:…You know…(I smile awkwardly)…I don‟t think so…(I look a little down at her

hand over mine)



Leifang:…Could you get me the Ayane fruit?



Olympus:…Ayane fruit?…(blink)…What is Ayane fruit?



Leifang:…You called it that, not me…(she turns away and seems to be checking the buttons on

her blouse)…The purple ones…(she almost giggles)…Goob



I think a bit about what we had recently bought….



Olympus:..Oh the grapes…(sigh)…You want the purple grapes…(shrugs)…OK, then grapes it

is…



I start to move, and she looks over at me



Leifang:…We can share…(she smiles)…huh?



Olympus:…Sure…(I bow a little)…we‟ll share. I can even feed them to you, like Helena of Troy



Leifang:…Helena?



Olympus:…No Helen of Troy, not anybody we‟d know…(I smile)…It‟s a long

story…(shrugs)..She was kind of a queen



Leifang:…Oh…(she looks down)….I‟d like that…(she smiles to herself)…But I still have a few

more things I want to model for you first…(she looks up)…my king



Olympus:…Great…(I nod)…I‟ll be happy with what ever you want me to see



Her eyes seem to apologize. But I start to feel like I should be the only one saying I‟m sorry. As I

slip off the bed, she takes my closest hand and holds it between hers. It gets kissed once on the

back, and then is released. I tell her I will be back soon and ask if she wants a drink too….



I go get the grapes, put them in a nice bowl, and return to my....her....our bed.



She walks in and out with three more selections to model, that she‟s still undecided on. And then

she enters wearing the infamous burgundy chiffon dress. She does a slow subdued twirl.



Olympus:...I love this dress



Leifang:...You do?



Olympus:...Yes...it‟s funny though, it looks like something they would have worn back in the

1950s



Leifang:...The 1950‟s?



Olympus:...It‟s a time in history. You can tell when people lived by how they dressed sometimes



Leifang:...Oh...(her head tilts)...lived?



I know the angle of her question, but I don‟t what to bring up life and death anymore at this time.

I tell her its something I would rather talk about later, and that seems fine with her...



Leifang goes to the end of the bed, near the green chair. She braces herself against the arm and at

first I think she might be slipping on her silver high heals...but of course, knowing her, I doubt

she would be wearing those in the house.



As her uprights herself I notice something extremely white balled up in her hand....



She sets what's in her hand down on top of the dresser next to the small TV, and comes along the

side of the bed, where she turns in place in a kind of a dance. It creates a small breeze in my face.

Her happiness in the moment creates such a warm sensation in me, as if I just downed a full glass

of wine.



Olympus:....Can I touch it?



She stops mid spin...



Leifang:...Touch what?



Olympus:..The dress

I get the most adorable, bashful smile



Leifang:....But you touched this dress already



Olympus:...Not while it was on you



She thinks it over a bit, then comes closer. I reach over and touch the hemline, lifting and letting

it float back in place. I place my hand over it, feeling the strength and shape of her leg

underneath...”Very nice”, I tell her once more



Leifang:....I wish I could take this back with me



A knot forms in my chest. I roll back into place...



Olympus:.....But you‟re not going back, right?



She looks a little away, and then back into my eyes...”No” she says.



I notice her eyes being distracted. She looks a little down on me. I follow her eyes and there is

quite an obvious sign of my growing affection for her....one I could never blame on the wallet in

my front pocket alone. I scrunch up to make it less obvious. I move the bowl grapes over, more

center stage, and pat the empty spot on the bed beside me...



Olympus:....Lets eat grapes now



Her curious, slightly horrified eyes return to my face eventually...



Leifang:....Yes lets eat



She slides in beside me. The channels is changed on the TV. She takes her own grape. I take my

own too.



Olympus:..Hmm juicy



Leifang:...Hmm...yes juicy



She turns to me. I turn to her and we kiss rather modestly.



As she turns back to the TV, I focus on the white that had been in her hand, just to the side....



Olympus:....What was that?



Leifang:....Excuse me?



She turns. I point to the balled up white....



Olympus:....When you came in, you had something in your hand., after you went to the

chair...(smiles)...that white thing over there?



She turns and looks...

Leifang:.....Oh.



She turns, shrugs and says no more...



Olympus:....What is it, Leifang?...(small laugh)...If you don‟t answer I‟ll just go see for myself?



She continues to stonewall me. As I shift my weight, she turns and her hand touches my leg...



Leifang:....Ummm...please don‟t



I look over, then look at her face. I pretty much know now...



Olympus:....Did you just take off your panties?



Leifang:....Maybe



She avoids my eyes and plucks another grape off the vine, before turning to the TV screen



Olympus:...My God, that old lady in Marshalls was right....you really did have nothing on

underneath this dress when you were trying it on before?



Leifang:...This dress feels good against me



I look down into her lap. Her hand moves over more , flattening out, and concealing more, the

puffed up chiffon between her legs...



Olympus:....I‟m sure it does



Leifang:....Its a very long dress, Olympus



Olympus:...This is true



Leifang:....Nobody can see anything...(she tilts her head to one side)...I can change into

something else if you want?



Olympus:...No that's Ok...(I touch along her sleeve. The chiffon is slightly ruffled and delicately

soft)....This dress is so pretty...(smiles)...I‟m not complaining. I was just curious what that white

thing was, that‟s all...(smiles)



She turns back to the TV. I reach into the bowl and take two grapes. I nudge her shoulder so she

turns back. I hand her one grape, and then tap it with mine....



Olympus:...Lets make a toast, sweet pea



Leifang:...Toast...(her head tilts)..I don‟t understand?



Olympus:....Its just a bit of a thing we do over here in the real world...(smiles)...To the beautiful

dress....(I raise my grape)... and the delicious goddess in it



I link my arm through hers, tap grape to grape again, and take a bite from the grape in her hand.

She gets it and does the same to mine. We smile and kiss again.

Leifang:...What next, Goob?...(she giggles)



She looks at the half eaten grapes we each are holding. I finish off the grape in my hand, which is

the one she had just bitten. She does the same....Her eyes begin to sparkle with the idea of it, as

do mine....



There‟s some touching. I reach into the bowl as she does. She takes the first grape , the more

crimson colored than true purple one, and teases me with it, as if she is about to eat it all for

herself. As I get it I ask her to place a kiss on it before I send it down. She hesitates, but does and

watches with more contentment than unease, as it goes in my mouth. A soft kiss follows. I try to

remember the words for love in Mandarin, but realize she probably wouldn‟t understand it

anyways; So I simply feed her the next two grapes without a word...



Leifang turns and settles into me with my arm more around her waist than shoulder, between her

and two fluffy pillows. She changes the channel until she stops on some travel show...Grapes are

exchanged with lots of touching of hands. We eat and watch quietly



She motions to the screen and asks why that building is leaning. I‟m not up on my facts about the

leaning tower of Pisa enough to be anything but very general. She states that she would like to go

there tomorrow. I tell her it‟s in Italy and not really possible, Monday being a work day for me,

amongst other reasons.



Leifang take another grape and it slips from her fingers, falling into the folds of chiffon in her lap.

Its fished for and offered to me, slightly warmer, maybe only in my imagination, than the last

grape offered...



I become more aware of where my fingers are. My hand moves the chiffon very slightly up and

down along the side of her hip. The material slips so freely along all that hidden smooth flesh. I

keep confirming and reconfirming, that she indeed is wearing nothing underneath....no line at all.

I look to the white panties still sitting there balled up in the light of the TV.



Olympus:....I‟m glad we went out today



I take a grape and feed it to her.



Leifang:...Yes..(sniff)



She picks up a grape, takes a small bite from it and passes it to my hand



Olympus:....Where did you like best going today?



I pop the grape in my mouth. She turns briefly and we exchange another small passing kiss



Leifang:...The food store maybe...(she thinks and nods)...Where did you like best going?



Olympus:...The Asia market was interesting. If we started at Victoria Secrets, maybe that would

have been my first choice...But being here in bed with you now, is what I‟ll remember most about

today.



Leifang nods, then picks up another grape. A light kiss is placed on the deep purple skin. She

holds it out for me, but pulls it back as soon as my hand moves for it. The grape goes back to her

mouth, where she playfully touches it with more than just the tip of her tongue



Leifang:....I like being in bed with you too



The grapes disappears behind her small, yet full lips. She starts to giggle and chew. I put on an

exaggerated shocked face



Olympus:....Thief!



Leifang:...There‟s still other grapes



She nudges the bowl with her thigh...



Olympus:....So what?....(I point at her mouth)...that grape has got a kiss meant for me on it



Leifang:...Well, it's too late now



Olympus:..No it‟s not....give it back, thief



I begins to shimmy in closer...



Leifang:..No



she swallows it, and laughs. I nudge under her chin and she complies with he slightest pucker of

her lips. I lean in and kiss her, expecting it to be small, but her mouth opens and our tongues

begin to touch ever so slightly.



It can‟t help but escalate and soon there is more French in our kiss than there are in Paris.

Olympus, Olympus, Olympus, she says, Leifang, Leifang, Leifang, I echo. We sound like the

cheesiest movie script ever, but I savor every frame of it never wanting the scene to end. But a

small moan comes from her. It has a shade of displeasure in it, even though she seems just as

willingly lost to it all. And I begin to worry about how this will play out on Leifang‟s end if it

goes on much longer.



As I start to lean back, my vision becomes less blurred. Her eyes are still closed. I touch the back

of her hand...the right hand with the beauty mark on the back of the wrist. Again it‟s unsettling,

yet simultaneously exciting that the hand looks so similar to that look-a-like model‟s. I‟m aware

of the taste in my mouth, and I have to wonder if this were all a fantasy, which one I would want

to be living most.



Leifang‟s eyes open a crack. A gentle smile dawns between us. Her lips close and she seems to be

tasting the inside of her mouth as well. Her smile fades just a little



Olympus:...Sorry about that…I maybe got carried away



Leifang:…That‟s ok...(her eyes send off warmth)...It was interesting



Olympus:...Yeah...(goofy laugh)...what a sloppy kiss, huh?



She nods yes and reaches up to my mouth and wipes a little wetness off. “Sorry” she apologizes,

thinking it‟s her saliva there, which it probably is. I tell her there‟s nothing to be sorry about. I go

to kiss her again, but her head turns a little to the side...



I reach for a grape to offer, and it gets her face, facing me again...



Leifang:…Why is this like this?



I hold the grape closer to her mouth than her hand...



Olympus:...I‟m not sure what you‟re asking me?



She sticks her tongue out a little



Leifang:…It feels funny now



Olympus:...Because its a little rougher than your polygon tongue was?



Leifang:…Rougher?



Olympus:...Yeah, little bumps on it...(I turn the grape a little)...those are taste buds and

things...Before you tongue was not much more than an afterthought by some game

designer...(smiles)...Half the time Team Ninja didn‟t even have your mouth moving when you

were talking....unlike Soul Calibur



Her eyes grow defiant, but pale when she looks down



Leifang:…I don‟t know what Soul Calibur is?



Olympus:...Its another fighting game…(I wiggle the grape for her to take)



Leifang:…Oh...I thought so...(She looks down at the grape and away toward the TV and

back)....Where there many pretty girls in that game?



Olympus:...Yes...(I look down then up)...I even wrote a few of them into some fan-fictions of

mine.



Leifang:…Fan fiction?



Olympus:...Just a bunch of stories dear, nothing real... (shrugs)..Just forget about it



Her head turns back to the TV…



Leifang:…You wrote about other women?



I flinch back and smile at her....



Olympus:…It wasn‟t like that, Leifang.



Leifang:…Oh…(she nods vacantly)



Olympus:…No Honey, it was in a story I wrote about you and I struggling to be together. I had

you going to college, in the same dorm with Xianghua and Cassander...(I touch the grape to her

cheek thinking of it as my kiss instead)...Hitomi was more their friend. Even your mother and

father came into the story as well...(uneasy laugh)....It was just kind of a hobby of mine



Her eyes edge over to mine as I sit up…



Leifang:…Can I read them?



Olympus:...Yeah. maybe....(I look more at her)...Sure why not



Her face is still a bit too expressionless. I can tell she is still troubled by something else as her

head turns back…



Leifang:…What did my mother look like?



Olympus:....She was pretty...(smiles)...I guess you could say, you got your legs from her



Leifang looks over at the TV still thinking more than I‟m comfortable with. In my gut, I knew the

complex things such as, never have been in a womb, or what God to worship, couldn‟t be avoided

forever, but they should to be avoided now.



With her head turned, the waiting grape in my hand is near her ear. The opportunity and diversion

is there. I touch the grape along her ear and follow up each tap with a light kiss in the same spot.

The lobe is left for last and gets the most attention. I take it a bit in my mouth, teasing the flesh

with a gentle bite followed by an abundance of sucking. Leifang begins to laugh, and turns facing

me.



Leifang:...Eeeeeeew



Olympus:....I wouldn‟t say that....(I lean in to kiss her ear again, but she covers it)...Your ear was

good to me, Delicious.



She laughs…



Leifang:....But you‟re tongue is like the carpeting, Olympus…(she makes a face)



Olympus:…The carpeting?…(blink)… Oh I see, so this is more about how my tongue is, than it

is yours?



Leifang:…I‟m not sure… (The hand leaves her ear, than covers her mouth briefly. She giggles

some more)…I still think I liked it better before



I frown. “Oh well” I say. There‟s not much else I can add. I‟m a bit insulted. Leifang can see it

and turns away to watch the TV instead. I look at the TV too, but end up focusing almost

exclusively on the sheen of Leifang‟s white panties, all the way across the room…



A few seconds pass. Leifang rolls a little back and points at the screen. She asks me “what they

are doing”. When I look that travel show is still in Italy. Three barefoot women are in a big

wooden barrel making wine the old fashioned way…



Olympus:….They are making a drink called wine

Leifang:…With their feet?…



Olympus:…You have to crush the grapes to get the juice out…(smiles)…I‟m sure they washed

their feet before



Leifang:…Well, I wouldn‟t drink it…(she looks a little back)…would you?



I study the Italian women faces. All are attractive women who would look more at home walking

the streets of Rome than the countryside. One even looks like Marisa Tomei. I look everything

over again and begin to laugh…



Olympus:…Probable not…(blink)…I‟d probably get the batch those guys made



I motion at the screen and point out the two old men with purple feet standing to one side. It takes

a second for my joke to sink in. She giggles and turns back on her side to watch.



As my eyes scan along the curved length of her, I notice, for the first time, the white ankles socks

Leifang has on. Her feet are so tiny, which makes the yellow pom-poms on the back of the heels

all the more revealing and cuter. They really don‟t fit the style dress she has on, but somehow it‟s

so perfect.



I debate on taking the grape Leifang doesn‟t seem to want to take from me, and go slip off one of

those tiny socks. I could touch the grape to each toe and kiss each freely, without feeling the least

odd about it, like I would anyone else‟s foot. It would probably tickle her, which I kind of like the

idea of. But I decide it would be too much at this time….



I hug her from behind instead. Up on screen there are the same 4 women crushing grapes except

they are now in a new location…



Olympus:…Wow, they‟re still at it. This must be some kind of travel and wine tour program?



Leifang is too focused on the TV to immediately respond. I listen as the 4 women‟s feet make a

repetitive, rhythmic very wet sucking sound, plunging in and pulling out of the massive mound of

grapes they are standing in. Leifang head turns briefly a little toward me…



Leifang:…It looks so squishy



Olympus:…I bet it is…(I raise the grape and touch it to the back of her neck. I place a kiss after

in the same spot)… You know, if it were only you in that barrel, I would drink every drop of juice

you made



Her body shakes just a little, laughing to herself…



Leifang:… No you wouldn‟t, you Goob



I hold the grape in my closed hand as I hold her closer.



Olympus:…Yes I would…(kiss)…I‟d always be so stinking drunk I couldn‟t walk

straight....(kiss)…

Leifang:…Like Brad Wong…(laugh)



Olympus:…Worst than Brad Wong…(kiss, kiss)…Leifang, you‟d always be a very good year



Leifang rolls back into me, her eyes laughing as I upright myself. I open my fist and nudge the

grape up. She looks down at it and bends forward. I touch the grape to her lips, which opens and

finally takes it in, along with just a little tip of one of my fingers that offered it. My finger gets

lightly sucked on between a subdued coquettish laugh. Her nose twitches above my hand…



A new program comes on. We both look. My eyes wander from the TV to her abandoned

undergarment…I pull the hand back and suck on the same finger she had just had. There‟s really

no taste on the end of my finger, other than the idea of it. My eyes pan up her legs and stop at the

hips, imagining what is there under all that deep red chiffon. I continue on up pausing at the

breasts, at the face and then that adorable looped braid.



Leifang stretches and yawns, her bare arm fall on either side on the pillow, in a surrendering

position…I can hear the blood rushing in my head



Leifang:…Hmmm….(yawn)…Give me more



Olympus:…More?…(blink)…Kisses or grapes?…(smiles)



She opens her mouth like a hungry little bird.



Leifang:…Grapes…(she laughs)…I don‟t like kissing very much



Olympus:…Yeah…sure you don‟t



I reach into the bowl finding the biggest grape we somehow missed. She bites it in half, leaving

half for me. Her mouth closes and the lips pucker playfully. I lean in to claim my prize but her

head turns slightly as if she changed her mind. But our lips do ultimately touch as if they were the

most fragile things.



Leifang breathes so close. The scent of her breath is so real. She sniffs away at mine. My hand

moves up along her side and up onto her breast. I love the fullness, even though it is much less

than before. My fingers slip off before they are told to move…



Our eyes remained glued as I lean away. Leifang looks down at the breast I just touched. The

arms still remain raised on either side. Her face turns to the TV, distracted or pretending to be

distracted, by something she sees.



The half grape I‟m still holding starts for my mouth until I look even more at those surrendering

arms, so pale and soft, held up against my pillows, just waiting for some long overdue attention.





The juice runs from the bitten end of the grape. I hold it above the exposed underside of where

her left arm bends. A little drop falls. Feeling the coolness Leifang face turns sharply back to me.

I encourage more drops to come by squeezing and kiss and lick the sweet nectar off before it

can‟t run off her arm onto the pillow.



The absurdly of it all, both amuses and bewilders Leifang. It also tickles a bit. Still her hands

never interfere, and in fact her arm seems to open more, even if it couldn‟t be more open than it is.



Leifang:…So rough…(giggle)…rough, rough, rough…(giggle)



I stop to look at her briefly.



Olympus:…What you‟re complaining about my tongue again?…(I defiantly touch the wet end of

the grape to her, and give her a little lick just inches above the arm .pit)…You‟re going to find

that roughness pretty beneficial in a couple of days, Princess



Leifang:…I don‟t think so…(giggle)…carpet tongue



Olympus:…Carpet tongue?…(laughs)…Silence dummy



Leifang:…Dummy?…(she laughs)…I go to University



I lean back, drinking in every drop of the way she is looking up at me. She nudges her right

shoulder up, as if to say don‟t forget this one too. I reach into the bowl of grapes. The bluish light

flickers from the TV. The room goes from light to dark, to light again. I check again that those

removed panties have not somehow found the way back to her. I eat a grape straight into my

mouth before taking the next.



As look over, my eyes look at her left arm still with on last place to go. I touch and roll the grape

from the inside elbow all the way down into the arm pit and follow along in the same usual

pattern of kisses. At the end Leifang laughs hysterically and tells me to stop before it makes her

pee. Her true underarm is quite sensitive. Still I get a few more licks in before I stop, and I‟m a bit

surprised with myself as I retreat.



There is such joy in my woman‟s face. She sniffs the air again. For me there was no scent, no

perspiration, but as blinded by affection as I am, it wouldn‟t have matter if there were.



The tip of my tongue tingles as memory of something from the heat of the moment comes back.

My eyes go to the spot and there under her arm is the slightest bit of hair, which is to be expected.

It is a bit more fascinating to me than it should be, but it is, under the circumstance a reminder of

just how real her body was now. I smile and touch the area with my index finger moving the three

hairs around. Leifang‟s head turns. Her right arm lowers and her hand pushes my fingers off to

look herself. She sighs dismayed and covers over. We look at each other. A second or two passes



Olympus:…Cute



Leifang:…Cute?..(she makes a face)…I don‟t think its cute



I reach out and push her hand away, exposing the three hairs again, and touch lightly with my

finger. I lean in to place another kiss, but stop when I sense a different kind of unease



Olympus:….You‟re very lucky. There‟s nothing on your legs that I could feel either, and this is

basically nothing… (I smile at her)…Many women here have to shave constantly to be like you

are just naturally



Leifang:…Shave?…(she looks at her underarm, then back at my face)…Should I shave here

too…(her fingers touch under the arm)

Olympus:…No…(smiles)…there‟s so little, you could leave it, or just a few tugs with tweezers

would do…(laughs)…God Leifang back on the island you had none, but here you still basically

have zero body hair too.



She fusses a bit with what I wish I didn‟t point out, or make a topic. Her left arm lowers to her

side, closing off the view…



Leifang:..Do you have tweezers?



Olympus:….Yeah …(blink, blink)…somewhere



She nods. Her head turns back to the TV screen…



Leifang:…Its not zero…(she sighs and pouts)…There‟s so much



I connect the dots immediately. My eye drop down to her pelvis region and back to her profile



Olympus:…Well, that‟s completely normal



She turns her head slowly to me



Leifang:…Why is it there? Shouldnt it all be on the head?



Olympus:…I thought we already talked about this?'



Leifang:..Well, I don‟t remember…(shes look to the side)



I place my hand lower on her stomach, giving it a pat or two…



Olympus:…It just happens when you change from a kid to an adult…(shrugs)…When you can

have kids and things...



She nods and looks back up…of course she can not understand all what I just said. I she knew

how children were born here, she for sure would want to go back. I kiss her cheek...



Leifang:…Should I use the tweezers there too?



Olympus:….Tweezers?…(laughs)….Hell no Leifang, that sounds like something Christie would

do to get you to talk….(grins)…That would be torture.



She turns and thinks a bit



Leifang:….Well, do women here shave there too ?



Olympus:….Um…(leans back)…yes, some do, maybe a few too many these days.



Leifang:…Too many?



I shrug and look into the bowl of grapes, knocking a few loose ones around

Olympus:…I don‟t know honey. I think I‟d kind of like you as you are now…(I select a grape

and pull it out)…At least let me see things first before we decide.



Leifang:…We decide?



Olympus:…I know its your body, Leifang…(I nudge the grape up)…Still want some?



See studies the fruit. The serious face goes back to more playful…



Leifang:…Where is that going?



Olympus:..I don‟t know…(smiles)… Where would you like it to go?



She opens her mouth, but closes it when I just hold the grape where it is. She reads my face…



Leifang:…You don‟t want a kiss?



Olympus:…No…I do…(My eyes scan her up and down)…BUT



Leifang:…But what?



Olympus:…How about…(my eyes edge down to her chest then back)…you trust me a little here?



Leifang:…Trust you…(she smiles)…I trust you Olympus



I smile at her. It was such good thing to hear. I wanted her trust. I needed her trust. My eyes leave

her face and focus on the grape in my hand. I squeeze it a little and the purple skin ruptures more

easily than it should, offering what of itself is inside. The juices begins to flow



A few seconds pass. I can feel her watching me…



Olympus:…Hmmmm?…(My head tilts to one side I lower my ear to the grape)…this is

interesting.



Leifang‟s eyes widen. She pushes up onto her elbows. Her eyes go from the grape to my face, and

then back again



Leifang:…What is?



I hold the grape close to my ear as if listening. I nod and then hold the grape out, and start to turn

it slowly between my thumb and index finger…



Olympus:…This grape talks



Leifang:…It does?…(She looks at the grape, then at my face)…Fruit talks here in the real world?



Olympus:….Sometimes…(I start to laugh)…And you know what it just told me?



She starts to get it‟s a joke. Under her breath she calls me a “Goob”, and fall back onto her back. I

get a smile…I think she expect me to say something but I still hold back…pretending as if I‟m

too busy listening to my little friend

Leifang:…So what is it saying now?…(giggle)



Olympus:…Where it would like to go next…(I look over briefly)…I think



Leifang:….Oh?…(little laugh)…Why don‟t you tell it to just jump into my

mouth…(giggle)…the gooby grape



Olympus:….Now, now dear…(I put on serious face)…we must be kind. Just think of it...(looks

at grape)…this little thing spent all those days out in the cold damp rain, or under the hot, hot

sun…. It got loaded onto a truck and was driven all those miles away from home…What a tragic

existence…(I pretend to wipe a tear from my eye)…We could at least give this grape one moment

of final glory.



Leifang:…I just want to eat it



Olympus:….So do I honey…(smiles)…So do I



I look at the grape once more and laugh to myself…



Leifang:…So where now?



Her voice sounds playfully curious. I lower my ear and nod before looking over…



Olympus:…It said something about visiting a pretty nipple…(smiles)…and I don‟t think it

meant mine



Leifang:…A nipple?…(nervous look)…Those round things I got now instead of my stars?



Olympus:…Yes dear…(My eyes drift to her left breast for only a second or two)…I guarantee it

will feel quite nice…(wink)…the grape…(wink)…kisses…(wink, wink)…and my carpet tongue

and all



I get a vacant stare. Leifang‟s breathing is heavy, maybe even a little upset. It looks like a “no”,

but then she begins to sit up. She reaches behind her back for the zipper on the chiffon dress. It

catches a little and I offer to help. Thankfully she lets me.



Everything is so small, the zipper, her shoulders. The black strap of the bra shows as the fabric

opens midway down to her waist. She has such a beautiful back. I look for a clasp to undo, but

there isn‟t any. I remember then how it was in front, between the cups…those near see-through

cups. Just the thought of it makes my heart float like its Christmas morning.



Now zipper undone, Leifang looks a little over her shoulder at me. She nods as if to say that‟s

enough, and shimmies a little away. She then pulls one arm out at a time through the dresses arm

opening, always careful with the current hand free, to hold the dress secure in front from flapping

down.



I look at the tiny hand crossed over the heart protectively, holding the chiffon up. I start to move

closer, touching one of her hands, grabbing the wrist to gently guide it away. Her head shakes no,

and Leifang takes the grape from me. She still looks somewhat chased and scared, which is

unusual considering she was a fighter not so long ago….

Olympus:….It will be OK, Leifang...(I place my hand on her thigh)



Leifang:….Yes I know…(she flashes a shaky smile)…Goob…(giggle)



The lips touch. My hand glides over her wrist again. She giggles and momentarily covers my eyes.

“Don‟t look” she says and my eyelids close as I play along with her playful little ruse.



All seems good. I imagine just minutes into the future with my face nestling in close to her bare

breast, and the juicy taste of grape mixing with what her nipple felt like in my mouth. I‟d fondly

take in every detail of its magnificent form. The whimpers and coos that would surely follow,

would only encourage me to make more whimpers and coos happen, while reversing the “having

only been bottle-fed as a baby” hand that fate had dealt me.



More empty seconds pass. I hear something that doesn‟t seem to fit the fantasy. My eyes open

and Leifang is rolled onto her side, facing away from me. I can tell the front of her dress is

lowered down and she is just unfastening the clasp in the front of her bra, between the cups.



She picks up the grape off the covers in front, and even though I can‟t be 100% sure, she seems to

be touching and tapping herself lightly on the most raised part of her right breast, the nipple.



I touch her shoulder. Leifang stops and looks in profile, a little back over her shoulder at me...



Olympus:..Hey...(I kiss her shoulder softly)... you know, I can do that for you?



Leifang:...Yes, I know...(her shoulder moves slightly forward)



Olympus:..Well...(I touch my chin to her shoulder, resting it against it)…roll over onto your back.



Leifang:...Olympus, you promised not to watch..(she nudges back with her shoulder)



Her body leans forward, more onto her stomach. I lean away…



Olympus:..I did?..(My head tilts)...I remember you telling me not to look, not me promising

anything.



My voices sound a bit blunt, even to me. Leifang face turns away so that I can only see the back

of her head. She then shakes her head side to side....



Leifang:...Goob...do you want this grape or not?



I roll completely onto my back, looking up at the patterns in the ceiling. My mouth feels suddenly

dry



Olympus:..Yeah I do want the grape...(blink)...But I was kind of picturing this happening

differently



I listen. The bed-springs moan as her weight moves. I think she is sitting more up now. The

chiffon makes a certain sound as it is being put back on. I see a different pattern in the ceiling

starting to lift above the others.

Leifang silhouette comes into view to the side above me. I can see the grape in her little hand

coming closer and closer...She doesn‟t quite touch it to my mouth



Leifang:...Here…(she takes a deep breath)…I did what you wanted



I look as best I can at the grape, then into her back lit face....



Olympus:..It touched your nipple?



She touches the grape to my lips and seems to watch it there a bit longer than usual...



Leifang:...I‟m not telling…(She kind of smiles. Her head lowers a moment)…It may have

touched somewhere else



I look up into her shadow wishing more lights could be on. It‟s pretty much only the light from

the TV. I look at it beyond her, and once again, just where her panties in reality are, comes

sharply into focus… My head snaps back to her



Olympus:…Somewhere else?



Leifang:….Around there too



Olympus:…The breast?



Leifang:….Yes…(she raises her face and seems more amused)…my small, small breast.



Olympus:…Now lets not start that again. I love your breasts, Sweet-Pea



I start to say more, when Leifang taps the grape to my lips. She‟s asks when I‟m going to eat it. I

look down at the blurred purple thing between her fingers and open my mouth. Slowly, she slips

the grape in.



As I chew away, it‟s a bit of a sour grape. Soon the skin of the grape is all that is left. I move it

around my mouth, thinking about where it had been. A little movement from her, bring me back

into the moment…



Leifang:...Goob....(she sits more comfortably back)...So are you happy now?



Olympus:…I could be happier…(smiles)



A second passes. She leans over me, gives a quick kiss and sits back again...



Leifang:...Maybe later...OK?



I reach for her hand and hold it. For a while that is enough…



My eyes go to her right breast, then the left. Her hands are free because she has already put her

arms back through the dresses arm openings. I sigh. I notice that it is 12:42 a.m. and I know I

have to go to work tomorrow, but I just can‟t sleep...



Olympus:..So do I get another one?

Leifang:...Huh?



Olympus:..Another grape!...(I blink and smile.)...You have two nipples don‟t you?



Leifang:...Yes...(she sit back a little more)



Olympus:..Well?..(I raise one eyebrow)



Leifang:...But I already put my dress back up…(she touches the chiffon over her chest)



Olympus:..It's not zipped in back yet is it?



Leifang:...No



Olympus:..Well …(laughs)



She pauses, then reaches into the bowl...



Leifang:...You‟re impossible.



I lean up and watch the grape being lifted out...



Olympus:..Hey...I don‟t like to leave one of the twins out



She holds the grape up and giggles....



Leifang:...Close your eyes



I make a face....



Olympus:..Oh god...not this again?



Leifang:...Olympus!...(She looks stubborn and stern)



Rather happily and fall back into my pillow



Olympus:..OK, OK...see they‟re closed...(I close my eyes overly tight)...I won‟t move a

muscle…(heavy breath)...You win. I‟ll just lay here and wait



the mattress quivers as she goes onto her side again. I glimpse over at her exposed back and

shoulders. I wonder if I will sleep; simply sleep in the same bed with her tonight, and those

chances seem pretty good.



As she touches, she remarks about how the grape feels better on this side. I tell her that‟s good to

know and then recall how her left breast was also more of an attention whore back on the island,

even without the cherry on top. She doesn‟t understand what I mean by a cherry on top at first.



The second grape is delivered a bit more warmed by her body heat than the last one. I thank her

for it after it‟s gone. We kiss and she lies down beside me, where we both look up at the ceiling.

A safe conversation follows. At one point I place my hand down over her thigh. She doesn't seem

to find it there.



Looking over I notice she has made no attempt to slip her arms back into her dress. Her hands are

not always there to hold the fabric in place, except of course when she sit up once or twice.



She rolls onto her side. I hug her from behind as she watches TV.



1:30 am....finally my eyes grow too heavy to keep open. I snuggle in even closer behind Leifang.

She still is so wide-awake. Occasionally she asks questions about something she sees while

flipping channels. Any answers that come out of my mouth are now slurred grunts and groans, or

me grumbling about having to go to work in just a few hours.



The light becomes brighter through my eyelids. I think it must be dawn, a dawn coming way too

soon, but its really some program Leifang has finally settled on.



Wanting more darkness while I try to sleep, I start to roll onto my back. At that moment Leifang

reaches her hand behind her to shake me awake for some question she just can‟t wait on. The

intent is to get my leg, but with the proximity and timing of things, her hand comes in contact

with entirely something else.



I feel the investigative hand patting me down below in front as Leifang tries to figure out blindly

what she is touching. My eyes open as she partially turns, looking behind her to see just where

her hand is on me.



Once she sees where, her hand doesn‟t leave immediately. The face is full of naïve curiosity as

her fingers sweep and tap lightly over. Out of the corner of her eye, she notices my eyes are open

now and just watching. She laughs bashfully...



Leifang:...I didn‟t know...(She pulls her hand away, in front of her)



Olympus:…Yes.....(I nod and try to suppress the smile)...I guess you though I was still on my

side, beside you, huh?



Leifang:...Yes...(giggle, sniff)



Olympus:…It was just something accidental….(shrugs)…No big deal.



Leifang nods yes and turns fully back onto her side. She curls up more into the fetal position.



Leifang:…What does it do?



Olympus:…Are you asking what I think you‟re asking?



Leifang:…Please answer?



Olympus:…Ummm…(blink)…it does a bit what yours does…(laughs)…except I get to stand up

while doing that



She thinks a little and connects the dots, then looks a little over her shoulder…



Leifang:…That‟s not very fair

Olympus:…Maybe not…(goofy laugh)…There‟s more of course.



Leifang:…So if they do the same, why isn‟t yours like mine?



Olympus:…Because you‟re a girl and I‟m a guy.



Leifang:…That doesn‟t explain anything.



Olympus:….Maybe that‟s not enough…(blink, blink)…Look, Leifang I‟m not sure where to go

with this. You‟re still having trouble adjusting to your own body here, I don‟t want to add another

thing just yet



Leifang:…Well, I‟m tired of thinking



Her hand reaches behind, fingertips just touching once the empty spot on the sheets behind her.

She says nothing but its obvious she wants me to come fill that spot.



Laying flat on my back, I take a second to look at her from this small distance. Every molecule of

my self, warms at the sight and thought of this woman being in the bed beside me. As my gaze

follows the pleasantly curved line swooping down from her hIp to the tiny waistline, I reflect on

the journey so far with a sense of “real world” optimism I hadn‟t felt for years.



I roll back onto my side, and shimmy back over to where I belong. My palm rest against the side

of Leifang‟s hip as she plucks another grape from the bowl. She eats it a bit like a squirrel,

nibbling the skin off around the outside. It gets licked by her pink tongue....her wet, so wet tongue.

The half mangled grape is then held up to where I can get at it....and get at it, I do.



I love the way she looks at me. Once again, I don‟t think she expected me to take her up on the

her saliva dampened dare, but it clearly does something to her when I do. I start to feel a little

emboldened, as if we had already reached that place where this kind of thing was the

norm....Where each others bodies, might as well be our own.



Leifang lays her head down, her left hand returning to hold up the front of her dress, and quietly

thinking to herself. My hand moves along the outside curve down to the waist, pretty much as my

eyes had just done at a distance. From there, my touch ventures more to the back, and she enjoys

the brief descending back-rub. ...She has those slight, but wonderful dimples on either side of the

lower spine. A little below the line begins to form from where her two cheeks meet.



I move down, feeling for a panty line in back, where you would find a panty-line,...I do so, even

though I know there will not be one there. It‟s so soft and fleshy here. I more grasp her left cheek

than massage it. My fingers sink a bit into where the two cheeks meet. I release and pat and

explore more up and down the line....She kind of giggles...



Leifang:....Olympus...(the muscles of her buttocks tighten)...stop that



Olympus:...I can‟t...(I laugh and place a kiss to her shoulder)...Did anyone ever tell you, you

have a cute little crack?



Leifang:....Goob...(she pulls her hip a bit away)...It tickles

The back of her hip returns to where it was, just rubbing grazing to tops of my fingers. I proceed

to touch the roundness more respectfully. I tell her if she were my boss, I would kiss her ass any

day. The word “ass: doesn‟t go over so well with her, but she does joke back that she is already

my boss....I laugh as I reach across her, into the bowl. I tell her she already sounds a lot like the

women here.



The grape goes into my mouth. She rolls forward, opening up the space. I think maybe I crossed

the line a bit, and I reach for her shoulder to rub softly..



Quite expectantly, Leifang reaches behind herself. Her hand goes straight to my crotch. I‟m a bit

stunned as she tries to sample me, as best she can, through my jeans. Her thumb and index finger

press in along either side, moving up the length of it. Her hand flattens out and presses over...and

then she takes her hand back, to the front of her.



Clearly this time, this was no accident....



The muted ghost of her touch, lingers on. That part of me, which didn't really need any

encouragement, begins to swell for more of her attention....She begins to speak. My eyes snap

from the spot where she touched, to face more in her direction...



Leifang:...Olympus?



Olympus:...Yes...(swallows)...Leifang?



Once more her fingers only have to allude to the empty sheet behind her. I move in close and she

moves more into me, until every inch of her back seems to be in contact with my front.



The back of her hip where I had touched, lines up perfectly with where her hand had just been on

me. She pushes back with it. I‟m sure she must be aware of what part of me is steadily rising to

the occasion....



Its impossible not to imagine what this would be like if we both were just flesh to skin. The

places where the pieces of the puzzles where meant to interlock would be touching, or close to it.



Little sparkly things appear before my eyes...as my lack of sleep begins to catch up with me....She

coughs a little



Leifang:...What is it called?



My eyes flicker as I try to piece together what she just said....



Olympus:...What is what called?



She taps her hip back against me



Leifang:....This thing?



Olympus:...You mean your hip?



Leifang:...Not me...(sigh)...yours?

I laugh at my own stupidity and give her the basic clinical name for what she is inquiring about..



She nods. Her hips swivels in even closer against me. We remain like this for a while. I can feel a

slight shaking and then hear her giggling to herself....



Olympus:....Ok...(smiles)..what's so funny...Delicious?



Leifang:....Its name...(giggle)



Olympus:....Yeah I guess it is a funny name for it



I move my hand in front, over her stomach.....



Leifang:...Peanuts....(she giggles in an even more silly tone)...Peanuts



I begin to laugh...



Olympus:....No dear...(chuckles)



Leifang:...Huh?



Olympus:...You‟re not saying it right...(I place a kiss half on the chiffon and her skin)...Listen

again. I wouldn‟t want you to freak out if someone offered you a peanut-butter sandwich one day.



I repeat the correct word, juxtaposed to the word “peanuts”. Leifang can hear the word correctly,

before she can actually say it. After a few more tries, she finally can get her mouth fully around

it....and then we find ourselves in a odd kind of lull.



I feel her hip lifting away, and then see the rest of her following. She moves the bowl, slips off

the edge of the bed and goes into the bathroom....



I wait for her to come back. I wonder if she will tonight? The toilet flushes. The sink water runs

for more than enough time. This is no surprise. I know Leifang to be a be a very hygienic girl,

even from my programmed days back on Zack Island.



The door opens in the darkness and thankfully her weight returns. She is not as close though as

before, and I‟m not sure if this is intended...



Her hand reaches back. Instinctively I catch myself moving my front a little forward. She touches

more my zipper and quickly finds the metal end. She tugs a little at it, then withdraws her hand...



Leifang:....Olympus?



Olympus:....What Leifang?



Leifang:.....Are you asleep?



Olympus:....I‟m tired, but I don‟t think there‟s much chance of me sleeping now...(sigh)



She says sorry. I tell her she doesn‟t have to be sorry....

The graceful delicate hand returns finding my zipper. She asks what it is and I tell her even if it I

can sense it is not the real question.



Again the hand retreats. I touch her shoulder, but she neither comes closer or moves away. Its

more like she is frozen in place. My hand slides off her back as I try to think of something else to

say...



Leifang:....Olympus?



Olympus:..What Dear



Leifang:...Can you...(sigh)...oh poo



Olympus:...What Leifang?



Leifang:...Can you, take it out for me?



The sparkles return enough to make me question if I was just dreaming....Her hand reaches back

and opens...Her thumb then caresses lightly against each of her fingers down the line...



Olympus:....Um...(blink)....do you mean the..(laughs)...that peanuts thing?



Leifang:...Goob...(she looks briefly back over her shoulder)...Its not called that...(giggle)...You‟re

testing me...(she faces forward)...stupid goob



Olympus:....Now, now...(laughs)...keep calling me Goob, and I may just have to say no..(laughs)



Leifang:...Please don‟t...Olympus



I look down at myself and then at her waiting hand....



Olympus:....Are you sure....(blink)..Leifang?...Are you really sure?



Leifang:...Yes...(she nods)...I think I want to touch it..



As I begin to undo thing, my zipper sticks. I pull up, and push down to no avail. Leifang reaches

back and asks if she can try, and her hand is at the controls before I can say anything. The zipper

works for her, but she is not fully aware of the dangers and it violently juts down and back up,

nearly zipping me into it on the upswing. I know she was only trying to help, but I tell her I can

manage the rest on my own.



Some reservations loom. Its a bit too late in the game to be thinking such things...This was not

some violation. This was not just some fantasy spinning on a game disc anymore. I knew pretty

much as fact, that she was as real now as any women could be.



This also was not some weird pornographic thing either...There would be times even when a

minister‟s wife would touch her husband in the same ways I was about to be touched....



As I debate with the devil on my left shoulder, and my angels on my right, Leifangs hand

intercedes. Even with her head always facing straight forward, she still somehow is only touching

my partially removed clothing and avoiding all else. She hints at it not being enough access for

her, and that she wants it all further down and away.



I might as well just pull everything off than leave it halfway down the legs... I do, and everything

gets rolled into one bundle and thrown like a basketball off into the shadows at the foot of the bed.

It hits the floor with a muffled thud.



The air circulates around, kissing that skin with a cool anticipation. It punctuates just how much

the fuse is out in the open. Everything tingles waiting to be lit. I look down at myself, nothing at

all below the T-shirt until the socks. …Damn the socks, how stupid I must look to the Gods

above, but then they don‟t have Lefang‟s graceful, powerful and soon ultimately loving hand, just

a breath away.



I tell her “OK”. She nods and hesitates, before asking me to take her hand. I hold it in mine. She

rolls away forward slightly, and then asks for my help to place it there. It doesn‟t seem right at all,

even though I desperately want to feel her touch there. I release her hand back where I found

it...and reach over to rub her shoulder. The whole time, I‟m watching her breathing for clues



Olympus:…Honey...



Leifang:….Yes?



The little voice in my head wants me to state something obvious, that she wouldn‟t need my help

if she where so ready. My mouth even opens, but the bigger truth is I don‟t want to kill it entirely.



I wait leaving it all in the hand of fate.... and I hope the hand of fate would prove to be especially

kind to me this time. …..I sense her moving as the mattress sink slightly.



The first contact is timid and it‟s something like a butterfly fighting off a strong breeze, and

undecided if it really wanted to land. She lifts and lowers that part of me, until there is no contact,

and then lifts again. Her hand then fades away, long enough to make me think she is done with it.

But her touch returns, a little more curious and bold. I‟m raised up on the end of her fingers and

then her thumbs strokes back and forth from the opposite side, and occasionally press down. It is

something like a lovers touch, but not quite. I remind myself that I would be kind of an alien life

form to her, as much as her own body was to her. Her thumb moves over a pretty good spot and

my eyes start to flicker…



Leifang:… Oh my… (gasp)…it‟s not what I thought?



Olympus:… What..(blink)..Did you..(blink, blink)..Did you…(blink)… think?



Leifang:…It would still be like before ..(sigh)…with only a little more



Olympus:…Um…(blink)..well…(blink)…ummm



Each of her fingers lifts on it own, turning me just a little. I lay my head down on my pillow,

looking at the back of that beautiful neck and the way each hair moves in unison with her hair

pulled up like it is. Finding something interesting her thumb begins to repeatedly brush upwards

over it…Her head turns slightly, not enough to see me



Leifang:…Olympus?

Olympus:….Yes dear..(blink)…sorry, I forgot what I was going to say.



The hand move up and becomes more focused at the end, The way she holds onto me is

something like trying to pick up a shelled hardboiled egg from above. All the fingers of her hand

touch along the parameter, and glide softly up and off. She repeats twice more and then

regretfully pauses, before her finger wrap around it in a kind of a tennis grip.



Leifang:….Its really sticks out…(sigh)…doesn‟t it?



Olympus:…Yes it does…(blink, blink)…especially now



She releases and her hand sweeps a little over, before returning to hold on as before..



Leifang:…Does it?



Olympus:…Yes it does



Leifang:…Oh my…(sigh)…It‟s so different



Her grip tightens around it until I‟m aware of my own pulse. I tell her she needs to be more

careful with me like this in her hand. It makes it kind of hard to understand why she would

suddenly yanks it toward her.



Instinctively I push, away against her back, and my voice must be coming out a little raised…



Olympus:…My God, Leifang…(blink, blink, blink)….don‟t do stuff like that!



Leifang:…Huh?



Olympus:…You‟re not fighting Bass in the ring here!…(The stars of shock and pain sparkle all

around)…damn that hurts!



Leifang:…It hurts?



Olympus:…Yes



I drop my head against the back of her shoulder. Her hand seems gone but then there‟s a few

more touches, like that butterfly again. I push it a bit into her hand as kind of a signal to go

on...and she does.



Leifang:…Oh poo



Olympus:…What?



Leifang:….I hope I didn‟t break it?



Olympus:…Huh?..(I take a deep breath)…no, you didn‟t break it



Leifang:…But its…(deep breath)…softer…and



Olympus:…Well, you almost ripped the head of it…(laughs)…You scared it

Leifang:…Scared it?



I am lifted cautiously and her thumb begins to stroke around in various places…This time it is

unmistakably more a lover‟s touch than just a curious one that just happened to feel good.



Leifang:…Sorry



Olympus:…Its OK, honey…(I half laugh as my eyes slowly close, succumbing to the very

pleasant sensations)…Its really, really OK now.



Soon after she stops, which maybe is a good thing because much longer and things really would

have gotten messy. With the deep internal bliss making me feel like I could sleep for days, I raise

my head up to see as much of her face, and expression as I can.



Her head is, as it has been through this whole thing so far, faced away to keep her eyes away from

things. She has the hand that had touched me in front and she is looking down into it, touching

the palm with the fingers of her other hand. I kiss the back of her neck and thank her…She starts

to giggle, light heartedly…



Olympus:…Ok…(kiss)…what‟s so funny, goofy?



She shrugs and laughs, touching her palm a little more…



Leifang:…It was kind of like Tengu‟s nose..(giggle)



Olympus:…Tengu‟s nose…(laughs)…that boss from DOA2?



Her hand reaches back and holds onto it again, but very briefly. Her fingers then go to my hip and

uppers leg. She makes a remark about how hairy my legs are now, and then pulls on the back of

my thigh…She tells me to get closer because she is cold.



I hug her from behind, and again she moves the back of her hip to that place where she is

basically sitting in my lap as we both lie on our sides. We talk a little about nothing. She slips her

fingers off my leg, and pulls her hand back in front of her. Realizing that the front of her dress has

slipped down, without having her hand there to hold it, she quickly corrects. She looks up into my

face, questioning how much of her breast I might have seen in her revealing bra. She never asks

and I don‟t tell….I wish there was something to tell



My hand finds her waist and then slides across the texture of her dress, up to the side of her hip.



Olympus:…Warm enough now?



Leifang:…Yes…(she nudges her hip a little against me)…Olympus, shouldn‟t we sleep

now?…(giggle)



Her lays down on her pillow. The near empty bowl of grapes bothers her, being in front and

always being pushed so close to the edge. She shove it down near her legs, then pulls it in closer

to herself, but its not enough. I reach in front and take the bowl, placing it behind me….3 grapes,

just 3 grapes left, I think to myself, as my hand returns to her hip. My hand sweeps over

some. ...No panty line, no panty line...it burns so much now in my brain.

I begin to think about this one little thin layer of chiffon, and how it‟s the only thing between

those parts of me, and hers. My fingers glide down to where there is only her thigh to touch. I

remark that, unlike mine, her leg is so smooth. She remains very quiet and still. I look her up and

down. My hand begins moves up, pushing the chiffon hemline up ahead of it. Not surprising, it‟s

as nice a leg to touch, as it is one to look at. Her hand, comes awake, and finds mine, placing

itself over before things can go much higher…Her amazing thumb mimics the very intimate

touch from before on the back of my hand…



Leifang:…Olympus?



I slip my hand from under hers, back to myself. She pushes the hemline back down to where it

was…



Olympus:…What, Leifang....(sigh)



Leifang:…So why is yours so different here?



As soon as she mentions my differences, I‟m hyper aware of where it is. The light pressing of her

cheeks on either side. A roughness in the chiffon creating a good friction with even the slightest

movement. The urge to get closer builds. I imagine what it will feel like being enveloped by

her...in that place between life and death....blissfully moist and warm



I wrap my arm around her in front. I find the arm and follow it to her left hand, which is

positioned between her breasts. I lace my fingers through hers and hold it all against her heart...I

sense her ear close by. I nudge her braid out of the way with my chin, but it falls back into place

before I can take the lobe. I laugh to myself a little and take the misbehaving braid briefly

between my teeth instead. Letting it go I studying the weave against my lips.



Leifang nudges back with her a shoulder and playful giggle. I realize then that I‟m am drifting off

course, from the thing she just asked about me....I take a deep breath and begin to speak...



Olympus:...The reason I‟m different now....(yawn)....than how you use to know me is...



Leifang:...Yes?



Olympus:...Well, it does something...(blink)..I mean its not there exactly for looks...(laughs)



Her head tilts slightly toward me....



Leifang:...Why...(swallows)...is it there then?



As my mouth opens, there something about the way she turns away. With her so much in my

arms...I can feel the tightness building throughout her shoulders....



Olympus:...Are you a little nervous Leifang?



Leifang:...I don‟t get nervous...(sigh)...Goob



She looks down. Her right hand pinches and tugs at the sheets. The head turns. I get an uneasy

smile.....

Olympus:...You do know I love you



Leifang:....Yes....(she turns her face away)



Olympus:...I want you to always remember that...I don‟t take these kinds of things lightly....Even

when it was just giving gifts, I understood



Leifang:...I don‟t take them lightly either....I wouldn‟t be here if you did.



I look down and notice her right hand is not quite as finicky with the sheets as before.



As I lean a little back, my hand releases her hand. I slip my fingers out and touch lightly on the

back of her wrist, feeling for the little mole, until I remember it‟s on her other hand.



My hand shift up, more on to her breast this time than the back of her hand. With my thumb,

through the chiffon, I can sense where the lace border of the cup ends, and she begins.



Olympus:....You‟re always someone to me, Leifang...not a thing...(I kiss her arm)....In-fact...(kiss

again)....you‟re everything to me, Delicious.



Leifang:....Honey tongue



Playfully she nudges back again with her shoulder. It‟s not enough to shake me free, and that was

not really her intent.....But my body, almost with a will of its own, acts a long with the little scene.



I roll back onto my back, and just lay there, looking up at the ceiling. I yawn. I rub my eyes. I feel

suddenly so heavy...



Olympus:...My God...(yawn)...I‟m really going to pay ...(rubs eyes)...for this tomorrow at

work...(yawn)



Leifang:...Do you have to go to work?



Olympus:....Yes



Leifang:...Why?



Olympus:...Because we need the Zacks...(smiles)



I look over at her back. I think to myself, I probably would call in sick tomorrow, but then

remember an important appointment with a customer I had



My eyes grow heavier. I start to fade out...



Leifang:...Olympus?



My eyes open a crack....



Olympus:...Huh?...(yawn)..Yes, my love?....

Leifang:...You really should sleep now



Olympus:...Yes, Dear...(yawn)...yes Dear



As my eyes begin to close again, I try to remember if I set my alarm clock, and I‟m sure I did. My

breathing becomes a rhythm; the rhythm becomes waves on the shore. And my eyes open in the

dream.



I‟m following along the footprints, which have been left in the wet sand. They where made by a

woman‟s bare feet and sputter along, skipping and turning, in less than a perfectly straight line

toward an old fashion camera that is mounted on a wooden tripod. The tide is coming in. Some

crabs wash up on the beach and begin to scurry back.



I finally reach the camera, which is a curious thing of beauty with all its natural woods and ornate

engraved brass parts. It would not be a simple camera to operate, and I‟m not sure I can. It‟s like

what I use to see in old western movies. I familiarize myself with it, looking and finding the

plunger for the shutter and the large sliding glass negative holder on the side. I know you have to

stick your head under this curtain attached to the back to look through the viewfinder.



I lift up the cloth, expecting it to be a heavy canvas, but it‟s much lighter material. My head dips

under and it‟s too dark to make out anything. The viewfinder must be straight ahead I think.... but

there is not even a pin-hole of light to guide me to it...



As my eye moves a little closer, two similar objects press in on either side of my head, something

from above, holds my head in place from behind…. It feels like a trap, but I am too obsessed with

seeing how the world will be framed from within here…



A couple of loose fine threads, maybe from what‟s draped over my head, brush against an eyelash.

My head lurches back. I take a deep breath, expecting, musty canvas, old wood and varnish…but

its something else. The extremely mild aroma, somewhere between fresh walnuts, grapes or

pistachios and fish, scrambles the senses. It could be the ocean outside? I succumb to it scent

strangely warmed and gratified, just as I would to an apple pie just out of the oven, or freshly

baked bread or lasagna. My mouth begins to water curious about what such a smell would taste

like too…



The fabric slips over my head as I lean back out. The ocean smells are heavy with salt, seaweeds

and rotting materials, not at all like a few seconds ago…I look around. So many little crabs. All

their little extended eyes blink, waiting for me to do something…



My fingers move against each other. I‟m still holding onto the fabric hung in back of the camera.

The texture is familiar. The pattern is different as is the deep red color. I wonder why I could not

see through the viewfinder. It‟s then that I remember the plunger in my hand, and squeeze the

button down. There‟s a rattle and a click. My head goes back under and still no light. I back out

and take the fabric in back, lifting it over the front so that I can see what‟s happening…There

mounted over where the eye should go is a pinkish rose. The pedals are darker on the outside and

lighter toward the middle…I touch it with my finger and the flower responds by protectively

closing it‟s pedals into a tight bud…I try to coax it to open, but it looks too scared.



I rub my dream face and eyes and once the world comes back into focus, I have turned already

and walked away some distance. I look behind for the camera, still with that flower very much in

my mind. Even in the dream, I know it‟s a dream. Especially now, seeing the camera dancing

around as it is, stepping around the crabs moving about its wooden legs….



Leifang:...Olympus



My eyes spring open....my fingers move together. That texture again. I turn my sleepy head and

see I‟m am holding onto the a fold in Leifang‟s dark reddish chiffon dress



Olympus:...What?



Leifang:...I can‟t sleep…(she sighs)



I look across the room at the barely visible face of my alarm clock...4:10 am. Snow hisses across

the TV screen. I move the fabric of her dress, together between my fingers, revealing more

intricacies in the texture. One little white foot moves against her other little white foot as she

sighs again out of frustration.



Olympus:…I don‟t know what to say, Leifang. You will sleep eventually, maybe while I‟m at

work



She thinks and nods yes



Leifang:…Yes, I think so



Olympus:…Just close your eyes and rest at least that‟s something



She nods again and seems very still. But now I‟m stuck being like she just was.



I turn my head more toward her and lift up her dress, to see the back of her legs. The line between

where her legs meet is so graceful. I wish my hand could be sandwiched between, except higher

up where it's still hidden under the dress. How so soft and warm it would be, pressing in from

above and below.



I don‟t need to look down to know how much I was showing the world, my total wanting of her.

The pink pedals of that rose in my dream made so much sense now. I already knew about what

belonged to that look-a-like model. The flower was hers in disguise.



In my mind I can see that photograph of that model leaning back on the golf cart, so incredibly

open to the world, so breathy and that wanting look simmering in her eyes. The soft pale tones

and the slightly darkening pinkish brown shift in pigmentation around what should have been left

for only someone very special's eyes only…Not for countless strangers a mouse click away.



I wonder if Leifang‟s would be basically the same, like that mark on the back of both their right

hands, and even their faces too. I wanted it to be the same, but also not the same.....My curiosity

and longing builds even more intolerably strong.



The dress slips from my grasp and I watch how it falls over what I had just seen...This is a gift

that I could un-wrap and re-wrap a million times and still not ever grow tired of…



Olympus:….God, you‟re legs are amazing…(sigh)….absolutely gorgeous



Leifang:…Yes...(she giggles)...I know

I look her up and down full of thanks for my life. I think about what we had talked about tonight

and realize I never really told her how sex works here. This feels like as a good a time as ever, to

go over the basics…I clear my throat.



Olympus:…You remember that “peanut” thing?



Leifang:…Olympus it‟s not called a peanut…(small laugh)…Goob



Leifang reaches behind her, brushing her fingers across that empty spot in the sheets again. She

asks me to come closer, to help me sleep better. Her thumb repeats what it did before, sending out

an invitation by caressing the tip of each of her fingertips, one after the other down the line. The

delicate hand opens, ready and waiting.



I tell her it probably wouldn‟t help me to sleep much, as I roll over toward her. It‟s good to be in

her hand once more. Her touch is incredible, even though she is hardly doing more than just

holding on, and occasionally sweeping over with her thumb.



I lower my nose to her shoulder and savor the aroma against that of her new dress, like a wine

collector would his best bottle of wine.



Olympus:…You know…(kiss)…its goes inside you.



Any and all occasional finger motions stop. A few long silent seconds pass. She squeezes slightly

and almost releases me entirely…Her voice becomes small



Leifang:…Inside me?



Olympus:…Yes, my love…(kiss)…its basically how sex is done here.



Her head jerks up from the pillow…



Leifang:…Inside me?



Olympus:…Yes…(kisses bare arm again)…Please don‟t panic…(kiss)…Haven‟t I always been

very gentle with you?



She pushes herself up a bit more. It seems like she is about to say something, but hesitates instead

The upper body turns so that she can look at my face over her shoulder, but her gaze can‟t help

wandering a bit lower as she does so. Her face is calm. I think she maybe didn‟t see, or maybe it

would be no big deal after-all, until the right hand shoots up to the side of her face, to shield that

part of me from her view...



Looking a bit rattled, she asks me why I had to be inside her and what was wrong with what we

did before? I tell her we still can give gifts, but what we could give each other now would be the

greatest gift of all. I sound like a Hallmark card, but she likes it the more flowery and poetic I get.

The truth is though, its not just some act, it‟s really how I really feel about it....or wants to feel

about it.



I continue on, more dancing around the birds and the bees then confronting her with the bare facts.

She brings up the condoms I had bought the other day, now sensing they had something to do

with this all. She correctly suggests that I wear them over that, but mistakenly thinks it‟s purely to

keep me from having to touch her. I inform her, that if anything, I would much prefer to be in

contact with her the whole time, but shouldn‟t because of the risks.



The word “risks” sticks and sparks more interests. She asks a little more indirectly. I tell her the

condoms stop something that comes out of me, from reaching something inside her that she

makes.



She looks a little tense and asks if what came out of me was a fireball. I laugh a bit, its hard not

too. Between chuckles, I tell her no it‟s not a fireball that I‟d be shooting into her if I weren‟t

wearing protection. She sighs out of relief, then asks in a much more relaxed tone if its musical

notes, like the ones that use to rise out of her head when she liked someone enough to partner

with them for volleyball?



I look down at myself, defying gravity as I am, standing straight up and firm, like the trunk of a

sugar maple just waiting to be tapped. I imagine musical notes streaming out the end....and it

really strikes my funny bone. I begin to laugh uncontrollably as I slowly turn to look back up at

her. She though has lowered her hand and apparently has been looking straight down at that part

of me as long as I have...I let her look a bit longer then clears my throat...



Olympus:....Leifang?



Leifang:....Yes?



She turns to me a bit startled by my voice. Her wide eyes slip off mine and go immediately back

down to it...



Leifang:...Oh my...(Her eyes meet mine, then jump back)...Oh my...(blink)



She turns away abruptly, again facing away toward the wall and the TV...



Stress levels build in me, even though I already expected some kind of reaction like this the first

time. It also makes me a bit down and angry too...



Olympus:...I don‟t get it...You where holding it not too long ago. You had to have some idea?



I looks across as she nods yes. Her body seem smaller, and vulnerable, but mostly so, so distant.

The little voice in my head screams, “this is not the time to be leaving her on her own”.



I roll onto my side and shimmy in close, where I cradle her in my arms...



Olympus:...Sweet-Pea, are you all right?



She nods an unconvincing yes. Nearly a minute passes before her face tilts a little my way....



Leifang:....Where?



Olympus:...Where it goes?



She nods again.

As I‟m about to answer her left hand lifts off the front of her dress to touch near her mouth, which

open ever so slightly....”Is it in here?”, she asks followed by a nervous swallow.



The possibility of it happening that way too, puts me in a bit of a brain freeze. Swarms of

butterflies flutter through my stomach as my heart does cartwheels of utter joy in my chest. The

devil on my shoulder urges me to say “YES, that's where its goes”, while the angel on the other

side pings me in the ear to be absolutely honest about where it mainly should go...



Olympus:.....Yeah, ummm...(blink)... it can go in there too....(faint smile)...ahhh...(blink)...But



Leifang:...Oh...it can?



Olympus:....Yes...they even have a name for it. Kind of sounds Italian...(blink)...Do you want to

know what its called?



Leifang:...No...I don‟t think so...



Olympus:....Oh?...(blink)..well then...(deep breath)



Her face turns straight ahead where I can‟t see it...



Leifang:...I don‟t think I would care for that much, Olympus.



Olympus:...Yeah I got the idea already...(clears throat)



She turns her head and looks up into my eyes and must see what I‟m not doing a very good job of

hiding in them...Her face reflects something back, somewhere between anger and regret



Leifang:...You look mad?



Olympus:...Well I‟m not...(huff)



Leifang:...Do you want me to?



Olympus:...Should I be honest?



Leifang:...Yes...of course



Olympus:...Sometimes it would be nice....but not if it feels like I‟m putting a gun to your head.



Her eyes study my face. It could mean a number of things, both good or bad. A bit of the edge

leaves her eyes just before she turns away.



Leifang:....Oh....(her finger tugs up on the sheets in front of her)...I still don‟t know, Olympus



I look at her braids and the back of her head. I wonder how the conversation even got here and

have to rewind it a bit. Both the angel and devils on my shoulders remind me that what a person

will not do, can change in the heat of passion, once the other self took over.



Olympus:...Forget it, Honey

Leifang:...Forget it?



Olympus:....Well maybe not forget it entirely...(small laugh)...Lets just stick to the basics for

now...OK?



Leifang:...OK...(she turns again making eye contact)...Hitomi would



Olympus:...Huh?



Leifang:....She‟d do that to you



Olympus:....Why would you think that?



Leifang:...Because when we shared ice cream she use to say funny things about you



Olympus:....That was back on the island, Leifang. What I was then and what I am now are

worlds apart. She‟d probably be just as freaked out my body as you are now



Leifang:...I‟m not freaked out by your body...(she give me a defiant look....then turns facing

away)...And I still think she would...



Her head lowers some, which make me want to hug her even closer....



Olympus:...I don‟t care what some other woman would do to me. You‟re the only woman I want

like this



Leifang:...Really?



Olympus:...Yes...really....(kisses back of neck)...so what if a few pages are missing from the

book of perfect...(kisses again)...or even a few chapters



Leifang:....Chapters?



Olympus:....Sorry...don‟t listen to me....(hugs)...Lets just worry about the first bridge first. There

will be many for us to cross, not just that one



Leifang:...OK



Her whole body relaxes. We both let some silence pour in to clear our minds, just a little. I touch

her and she touches me, all rather innocently, which somehow feels incredibly sexy on it own....



Olympus:...So other than the possibility of the mouth...do you have any idea about where it goes?



She looks down her front. Her hand pats over her stomach and her index finger finds her

bellybutton beneath her dress. I tell her no, the bellybutton is not the place, then go off on the

subject of it being odd that she even had a bellybutton, considering why people had one to begin

with. Of course she can‟t understand this, and there is too much a danger of straying into the

mechanics and subject of childbirth... I decide to get more directly to the point now



Olympus:...You know I‟m different between the legs...and so are you

Leifang:...THERE?!



Olympus:....Yes there



She pushes up and look at that part of me. Of course not being a superhero, or some guy on the

internet writing about what a stud I am in a fan fiction, I have lost some momentum from stress

and worry, and it shows.



Leifang looks into my eyes kind of with a questioning look, like what is happening now?



Leifang:...It won‟t fit



Olympus:...It does Honey...believe me.



Leifang:...But I‟m so small



Olympus:...It only looks that way...(nods)...Please don‟t worry. We can take things real slow at

first



Leifang:...But my finger...it hurt



Olympus:...Your finger..(blink, blink, blink)...huh?



She leans a little back, then faces away quickly....”Never mind” she says. Her shoulder lifts away

from me a little forward.



I wait a few second before touching her arm and close the distance between us. I look a bit down

her front, seeing as much as I can see of it from this angle...



Olympus:...Which finger?



She looks a little my way half smiling at the way I‟m looking at her left hand. The left index

finger motions very slightly up....



Leifang:...I feel so stupid.



Olympus:... Please don't. It‟s your body and it‟s all new too you.



I reach over and take her left hand, raising it up to my lips. I make a point to kiss the back of that

finger gently twice before returning her hand to her....



Olympus:....I‟m so envious...(smiles)...such a lucky finger



Leifang:....Goob...(she blushes).....you wouldn‟t say that if you saw it



Olympus:....You‟re much too hard on yourself...my love. Everything about you would be

beautiful to me



Leifang:... Honey-tongued Goob

She turns her face and look down at the finger I just kissed. At first she seems a bit mesmerized,

and then there's a playful little giggle...



I touch through the chiffon, finding the muted depression of her bellybutton, and moving lower.

The fabric slips so freely over her skin, but catches in another spot with the slightest bit of texture

to it. I investigate more, trying to get a sense of what little seems to be there, is actually her hair.



Her whole body rolls back against me, which causes my hand to edge down further. I can feel the

beginnings of that other cleavage just at my fingertips. Her left thigh moves forward, pushing my

arm and hand away. She looks over her shoulder into my eyes. We kiss each other lightly on the

lips.



She then pushes against me as she begins to flip onto her other side. As she lies facing me, her

left hand still is holding up the front of her dress. Her right hand reaches out to touch and ends up

on my stomach. The fingertip dips into my bellybutton, which draws a cute laugh out from her

like the ones I use to hear so often in her polygon world. The hand begins to move down as we

both watch it get closer, but shifts directions before any real contact is made.



Her fingers twirl around the hair on my chest, under the T-shirt I‟m still wearing. She says that

she thinks its odd, but likes it somehow. She wants my shirt off and I faithfully oblige, sending it,

as well as my socks. Flying across the room.



Now I am completely nude before her, as a lover should be, but it‟s only half the picture it meant

to be. I reach over for the deep red dress lifting and flicking it up a few times, as a hopeful hint

she would be ready to take it off. She re-smoothes it out instead. And shimmies across, in closer‟

where she lays her head on my chest, listening to my heart.



It gets so peaceful and quiet. I think finally this chapter has ended, but like with most of this long

night I am wrong



Leifang right hand pats me where it lays, just beneath her chin. She then pushes against me with it,

as she tries to uprights herself. The bed sinks and quakes as she gets into position, sitting cross-

legged around my waist area. For several minutes she continues to study what‟s more-or-less

right in front of her, and then looks up at my face smiling warmly…



Leifang:…I think it likes me.



Olympus:…That‟s the understatement of the year, My Sweets…(smiles)



She looks at it and reaches over with her right hand, pushing it down and holding it there a second.

The hand comes to lift and it re-stands. She seems amused by this. Her left hand joins in, lightly

stroking mostly near the end. My eyes begin to close, internalizing the wonderful sensation of

both her curious hands being there. Just as I can see only a sliver of the world, I notice something

slip down.



My eyes open, looking straight at her chest. Her dress now, without any hand to hold it up, has

fallen some. I could tell her or do nothing. As I debate the issues with myself, the dress flaps

down revealing the whole left cup of her brassier.



Through the fine black mist of lace and shear material, a perfectly sized and shaped circle reveals

itself. I knew that this bra would show Leifang‟s nipples. Still the bra does a good job of not

giving away every secret and detail, some mystery was still being left to the imagination. I try to

figure out if it a bit more pinkish or brown and really can‟t tell. I know it‟s not too dark or light.



I start to feel the hands again and the want for more with her really starts to dig in and drive me

crazy…I look her up in down, the whole woman, drinking in every drop of her perfect profile. I

linger on what her hand, still basically unknowingly, are doing to me



Olympus:…You know…(swallows)…we could still make love, and you could keep the dress on



Leifang:…We could?



She didn‟t say no. I begin to smile broadly



Olympus:…Sure, I‟m dressed for it and so are you



Leifang:..I am?



She looks down and notices how her dress has fallen in front. She pulls up the flap to recover…



Olympus:…Yes..(I nudge my chin in the direction of the TV)…you‟re panties are over there. All

you‟d have to do is put one pretty knee here and the other here …You‟d be on top. I think you‟d

like it that way.



I pat on either side of me where her legs could go and move my hands up as if I were holding

them. Her eyes widen. She looks me over. Her hand moves over her dress…



Leifang:…But I don‟t know what to do



Olympus:…It doesn‟t have to be perfect. It just has to be us, Sweet-Pea.



Leifang sits a little back and again she looks me over. I know I may have pushed a little too hard.

I know I may have begged for it a bit too much too, but it was too late to take it back now

anyways.



She looks up and smiles. I sit up a bit sensing this could be a possibility, but she reaches over me

into the bowl instead and plucks out one of the last three grapes.



I watch her hand almost move in slow motion. The grape is shown to me as it stops, being held

over that overly eager erect part of me. She smiles and nods as she lowers the grape slightly. My

jaw drops open a bit.



With a swift jerk, Leifang pulls the grape to her mouth. She touches it to her tongue before

popping it into her mouth….As she sucks and chews on it she laughs playfully



Leifang:…Goobie



She caresses and pats my thigh, then quickly flips back onto her left side facing away from me

again….



A long few minutes pass. I lay looking up at the ceiling a bit stunned now being left alone. Just

sleeping now is out of the question. I look over at her back…

Olympus:…Hey, you can‟t do this. Don‟t you know there's a rule?



Leifang:…A rule?…(giggles)…what rule



I roll over to her and pull her by the shoulder so that she is laying flat on her back. We look into

each other eyes. She raises her head to kiss me, but I cover my mouth…



Olympus:…Ah-ah….(smiles)…no kiss for rule breakers…Stinker



I uncover my mouth and kiss her anyways. She smiles



Leifang:….Ok, what rule?



Olympus:…Its called the. .”You show me yours and I‟ll show you mine rule”



She studies my face a little



Leifang:…That‟s not a rule, Goob



Olympus:…Oh yes it is…(wink)



Leifang:…No it isn‟t…(giggle)



I touch along her arm and the back of her left hand…



Olympus:…Please Honey…(sad puppy eyes)…I could sleep much better with you lying here

with me nude too.



Leifang:…But I‟d be cold



Olympus:…No you wouldn‟t. We could snuggle under the covers. We‟d be really quite warm,

and you‟d still be cover too?



Leifang looks down at her dress, passing her hand over it. There‟s a twinkle in the eyes even as

he head shakes no. We tease and flirt a bit with much to interpret between the lines. Maybe I see

what I want to see; or maybe I'm just growing tired of this very slow dance going back and forth...



I reach behind me into the bowl behind my legs. The larger of the two remaining grapes ends up

in my hand. I hold it up before her eyes. She giggles a little and smiles...



Leifang:...No thanks. I already had enough.



Olympus:….Yeah…(smiles)…you‟re just full of grapes



Leifang:...Excuse me…(laughs)…I think you had more than me.



Olympus:….Oh really?…(kiss)…So the last two are all mine?



Leifang:...Do you still want them?

Olympus:….Oh...(kiss)…I want them



I redundantly nod yes, bringing the fruit to my lips, to place a kiss I meant for her to the deep

purples...I then lower it and touch it to her knee, tapping it lightly. Her puzzled eyes nudge

down…



Leifang:...What are you doing?



Olympus:….Grape improvement



I touch the grape a little higher up, above the knee.



Leifang:...Huh?



Her legs open slightly as the grape makes contact. I watch as I move it slightly under the hemline

of her dress…



Olympus:…Ok…(I look up into her eyes)…I half lied



Leifang:…Such a bad man



Olympus:….Not really…(laughs)…I was just thinking



Leifang:...Thinking what?



My fingertips just vanish under her dress. I tap the grape a few times to the skin. Her eyes nudge

down. She kind of smiles and looks confused.



Olympus:….I was thinking…(shrugs)…if I can‟t see, maybe my little juicy friend can have a

peek...(chuckles)



Leifang:...Goob…(She giggles)...grapes don‟t have eyes



The grape rolls up a little higher, tapping and lightly touching...



Olympus:….Then think of it as my kisses, Gorgeous



Leifang:...Your kisses?



The grape goes higher....The dress, because of my arm now rises showing a bit more what's just

above the knee



Olympus:….God, I wish I could be a grape right now



She giggles and closes her eyes. The bottom lip trembles. She licks her lips. It encourages me

more and I move the fruit steadily move up and up and up...Her eyes begin to open slowly



Leifang:...Olympus?



Olympus:...Yes, Delicious

She reaches down touching a part of my arm she still can...



Leifang:...That grape is getting a little too high. Don‟t you think?



I look soulfully into her vulnerable eyes. The chiffon slips over the back of my hand. I move the

grape up a little more, holding it to against her skin…



Olympus:…Don‟t worry…(smiles)…I won‟t go that far



Leifang:…Really?



I smile and begin tapping and pressing the grape around, moving it slowly and steadily higher…



Olympus:…Remember…(winks)…it‟s not just a grape anymore, it‟s my kisses too



She giggles and closes her eyes. Her left thigh relaxes and swings a little more open



Leifang:…Well, your kisses are still a little cold



Her finger interlock, with her hand lying passively over her abdomen…



Olympus:…The grape is still cold?.. That‟s strange; I would have thought it would be room

temperature by now?



She nods yes… There‟s a slight giggle.



Leifang:…It tickles



I nod to her even though her eyes are still closed. The grape goes more to the inside and up and

inch or so… It slides more than taps along the soft flesh



Olympus:…How about now…(smiles)…better?



Leifang:…Yes…(she nods)…that is...(deep breath)…Oh my



Olympus:…Good?…(laughs)



She breathes deeply and then nods yes.



We start to say less and less to each other. It‟s really not a time for words. I slip into a bit of a

trance, becoming the grapes motion, and the occasion touch of my finger to her leg.



I can see that motion of my hand under her dress. I think a lot about what is just about three

inches up. My eyes close…higher and higher and higher. Suddenly something more straight than

curly, softly brushes against a knuckle. My heart pounds in my chest realizing what it most likely

was.



Leifang:…Olympus…(swallows)…please



My eyes flicker. I look at Leifang, and her hands that are now swung out to the side; clutching the

sheets…It doesn‟t seem good.

Olympus:…Oh, sorry…(blink)…I guess I forgot myself a little there..(smiles)



The grape touches the safer parts of her leg on its retreat from beneath the dress, out into the open.

I hold it up for her to see. She looks uncomfortable at first, but then smiles slightly up at me…



Leifang:…Goob…(small laugh)…



Olympus:…Goob?…(laugh)…why am I a Goob now?



There‟s another small laugh…



Leifang:…What if it touched me there?



I look at the grape, and then back to her…I pop it into my mouth. She gasps and giggles. Her

hand reaches up and lightly touches my mouth, just before I send it down.



Leifang:…You wouldn‟t dare?



Olympus:…I wouldn‟t?



Leifang:…No Olympus…(she turns her head)…you wouldn‟t want to



Olympus:…Oh yes I would



I reach behind me and take the last grape out of the bowl. When Leifang sees it she looks like she

just saw a ghost and her head shakes no. Not wanting to force things too much, I almost just eat

the grape right then and there, to end all possibilities of the playful little game…But then her legs

move, opening even more of a space between them…



I am now stuck at a fork in the road. Which way to go? I know she kind of said no, but her legs

say something entirely different.



I decide to test the waters, just a little more. I nestle in close, stroking her hair and kissing her

cheek. The last grape touches her knee as tenderly as a grape can....



Olympus:...It‟s OK Honey



Leifang:...But its bad down there



Olympus:...Bad?...(I shake my head no, and sniff her hair just as I go to kiss her neck)...Leifang I

know what you‟re worried about. I know what a woman is like. You‟re worrying about nothing.



The grape moves under the hemline. Her eyes close



Leifang:...Oh Poo



I kiss her cheek one more time and prop myself up a little...



Olympus:...Just relax Sweet-pea, I‟m your greatest ally. Don't you know, I now exist to pleasure

you....(smiles)....right down to you‟re very soul.

The grape lightly touches what's just under it...Her thigh muscle tightens



Leifang:...Soul?...what's that?



I tell her it‟s the deepest part of her, like what in me treasures her more than even my own life.

Again I sound like a romance novel, and again every word of it feels every bit true.



Remembering how she said the last grape was cold; I warm the fruit a bit in the palm of my hand

before it returns to where it was...



Her question about the soul, begins to sink in, and although I‟m not particularly religious I find

myself asking God in the back of my head, if she was one of his children now too? It‟s a heavy

question to answer, and I knew I would.....we would ....have to try and find some kind of answer

someday.



I tell myself for now, of course she would get what every other human being would get. She was

real. She was flesh and blood.



I lose a bit of the excitement and joy of the moment, or maybe I just open my eyes. I look at

Leifang who is quite clearly struggling with what was about to happen, and I think about my role

in it....



Olympus:...You know...(swallows)...if you say stop at anytime....I will



I wait for some response and get one I‟m quite happy with. She nods yes, even though it still

seems a bit forced... Her arms go on either side of her head on the pillow, again in that

surrendering kind of poses....



The grape drags more than taps along her thigh. I inform her that where it goes, some day real

kisses would follow. Her eyes open a crack. As she watches me, I think she suspects that its not

days, but rather just minutes ahead, I‟m really talking about.... In my heart I hope that it will be

just minutes and not days.



Finally the grape runs out of leg. I lift it off briefly, as I make a final check for any rough spots on

its exterior. There‟s nothing there to disrupt or cause discomfort on any tender and expected

sensitive areas.



The grape moves more centers. A bit of hair teases at my fingertips, as the fruit makes contact.

Without even trying, it slips in just a little.



SUDDENLY....she moves so fast. And for some reason, instead of exiting her side of the bed,

she moves over me toward mine. Something, I think her knee, hits the back of my head hard on

the way over, knocking me down, face first into the mattress.





Seconds or minutes go by. I breathe in and out into the sheets. It smells too good to be where I

was laying. “What just happened?” I think as the fog begins to lift.



Slowly I push myself up. I look for her in the low lights, and find her a standing several feet away

on my side of the bed....

Olympus:...What the hell, Leifang?



I rub the back of my head...She folds her arms in front and taps her foot...



Leifang:...You‟re swearing at me now too?



Olympus:...Swearing at you?...(rubs neck)..”Hell” is not really a swear, especially when you‟ve

been kneed in the back of the head



Her mouth opens to rebuttal but closes. She shrugs and says “sorry” instead. I remind her about

the part where she could have said “No” at anytime and I would have stopped, but she still holds

onto an attitude that it was still my entire fault somehow.



We stare at each other in a small standoff



Olympus:...So why did you panic? Did it hurt you? I think it only went in about an eight and

inch



Leifang:...I don‟t panic



Olympus:...Really?...Could have fooled me.



She shrugs and looks a bit away. As her eyes rise she looks at my hand that had been under her

dress...



Leifang:...So what would you have done with ...(huff)...that?



Olympus:...That?



She looks away and talks in a small voice...



Leifang:...The grape?



I raise my right hand. My fingers are still positioned as if they were still holding onto something.

I search the sheets briefly around me for the missing grape, before I look back up....



Olympus:...You dared me, remember?



Leifang:...So?



Olympus:...So, I guess I would have done with it, what I did with every other grape you gave me

tonight



Her little white socked foot, stomps once on the floor. The little thump amuses me and it shows

on my face. I get a look of indignation



Leifang:...You wouldn‟t dare?



I sit back a little and laugh to myself...

Olympus:...See, you just dared me again.



Leifang:...Goob...(she steps a little back, appearing to shrink some)...I wouldn‟t want you to



My hand feels through the covers. I pull them back...still no grape



Olympus:...Well, if it made you that uncomfortable with me eating it after all that, I wouldn‟t

have



Leifang:...Really?



Olympus:...Yes really!...(serious expression)..This isn‟t some power game



She thinks about things. Her right hand swoops down over that area of herself, and she touches

herself briefly through her dress. I wait for the hand to leave before I say anything...



Olympus:...Ummm...(blink, blink)...I did mean what I said about the kisses. I mean even if I did

eat that grape, what‟s the difference?...I mean if I was kissing you there.....ummm...you know?



Wide eyed, she looks up into my face. I expect her to say something but she just listens as I

continue...



Olympus:...I have no apprehensions at all about doing that kind of thing to you. Come to think of

it, didn‟t we go through this whole thing before, back on the island?



Her head tilts slightly. Her braid bobbles, as she seems to be trying to remember.



Leifang:...Like you say all the time...we‟re not on Zack Island anymore



Olympus:...Yes, that‟s true. But you wouldn‟t let me do it there either, at first. ..(I lean a little

forward)...But once I did...(smiles)...man oh man...did you ever....



Her eyes flare-up for me to stop saying more. I pause with a playful wink.



Leifang:...I know how I was...(she looks down)...But I didn‟t have one of these...



Her finger brush over her lap region...My hand taps more to the edge of my side of the bed, still

searching for the missing grape. I get on all fours and crawl to see onto the floor in front of her.

Still seeing nothing, I look up....



Olympus:...Having “one of these” is really the whole point of doing that, Leifang.



She looks down and shrugs. Then pulls out the side of her dress, letting it float back to the side of

her legs...



Olympus:...Many women here love how it feels. I‟m sure many of them worried a bit about what

you‟re worried about.



Leifang:...So?



Olympus:...So...(shrugs)...you‟re not alone. ..(blink)...You know many guys won‟t even try it.

You have a guy who wants to...(nervous laugh)...It would be so much more exciting for both of

us now…much more then it ever could have been before.



She looks a bit up. It feels a bit odd with her looking at me, almost judging as if what I said was

wrong.



I look down at the floor. I think I see something by her foot and point to it. It turns out to be

nothing. She asks what I‟m looking for, and I tell her...”the grape”



Her foot moves side to side feeling for it as well. I shift to the side checking more toward the foot

of the bed. As my fingers touch, one of them feels a bit moistened. I sit back, trying to figure it

out. My index finger taps the tip of my tongue. Its tastes a little acidic and is mildly pasty, but

otherwise indistinct. I then bring it to my nose. There‟s a bit of grape, but what‟s most

predominant is so unmistakable hers. I linger a bit on the scent, like a hungry wolf on the trail of a

plump deer in the dead of winter. The tip of my tongue tingles now with this revelation....



I lower my finger before she can notice, just in time...



Olympus:...Find it yet?



Leifang:...No



I watch her foot hypnotically moving along the dark floor. I close my right hand trying to resist

it…



Olympus:...God you‟re so beautiful



She looks up like she heard it all before, but then her defenses break a bit and I get an open

smile....Her face lowers and her foot continues the search...



Leifang:...So?



I nearly tell her she‟s beautiful; to all the five senses, and now with the bit of the preview I had

gotten, I know it‟s not just flattery. As seconds go by, I say nothing and just smile contently,

thankful for the woman in my life....even with all the troubles that I know will come with it.



Olympus:...Forget the stupid grape, Darling



I flop back and outstretch my arms to her. She looks at them seriously at first and then giggles...



Leifang:...What are those for?



Olympus:...Hugs...(smiles)...Just come to bed. I want to wrap them around you and squeeze you

tight



She thinks then shakes her head no....



Leifang:...No thanks...(she smiles)...that sounds a lot like one of Basses grappling moves?



Olympus:...Do I look like Bass?...(I laugh and move my empty arms a bit)...Wait, don‟t answer

that.

She looks me up and down, at my totally naked disadvantage....Her head shakes no and she looks

down at the floor...



Leifang:...What about the grape?



Olympus:...If I find it I‟ll throw it away....(I wiggle my fingers)...Come here.



Leifang:...You‟ll throw it away...(her hand goes to her hip)...promise?



Olympus:...Yes, yes...I‟ll respect your wishes...(wiggles fingers again)...even if it could have

been the sweetest grape I ever had in my whole life...(wink)





Her eyes narrow....



Leifang:...YOU PROMISE?!



Olympus:...Oh God...(wiggles fingers again)...Come to bed, Sexy....I‟m freezing here!



Her foot stops. The eyes look mischievous and happy...



Leifang:...Sexy...that sounds like a trap?



Olympus:...Just stating the facts, my dear....But I honestly just want to hold you.



She comes closer with her legs just touching the side of the mattress....



Leifang:...Freezing....you don‟t get cold



Olympus:...Only without you...(the fingers wiggle again)...my love



Her arms fold in front. She huffs as if there was still ground to protect...



Leifang:...Honey Tongued Goob



I reach out across the sheets....



Olympus:...Only if I had that grape, could you really call my tongue that, Delicious.



She rolls her eyes. Her knee goes to the mattress and she leans forward to get back onto the

bed....All seems good until the look of sheer terror suddenly takes over her entire face....



Leifang leaps back and spins all at once...landing on her feet facing away from me.



Leifang:...Oh Poo!…Oh Poo!



Her voice cracks with fear. I sit up extremely alarmed



Olympus:...What is it Leifang?

There‟s no answer. She stomps her left foot and then her right



I fear the worst, thinking maybe something unforeseen was happening due to her transition from

polygon woman to real woman. Not sure if I am losing her, a lump shoots up to the back of my

throat, ready to turn me into a weepy fool. I start to move for her, as if I could stop whatever was

happening...Her head snaps around...



Leifang:...Stay away from me



Olympus:...Huh?



The angry face turns back. She lifts up the front of her dress and looks down. Her hand, moves

underneath...



Leifang:...Ouch, ouch...(Her hand pulls away. She looks down again)...Oh Poo



I start to settle in still not sure of anything, but beginning to sense something far less serious was

happened....



Olympus:...What‟s going on Leifang?



Leifang:...Its inside of me



Olympus:...Huh?



I get another stabbing look over the shoulder….



Leifang:...What do you think?



Olympus:...The grape?...(I sit up)...the grape? Is that where it is?



Leifang:...Stupid Goob...why did you have to....Oh Poo



She faces away and jumps up and down. I fall back laughing so hard that tears fill my eyes



Olympus:...Holy crap...you almost gave me a heart attack…(laughs)



She gives me a dirty look. The front of her dress lifts up again. She tries get at things with her

finger, I think, but whimpers in pain. The left foot stomps. The right foot stomps. She tries

jumping on one leg at a time....



Leifang:...Oh Poo…Oh Poo



I roll over and crawl through the sheets closer…



Olympus:...Honey relax



Her worried face turns….



Leifang:...Easy for you to say

Olympus:...It will come out. You‟re not exactly hollow inside anymore.



Her face turns away. The dress lifts up and she looks but tries nothing. She shakes her head no…



Leifang:...It keeps going in deeper



Olympus:...Well you did that with your finger didn‟t you?



Leifang:...No



Olympus:...Well, whatever...Want me to try and get it out for you?



Leifang:...NO!



Olympus:...Ok...no…(I sit up and lean back into my pillow)…I‟ll be right here if you need

me..(small laugh)



Leifang:...Your finger are bigger than mine



Olympus:...Who said anything about using a finger…(chuckles)



I get “the look” again…



Leifang:...Its not funny..(huff)...fresh



She turns around and mumbles something about me, which I probably deserve for teasing her. I

try to get serious



Olympus:...It really won‟t come out?



Her head shakes no



Olympus:...Calm down baby



Leifang:...Just don‟t touch me



A tinge of sadness show in my eyes….



Olympus:...OK..ok...don‟t get so mad.



She jumps up and down and looks down between her legs…



Leifang:...Oh Poo



Olympus:...Its going to be alright Honey



Leifang:…How?



I begin to think about what I know. Unfortunately I‟m not exactly an expert about women there.

Being only a few days old in this world, Leifang was still a virgin. Maybe there was some way

the grape really was stuck. There was a membrane involved, wasn‟t there?

I try not to worry as much as she is, but it‟s getting hard. I then remember the recent experiences

of a coworker. Enthusiastically, I pat the empty place beside me….



Olympus:...Lay down on the bed



Leifang:...But you‟re there



Olympus:...I‟ll move...( I roll off the bed and stand near the opposite end of the bed)….See I‟ll

stay over here



She looks at me, and the place I had just been



Leifang:...Ok



She lies down stiffly with her legs closed



Olympus:...Now listen very closely. This woman at work just had a baby. She use to have to do

these exercises called the Kegel exercise.



Leifang:...Had a baby?



My eyes shut. I shake my head no…



Olympus:...Lets not go there for now. Just do as I say and we‟ll have that baby…(blink,

blink)…I mean grape out of there in no time



Leifang:...OK



Olympus:...Spread your legs



Leifang:...But you can see?



Olympus:...No I can‟t. With all the shadows in here, it‟s going to be too dark under your dress



She thinks, and then pulls her legs up. The knees remain closed and touching



Leifang:...Like this?



Olympus:...Yes that‟s fine..(blink)..for now.



I try to remember the next step. The anxiety builds in the air…



Leifang:...What now?



I motion with my hands



Olympus:...Ok now I want you to imagine the grape



Leifang:...Imagine the grape?

Olympus:...Yes close your eyes



Leifang:...OK…(Her eyes close)



Olympus:...Now picture the grape in your head. Sense where it is



She nods. The head tilts…



Olympus:…Can you sense where it is?



Leifang:...Its so high up



Olympus:...Don‟t stress about that. Just listen and do as I say



Her head shakes no…



Leifang:...Stupid Goob



I stand up more straight…



Olympus:...No more calling me stupid, Honey



She obediently nods yes



Olympus:...Ok, now imagine that grape is moving



Leifang:..Moving?



Olympus:…Yes, honey…and you‟re going to picture those muscles of yours are like the waves

of the ocean pushing it out…pushing it out…pussshing it out



My hands move left to right like a hula-dancers. After a while, her pelvis starts to lift off the

mattress…



Olympus:….No not the legs muscles…(I upright myself)…Those other ones



She opens one eye…



Leifang:…Those other ones?



Olympus:…Yeah…(blink)…the ones inside…(blink, blink)…you know there



Leifang:…Oh…



Her eye shuts. Her head turns to the right, its turns to the left, the eyebrows raise and lower…She

huffs



Leifang:…This isn‟t working



Olympus:…Not working huh?…( I think some more)…Maybe think of the grape as something

you don‟t like?

Leifang:..Something I don‟t like?…(her eyes roll up and come down)….Can it be Tina;s head?



I start to laugh….



Olympus:…Sure..(smiles)…Now lets get Tina the hell out of there, shall we?



Leifang:…Yes



She nods. Her eyes close tightly. Minutes tick by. She lies very still as if nothing is happening at

all…



Leifang:…Oh….oh…(deep breath)...my



Her legs drop open wide. I look into the shadows under her chiffon dress unable to see anything. I

look up to Leifang sweet angelic face, still deep in concentration



Olympus:…Is it working?…(blink, blink)….Is it coming out, Leifang?



There‟s a hollow popping sound. ...Theeeeewunck



The next thing I know I‟m laying flat on my back, my ears ringing and Leifang standing over

me….



Hours Later...Monday Morning - In my department



Joe comes back with a cup of Joe. As soon as he sits Steve throws a rolled up piece of paper at

him. It‟s the usual game that give the sales reps some ammunition and leverage on my department,

so that they can continue to put all their stuff in wrong and expect it a day ahead of what they

rightfully have expect. JoAnne says nothing, but Sarah as usual is there to remind those two

clowns to be more careful



Steve looks at my empty seat…



Steve:…Looks like Mr. Punctual is going to be late this morning



Joe:…Maybe Olympus has today off?…(Nudges chin toward wall)..Go check the calender



Sarah swivels in her chair…



Sarah:…He‟s not scheduled…(she looks at my empty chair)…But I have good idea why



JoAnne, gossip central….looks up. She asks about what Sarah is hinting at, and at first Sarah is

tight lipped about everything. 9am becomes 10 am. The boss comes around asking if anybody

knows where I am…JoAnne has me under some 18 wheeler, watching tragically as the gas from

my leaky gas tank inches toward sparking wires. The boss is more concerned about his sales flyer.



After the boss leaves, Sarah turns facing my other 3 coworkers…



Sarah:…I saw him yesterday

Joe:…Where?



Sarah:…At Marshalls



Joe:…Marshalls?



Steve:…Hey there's a GameStop next to Marshalls isn‟t there?



Joe:…Hey yeah...(He makes his hands look like guns and pretends to shoot at Steve)



Steve:…Bet he got the new Call of Duty.



Joe:…Don‟t think so man...Oly‟s not one for first person shooters



The two guys start to go off on videogame talk. For a while, both of the women‟s eyes bounce

between them as if watching a tennis match...



Sarah:…Well I don‟t think he‟ll be playing many games now



JoAnne:…Why?



Sarah:…He was with a girl



JoAnne:…Yes and?



All th eyes gravitate toward Sarah...



Joe:…Was she pretty?



Sarah look straight at Joe…



Sarah:…She was OK, I guess...(she turns back to her keyboard and types a line full of

typos)...Yeah, she was pretty....Very pretty



Steve:…Now is that pretty, pretty?….OR pretty to another girl, pretty?



Joe:…Good question man…My sister once got me on a date with one of her friends. She said she

was sooo pretty….Man, talk about false advertising



Sarah spin around....



Sarah:…This girl would be pretty to anyone….(she spins back to her Mac, and looks over at my

empty chair)…I guess Olympus is planning to ask her to marry him



JoAnne:…Marry him? I didn‟t even know he was going with anyone



Sarah:…Well he is going to ask....(she types away on her keyboard)...And he's probably with her

now. I think she just came over



The guys look at each other. Joe turns and leans in closer...

Joe:…Came over?…From where?.... What „s her name?



Sarah:…Lei…Lei…something?...(she shrugs)...From China I think



Steve:…Leifang.?...(laughs)



Sarah:…Yeah that‟s it



Steve:…Oh come on?



Sarah:…What?



Steve:…You mean the girls name really is Leifang?



Sarah:…Yeah..I think so. Why did he ever mention her to you?



Steve:…Look up there…(he points to the Dreamcast era, Leifang figurine standing on top of my

computer)...I mean he always plays her in DOA



Sarah:…My God….(her jaw slings open)...I thought the way she did her hair kind of looked

familiar



Joe:…Damn…so he‟s got the girl even dressing up like her?



Steve:…Hey…if you had a girl you‟d have her doing her hair purple



Joe:…Haaa....Ayane doesn‟t do it for me anymore....(shakes head)...I‟m back with my original

girl...(smiles)...Ariel



Steve:…The Little Mermaid?



Joe:…Yeah man....the hottest thing ever out of Disney!



Steve:…Agreed...(he high fives Joe)....I‟d love to have a peek under those shells of hers



Joe:…I‟d rather be Sebastian the Crab when she got her bottom half



Steve:…Natural red head...way cool



Joe:,.....No man....shaved cool....hair so 1980s. What are you, your father?



JoAnne:…HELLO!...(huff)....girls in the room



Both of the guys look at the highly disapproving smirks on both the womens faces...



Joe:…Ooops



The both start to laugh as they apologize...



Sarah:…Seriously...what's wrong with you ass-clowns? She‟s a damn freaking cartoon!

JoAnne:…Yeah...why don‟t you two get a real girl like Olympus?



I over hear a bit and enter. I turn my back and hang my coat quietly. I try to nonchalantly cover

the lefts side of my face as I turn...



Olympus:....Hello



Sarah:…Good morning…(she bends ands stains to see what I‟m hiding)...Holy crap what

happened to you?



Olympus:....It‟s a long story



I move my hand...



JoAnne:…Olympus, your eye?



Olympus:....Yeah, yeah…its pretty black. The doctor in the emergency room said there‟s no real

damage...(shrugs)...But it still is a little bloodshot and hard to focus with



Sarah:…Did she hit you?



Olympus:....No..(chuckles)



Sarah:…What did it?



Olympus:....A grape….believe it or not



JoAnne:...Is grape another way of saying you put your stupid face over the champagne bottle as

you uncorked it



Olympus:....Huh?



JoAnne:...You know, like celebrating you impeding marriage to Miss Hotty



Olympus:....Sarah?!



Sarah:…Sorry Olympus, it kind of slipped out



Olympus:....Oh well (shrugs)



Sarah:…The boss was looking for you



Olympus:....Yeah I saw him on the way in….Any thing else?



Sarah:…Not really. Its kind of is slow today. By the way your meeting this morning was

cancelled and rescheduled by the customer



Olympus:....That‟s good…I didn‟t get much sleep last night



Sarah:…I see

Olympus:....Not for those reasons Sarah. She‟s an old fashioned girl.



Steve:…So you got a picture or anything?



Olympus:....Not yet...(I turn to Sarah)...Look I need to run into the bathroom and put something

cold on this...(points to eye)... if someone calls...



Sarah:…I‟ll tell her to hold



Olympus:....Thanks



The work day goes so slow. It hurts especially after having come in late knowing I would be

going home much later than my usual time. Just as 4:30 the boss comes along and ask about my

black eye officially and then ribs me about why I‟m still doing here? Joanne mentions about my

fiancee, which makes the boss strangely effervescent He congratulates me and walks me almost

out to my car . “I hope you bring her in sometime?”, he asks. “I will”, I reply. As I pull away I'm

not sure what just happened. My boss never was particularly friendly unless you just made him

some money.



35 Minutes Later...



Leifang open the door before I can. She is wearing one of my T-shirts again like a dress. The

sight of her bare legs soothes my soul so much after day that felt like it would never end at work...



She looks at my eye, still looking a sorry as when I drove her home from the emergency room.

Half laughing I tell her its alright. She says she so sorry. I tell her she had nothing to be sorry

about, and that it was me that was being a bit too inconsiderate and pushy. She asks a bit about

my eye and gently touches around the darkened areas. Playing through how and why it happened

makes me start to laugh before she does...



I use the bathroom and find her in the kitchen counter when I get out. I‟m a bit surprised to find

her doing what she is doing...



Olympus:...Oh my...(smiles)...are you cooking?



Leifang:....Yes...(she smiles over her shoulder)....I hope you like it? Its something Ayane and

Kasumi use to make for us.



She moves and when I see it, I make a bit of a face...



Olympus:....Oh...(swallows)...Sashimi...(blink, blink)



She can read my face all too well...



Leifang:....You don‟t like it?



I look down at it like it would be more a duty to eat then a joy. Even so I can tell the pure white

slabs were arranged with great care to look like a woman's fan...



Olympus:....Very pretty Dear...(looks down and swallows)...but, sorry to say, I don‟t really eat

fish

Leifang:...OH?...(Her eyes open wide. She looks down at it, then back up at me)...But you bought

it?



Olympus:...For you, Love...(sorry smile)...You said you wanted to try...And you still should still

enjoy it. I‟d be really OK with just a sandwich



She pouts a bit...



Leifang:...Won‟t you at least try a little?



I look at the fish then her profile, waiting for me to agree...



Olympus:...I don‟t know, Leifang



Leifang:....Please?



Her eyes nearly beg. My heart begins to sink and tug. At that moment I knew I‟d probably eat a

dust ball from under the refrigerator if she asked me too. I nod a cautious yes.



She picks up the dish, and raises it to her cute button nose to sniff. When she gets close enough

she raises the dish for me to do the same...



Leifang:...How is it?



Olympus:....Not to bad. Very fresh



Her eyes close as she samples again...



Leifang:....Its not like the other fish



Olympus:....That‟s salmon...(shakes head)..Salmon is really strong and fishy



Leifang:...Yes it is...(she raises the dish near my nose again)....but this is not as strong?



I sniff and again and what there is....is so extremely mild.



She lowers the plate and picks up a small portion with her chopsticks. It comes closer and closer

to my mouth, which still doesn‟t want to open despite my heart telling it to grow up and just do

it....



The moist cooled fish brushes against my bottom lip....I sniff the air a little, not getting much of

anything...



Leifang:....I thought it smell was...



She makes eye contact with me. Her eyes drop down and her head shakes no....



Olympus:....Thought it was what?



She watches as she touches the white flesh again to my mouth...and then looks up and smiles

Leifang:...I thought it was a bit like me



On impulse I take the fish in my mouth. I almost gag, just because its what I usual do with fish.

But then I just think about what she said....I smile down soon after I swallow.



Olympus:...I doubt that could be true



Leifang:...Oh...(she giggles as she takes a slice for herself)....But I think it is



Olympus:...But if it were even half true, there wouldn‟t be anymore left. They all would have

been eaten into extinction long ago



Leifang:...Goob..(she giggles)....It doesn‟t smell like almond tofu



I pick up a slab with my finger and wolf it down. I then scoop her up into my arms. Carrying her,

I start to head for the stairs. Leifang looks down to her left and then her right....



Leifang:....What are you doing, Olympus?



She loops her arms around my neck. We just look into each other eyes, knowing. I put my right

foot on the first step...



Olympus:...If you wouldn‟t mind...I‟d rather skip dinner and just go right to dessert?



I start to climb. Leifang touches my black eye. She leans in and kisses the injury and giggles a

bit...



Leifang:...You look like a panda bear...



She finishes a small laugh off with a peck on the cheek. I get to the top and back through my door.

I lay her on the bed and go to the chair to take off a few things. As I talk to her I hear some

motion behind me. As I turn I notice she has my pillow face forward pulled up against her with

one of her legs on either side.



Down to my boxers I lay at her feet. We talk a bit more. She confesses to me she still feels quite

anxious, which I can already tell. I touch her foot and rub the back of it, until it slips from under

my hand.



She shimmied her pelvis and hip about, pulling her left leg far back and then the other. She then

holds the right leg out to me with her panties slung around at her ankles.



Leifang:...I took a shower before you came home



Olympus:..You did, did you...(small laugh)..So what can that mean?



She giggles but looks a bit scared. I smile as I slip the panties off, placing a kiss to the lace before

I hold it out and let them fall to the floor



Olympus:...I wouldn‟t care if you were camping in Mongolia for two weeks...(wink)..I love my

woman so much

Leifang:...Goob..(she hit me a bit with her right foot)...well I care



Olympus:...Yes...(I grab and bring her foot closer, kissing the back of it)...I know. Everything

about you is so squeaky clean, good.



I look at her and then the pillow. As I reach to take it down she motions for me to stop, then turns

to take a bowl from the night stand beside her. It‟s slid to her side. Her right foot pushes it further

down, between her and me. I expect grapes but its sliced peaches instead. Each slice it‟s so thinly

cut, like a soft blade of a knife.



The pillow flops down on its own and I finally see what I had just barely touched the night before.

She stiffly asks if it looks as it should. I tell her it's much better than one should ever look. As

with everything she is more than gorgeous here too. With my heart pounding so hard in my chest,

I admire her as she is for quite some time, talking to reassure and comfort her, while occasionally

touching mostly her hair, which complements things so well...



Without a word, I tug up and twirl a bit, then reach into the bowl to take a slice. The peach is

quite juicy, maybe too juicy. I kiss in inside of her knee and then the inside of the thigh. She goes

to closer her legs, but I hold them back with so little force required. Her eyes close waiting for the

inevitable



what was meant to happen, happens next. She is much more comfortable with the peaches being

involved at first. But as soon as the raw sensations begin to rule, a peach is no longer required.



Her hand reaches up and almost violently clutches and holds onto the pillow on either side of her

face... The pelvis raises and lowers, guiding things where she wants them. The rose-pedal lips

open with a breathy moan as she reaches down to run her fingers through my hair. It‟s all erratic

and impulsive. To say she really likes what is happening to her would be such an understatement.

I'm so happy I could cry



Things escalates the more things go on... and any fears that may have existed about me entering

her, soon bow down to an unexplainable need of just wanting me there.



Our first time making love doesn‟t honestly go that well. The condom takes too long. She is a

virgin. There‟s always a little pain somehow, now matter how I try to avoid it. In the end it affects

me more than her, not wanting to do this to her, and things end rather prematurely.



A bit of her blood is spilt on the sheets. She asks a lot about what it is and why?



For sure, I think, knowing this was not even her world, or her way of doing things...she might

never want to try again. But the next day fortunately, proves me so very wrong.



The second times starts the same way...more peaches. There is less discomfort for her. I‟m still a

bit overly cautious at first...but then it just feels good, maybe way too good. It end prematurely

again but for other reasons.



The third time happens the same night. The whole beginning part is skipped to just the basics.

Leifang gets on top. Every thing goes so well. She finally lets me take off that T-shirt and

bra...Now with us both all out in the open, wonderful things are happening to her; And I‟m sure

she is not wise enough to the games of this worlds to be faking them

Later as we cuddle...she says things that make me suspect that the condom may have broken. I go

and check...and it did.



SLIGHTLY LESS THAN TWO WEEKS LATER



Saturday morning....no work and its a good thing. The bedroom feels much hotter than it should

be. Doing what we are doing, and for how long, we both are getting pretty sweaty.



She collapses with her face pressed against my chest and then she slips off me....



Leifang:....Oh...my...(she fans herself)...Oh my..(fans some more)...hot, hot hot!



Olympus:...Holy mother of God...that was....(blink, blink)...absolutely amazing



Leifang:...Hmmmm...



We lay side by side for about a minute when she rolls back and rest her head against my chest.



She looks up as I look down...



Leifang:...Olympus?



The micheivous little laugh waves like a big red flag...



Olympus:...Oh God honey....You have to be kidding? I don‟t know If I can



She draws a circle around my nipple and then plants a kiss on it...



Leifang:...For me?



Her finger pats lightly over my heart...



Olympus:...I‟d love to but...that was number 5. I‟m not a robot, Goofy



Leifang:...Only six times...(pouts)



Olympus:...Only six?...(smiles proudly)....My God the effect you have on me , you succulent

little peach, you



Leifang:...But I like it...(pouts again)...I want more lover



Olympus:...Yes...I get the picture...but



Leifang:...I want you...(smiles)



Olympus:...And I‟m yours...anytime....I just need a break...(I turn to look at her)..Maybe in a

couple of hours?



Leifang:...A couple of hours...(pouts)...Oh poo

Olympus:...I will Honey....Maybe we should get up and eat...(smiles)...Say, did we even eat

dinner?



She shakes her head no and lays very still. I touch along her back and comb her hair, now undone,

with my fingertips.



Theres a long tortured sigh...



Leifang:...Oh I guess...I‟m hungry too...(She starts to sit up on the edge of the bed)...Oooops!



Olympus:...What?



Leifang:...Nothing...(She looks down at herself then back at me.)..I‟ll be back soon



her head snap forward. She looks around the floor for something, and finds one of my socks, that

she holds between her legs as she scurries out of the room.



I listen to the sink run. The toilet flushes. The sink runs again. As usual she takes forever in the

bathroom, but if anything I‟m only intrigued by it.



I feel her footsteps coming across the hall, and then on the bedroom floor. The mattress sink

slightly and then she begins to hold me...



Olympus:...Everything OK?



Leifang:...Yes...(she nods yes, then giggles with a bit of blush)...There was so much



Olympus:...Oh....(I look down at the top of her head)...We really should use something you know?

You know what I said about kids?



Leifang:...Yes...I wouldn‟t mind



Olympus:...Wow, so it doesn‟t scare you so much now?



Leifang:..I wasn‟t that scared...(she looks a bit up)...was I?



Olympus:...I guess not anymore than any young girls finding out the facts the very first time.



She lowers her face...



Leifang:...If other girls here can...so can I



Olympus:...You know...(nervous look)... kids are a pretty serious step



Leifang:...And you wouldn‟t with me?



Olympus:...No...I would...its just. well...I‟d like it to be just us for a couple of years before...you

know



Leifang:...I would love to have your baby

Olympus:...You always surprise me these days...(small laugh)



Leifang:...Besides...(she looks a little up again)...It feels better without that thing on doesn‟t

it?...(Her head lowers)...It does for me



Olympus:...Yeah I‟m not a fan of the condom, but its complicated



Leifang:...How so?



Olympus:...Well...kids just don‟t go away. They‟re there the rest of your life...(I pat around her

shoulder)



Leifang:...I still like it better without..(she hugs me a bit around the waist)...I like when it

happens



Olympus:...Me too...Me too...(looks up at ceiling)....Remember that thing I told you about

marriage?



Leifang:...Yes....(small laugh)...I would



Olympus:...Huh?



Leifang:...I love being here now.



Olympus:...Did you just say yes?



Leifang:...About marriage?



Olympus:...Yes?



She nuzzles her face in closer and places a tender kiss ...



Leifang:...Olympus, I wouldn‟t be doing this with you if I was going to say no



Olympus:...Holly crap...(holds her tighter)..So you would?



Leifang:...Goob...you ask a girl to say yes too many time....(her left hand is held out for me to

see)..Do I get a ring or something?



Olympus:...Oh my god...(laughing with joy)...we should celebrate…shouldn‟t we?



Leifang:...Sevens a good number...(giggle)



One Week later….



Walking across the crowded parking lot, I can feel summer coming. The automatic doors slide

open. I read the signs above the aisles and find what I‟m looking for near two gossipy women. I

have to ask one of them to move. She looks at me like I didn‟t belong where I was, and silently I

kind of agree. The other woman though calls me a sweet guy for what I‟m doing.



The line waiting to pay is ridiculously long. I get in place, slowly moving up. Along the way I

find myself amongst the gift wrappings. I spot a bright yellow gift bag on an above shelf and grab

it. It comes with a pretty ribbon. The other box I‟m holding fits perfectly inside, so I decide to get

it as well...



Someone, standing too close, bumps me from behind...“Olympus...man, how yeah dooo‟n, man?”

The voices sound so familiar. I turn around to see who it is, and it is exactly who I thought....



Olympus:...Sticks...damn it, Sticks...(shakes his hand after shuffling what‟s in my hands

around)...What brings you back to town?



Sticks:...Same old, same old.



Olympus:...The band break up again?



Sticks:...Yeah man...we sure could use a good bass player again.



Olympus:...I haven‟t played for years



Sticks:...Yeah, but...damn you were good



Olympus:...I don‟t think many people like to dance to 7/4, Sticks



Sticks:...Yeah, I hear you. People eat up the junk these days. Its still a trip being up on stage

though



Olympus:...Yeah, I think about it from time to time



Sticks:...Say. Would you still like to jam a bit? I found this guitarist who is not a complete D-bag



Olympus:...Yeah...I guess jamming could be cool. You still got my number?



Sticks:...Sure do. Us drummers always need a good bass player, you know



Olympus:...Thanks Sticks, but I was no Jaco



Sticks:...Say...you still play DOAXVB?



Olympus:...Not so much. I got the new one



Sticks:...Man, what were they thinking about the boobs on that one....bounce, bounce

bounce...(laughs)



Olympus:...Yeah...it was a major let down



Sticks:...Still playing your girl?



Olympus:...You mean Leifang?



Sticks:...Who else...(laughs)



Olympus:...When and if I played, yeah. What about you....still an Ayane freak?

Sticks:...Who isn‟t...(laughs)



The line edges up a few steps



Sticks:...Hey, remember that chick I copied for you...The one we thought should play Leifang in

a movie? Did you catch her new photo shoot?



Olympus:...Lin Si Yee?



Sticks:...Yeah...man...(laughs)..Man you even remember her name.



Olympus:...Yeah I saw them



Sticks:...She looks like she put on some weight. ...kind of soft all over...and her boobies got so

much bigger too.. She‟s looking even more like she could play Leifang , don‟t you think?



Olympus:...No...(smiles)..I‟m pretty sure Leifang would look more like her when she did those

golf course poses...Or better, when she posed topless in the black bikini bottoms



Sticks:...No man...she was too skinny. The body now is so Leifang...maybe not the face as much



Olympus:...Lin Si Yee is around 28 or 29 now.



Sticks:...Is she?



Olympus:...Yeah, do the math



The line moves again. An old lady behind my friend looks disgusted....



Sticks:...Man...I hope she does a photo shoot doing a guy soon before I could care less



Olympus:...I hope she never does that. I hope she finds someone who loves her and gets her out

of that crap. ..(turns and faces forward)...Or maybe she gets herself out of it. I never want to see

her with another guy. Honestly why would I want to see a woman I think is pretty, doing some

clown for hire



Sticks:...She‟s for hire, Man...



Olympus:...Well..I hope for her sake, not that way. ..(looks back)...That girl should have been

just a model or something. I mean I liked seeing her nude and all...but...God



Finally I get to pay. I place the yellow bag next to the box of Maxi-Pads side by side. Of course

the Maxi Pads have a problem registering a price and the clerk has to hold them up for some guys

to go check the price. I wait, feeling like more eyes are on me then maybe there are. Sticks starts

to laugh out loud...



Sticks:...Hey...those for you..(he points at the pink Maxi pads box)



Olympus:...No...(laughs)

Sticks:...Hmm pretty little yellow gift box...(he nudges me)...what you bring Leifang back from

the island and she‟s having her period or something?



Olympus:...Maybe I do..(small laugh)



Sticks:...You wish...(laughs)..I mean not the period stuff...Leifang would would probably punch

your lights out for just looking at her wrong during that time of the month...I mean, look at what

she did to the poor old guy on the train.



Olympus:...Leifang would be ok..(shrugs)...during that time of month



Sticks:...Sure, sure....(He laughs and motions toward the pink box)...So anyone I know?



Olympus:...Like you said...Leifang



Sticks:...Man...get a real girl..(laughs)...So what's her name?



I shrug my shoulders as we turn to exit. The sun streams down...the sky is so, so blue above. I

smile like the happiest man on Earth, which is really not that far from the truth...



Olympus:...Did I tell you , I‟m engaged now?



He stops short, then catches up to me



Sticks:...Wow man....I knew buying a chicks sanitary napkins for her was serious, but not that

serious



Olympus:...It is



Sticks:...She pretty?



Olympus:...Yes...very. But she‟s much more than just that



Sticks:...When‟s the big day?



Olympus:...Ummm...there‟s a bit of red tape. She doesn‟t have a birth certificate, or a visa....It‟s

kind of complicated for now



Sticks:...So she‟s not from the states?



Olympus:...No



I raise my key chain and unlock my car doors...



Sticks:...Wow...is that Solstice yours?



Olympus:...Yeah...it‟s a fun car. More fun in the Summer when I can put the roof down



Sticks:...Damn...life‟s been good to you since I‟ve been gone...(he stoops a little down)...Man, is

that her in the car?

Olympus:...Yeah...



Sticks:...Can I meet her?



Just then the passenger side door starts to open. One shapely leg and foot in stiletto heals steps

out, followed by the other. Leifang gets out. Her braids bobble in their ultra cute way. She is

wearing a bright red cheongsam that I had just bought her.



Sticks mouth drops open...freezing as if someone just hit the pause button on him



Leifang comes close to my side, holding onto my arm with both her hands. I pass her the yellow

gift bag with the feminine product inside. She lifts on her toes and we exchange a brief kiss....And

then she waits to be formally introduced to the former drummer of my former band...



Sticks shakes his hand, and is still looking at where her hand touched his, as Leifang goes back

into my red Solstice.



He looks into my eyes, deeply shocked



Sticks:...Its her!



Olympus:...Huh



Sticks:...Lin Si Yee, man...LIN SI YEE!



Olympus:...No it isn‟t Sticks



Sticks:...Yes it is Man....How the hell did you pull it off?...Damn she even more gorgeous in

person. Damn I wish she‟d take that dress off right now



Olympus:...Um..Sticks...you know this is my future wife you‟re talking about



Sticks:...Oh...yeah....sorry Man...(He gawks at her silhouette through the tiny rear window....You

do her yet? She good in bed?



Olympus:...Sticks...you‟re a friend of mine. I‟ll pretend you didn‟t just ask that



Sticks:...Oh...yeah...Sorry man....Damn, she‟s gorgeous



Later that night ....I‟m watching TV with Leifang. She suddenly turns and asks me who Lin Si

Yee is? It seems she had overheard a lot of what Sticks had said, especially that name...



I explain to her how I use to play the volleyball games with that guy, Sticks and how we once got

into a discussion about which we would have play each of the DOA women in a movie if we

could cast it ourselves. Stick had shown up one time with a burned disc with images of this model

Lin Si Yee



She wants to see. I warn her that this model often removed all her clothing and showed

everything, including her most womanly parts...



She still wants to see. We go up to the computer. I give her a link to an old place that had some of

her safer photos I had placed to show another friend...

( http://img241.imageshack.us/i/slinkylsycopyke2.jpg/ )...to copy and paste and then hit return.



The image of Lin Si Yee comes up, smiling her ultra sweet smile, topless but hiding her bare

breasts behind a strategically placed arm, and in black bikini bottoms.



Leifang sits back. She touches her face....”Oh my, she really does look like me”



She hit the forward button. She sees the golf picture..."Oh my! Are you sure I wasn't here before?