Roped into teaching a “Lesbian Talk” seminar for the local lesbian populace, Reina is convinced it’s going to bomb - even though she is the most talented, experienced, and sexiest woman possible to do the job. Just as she’s getting used to the idea, however, her worst nightmare arrives: her wife, Aiko, coming to taunt her with everything she keeps beneath her clothing. Will Reina’s seminar head south as she cracks under the sexual pressure, or will this master of “shimoneta,” or “dirty talk,” end up giving the greatest demonstration of her short career? Whatever happens, Aiko volunteers to help.
“SHIMONETA.” takes place on May 13th, 2013.
Excerpt:
“But how do you meet these people once you’re in the same room together?” Kotoha tugged on one of her pigtails. “Because I never have any idea what to say.”
Reina shrugged. “Depends on your personality and the context. In our
situation, your biggest bets meeting people by chance are gay bars and
meetings.” That’s how Reina met over half of her 450 sex partners. “And
in gay bars, women are looking for companionship, right?” Right. Of
course. And it seemed most of the girls agreed from the way they slowly
nodded and turned away, embarrassed. “In that case, it helps to be
forward. Assuming it fits your personality.” Reina was the queen of
forwardness. She could go into any lesbian bar and convince almost any
woman to have sex with her.
“Even somebody like me?” Kotoha pointed to her feminine pigtails.
“Why not? We butches can’t do all the work, you know.”
That elicited a few more chuckles than usual. Reina got an idea and took a step forward.
“Here. I’ll show you how to flirt.”
Before
anyone could object, Reina walked over to turn off the lights and leave
everyone in darkness, save for when she turned on one low light above
her audience. As dark as a bar. All
that was missing was the thumping of music too loud to hear people
over. Or as Reina liked to think about it, loud enough for her to
covertly flirt beneath.
She
slinked through the rows and sat in an empty desk next to Kotoha, who
registered her presence with a small start. The others either turned or
leaned forward to watch the Master of Seduction in action.
“Did you
come here all alone?” Reina asked in her soft, easy voice. “Or is
somebody not paying attention to you?” She painted a gentle smile on her
face – fake in her own mind, but one she had practiced over decades to
come out looking genuine. She maintained a respectful distance from
Kotoha. Experience taught her young femmes didn’t like being crowded so
early in flirtations. Older femmes and butches of all ages though…
Kotoha
shuffled in her seat. For someone thrust into the spotlight in the
middle of an awkward lesson, Reina commended her for not running away.
“I came here alone,” she said in a whisper. The edges of her mouth
pulled into a giddy smile.
Reina scooted her chair closer. “You look like you could use some company.”
Kotoha covered her mouth.
From
there on Reina resorted to her foolproof methods, from inquiring about
Kotoha’s life to offering her free drinks and cigarettes – both of which
she declined. Kotoha gradually came out of her shell, the grin on her
countenance bigger than the ego Reina stroked with her subtle
compliments and sly suggestions. As the minutes wore on, Kotoha’s cheeks
became pinker and her body shifted in the arrival of sexual arousal.
Reina wrapped her arm around the back of Kotoha’s chair, leaned forward,
and whispered into her ear, “Do you understand why what I’m doing
works?”
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