==== Chapter Two: In Miniature Land ====

==Visiting the Boys ==

It’s Saturday. The week off did Johanna well, but she’s dreading having to go back to school next week. Thomas had invited her over for two o’clock.

Thomas opens the door for her and formally shakes her hand. Good manners, but she would have preferred a hug. “Hello, I’m glad you came.”

“Hello. As promised, a parent-free zone? I’m not in the mood to deal with parents of classmates after what happened.”

“Come on in first. No, no, as I said, they’re never here on the weekends.” Johanna smiles cheerfully.

„And who did you say is visiting?“

“Come with me, I’ll introduce you to the others. You know Sören from class 11b. He turned 18 last week, the old repeater.”

Sören seems as shy here as he does at school. But he looks cute with his blonde hair, and unlike the somewhat skinny Thomas, he looks like he works out regularly.

“You probably haven’t met Leif yet. He’s an apprentice in my parents’ carpentry shop. And then there’s grandpa Malte.”

Malte rolls his eyes, “If you can already be a grandpa at 27.”

Malte is the only one with long hair, all black. He kind of looks like a student and has a bit of a beer belly.

“Am I going to be introduced?” complains Astrid, “or are only the boys interesting for her?”

Thomas points to Astrid, “And you already know my cheeky sister Astrid.”

The six of them spend the afternoon together. In the hobby room, Thomas and Malte engage in a Warhammer battle, while Astrid and Sören have a fierce Blood Bowl duel. Meanwhile, Leif introduces Johanna to the basics of painting miniatures, which she finds endlessly fascinating.

After the living room war concludes, they watch the first episodes of ‘Berserk’. At some point, Johanna volunteers to make something to eat and disappears into the kitchen with Leif.

Finally, it’s evening. Each of the boys has had one or two beers by now. The girls have each had two vodka-colas. There’s a break after the fifth episode of ‘Berserk’.

Astrid turns to Johanna, “I’d really like to ask you something about last Monday, but I guess you don’t want to talk about it?”

“Well, it’s still a bit uncomfortable, but I’ve realized it actually does me good to talk about it,” Johanna replies with a sidelong glance at Thomas.

“We can also slip away from the boys for a moment,” Astrid offers.

“No, it’s okay.”

“Thomas didn’t want to tell, but I think he knows something,” Astrid probes further. “It was some kind of dare?”

“I don’t know anyone here in the city, I wanted to make connections.”

Astrid asks, “And for that, you let yourself be locked in the school’s display case? I don’t want to judge, but it sounds a bit extreme to me.”

Johanna justifies herself, “I didn’t know what was going to happen! I had a blindfold on, and suddenly I was standing there in the display case. I had no idea the whole school would see me naked.”

By now, the boys are also listening intently to Johanna’s explanations.

“I would be so embarrassed to stand naked in front of the whole school,” says Sören, “I think if the ground didn’t open up and swallow me, I could die of shame. How do you bear it, Johanna? And you have to go back to school. And there are even pictures going around!”

Johanna looks at him sternly, “Pictures? What exactly do you know about the pictures? Did you look at them?”

Sören feels caught, “What? No… I… just briefly. Well, not really, like that.”

Johanna continues, “I see. Not really? Why not? Don’t you like how I look? Do I look unpleasant somehow?”

Sören turns red. “I just mean…”

“Yes? What do you mean? Don’t you like girls? Maybe you prefer boys?”

Sören turns even redder. The others burst out laughing. Malte rubs Sören’s shoulders, “Come on, don’t let her tease you. She’s not going to bite your head off because you liked the pictures.”

Johanna continues, “So you did like them? Tell me more!”

Sören says meekly, “Yes, I guess so.”

“And what exactly did you like?”

“You… I just think you’re pretty.”

“Pretty. I see.”

Johanna leaves Sören alone and gives his head a chance to return to its normal color. “The really bad thing about it was actually what happened after…”

She hesitates.

“The parents of one of the girls found out something. I don’t know if we can ever see each other again. I had wished for that so much. And the dares—they weren’t really—to be honest, I found it exciting somehow. I felt like a … grown-up.”

Johanna takes a short pause. Drinking. Everyone remains silent in anticipation until she hesitantly continues.

“Standing there naked behind the glass on display…”

She hesitates, fumbles a bit, “It turns me on when I’m naked and everyone can see me, I found it endlessly exciting to stand there behind the glass,” she finally blurts out.

She lowers her head slightly. “What you must think of me now.”

“Wait a minute,” Leif asks, “an acquaintance told me that last week some girls from school stripped naked in front of the construction workers at the site behind the woods. That doesn’t have anything to do with you and these dares, does it?”

Instantly, Johanna turns beet red. Everyone laughs.

“Oh, those kinds of dares,” Astrid comments, “now everything becomes clearer.”

“You don’t need to be ashamed here,” says Malte, “if you enjoy it, then that’s okay.”

Thomas adds, “Though it is cute how you blush. You can do it at least as well as Sören.”

Johanna feels like her head might explode.

“I think I would have liked to see that,” says Leif, “you must be quite a sight.”

“And what about Erika? Won’t she be angry?” Sören asks Leif.

He responds, “Well, I’m still allowed to look, aren’t I? Where do you think we are? Besides, she doesn’t need to know.”

“So if it… turns you on so much, you could give us a private show,” Astrid teases Johanna.

Johanna hesitates and finally answers, “Okay, I’ll do it. But this stays between us. If it gets around that I’m doing this voluntarily, I’ll never have peace at school again.”

Silence. Everyone looks at Johanna in astonishment.

Finally, Astrid follows up, “Seriously?”

“Yes. Come on, Thomas, close the curtains before I change my mind.”

She rummages in her backpack and hands Malte a Madonna mix tape, “Here, music, put this in the stereo.”

The music starts. Everyone watches Johanna intently. Sören whispers to Astrid, “Is she really serious about this?”

“Let’s hope so!” she replies with a big grin.

Johanna begins moving to the music in the living room. She takes her time, dancing for a while before she starts unbuttoning her blouse. Her five-member audience watches in rapt attention as she opens her blouse, revealing a white bra. She lets down her tied-up hair and shakes it out. Then she unzips her skirt, turns around, and lowers it, simultaneously showing off her bottom and underwear to the audience.

When Astrid made the suggestion, she hadn’t been sure, but now Johanna is genuinely surprised at how much it turns her on to undress in front of the guys and Astrid. It feels so powerful, how hypnotized her audience is as they watch her. She continues moving to the music without haste, showing off her young body, her long legs. Finally, she squats down in front of Thomas so he can unhook her bra. For a moment, she covers her breasts with her hands, then she reveals her perfectly shaped, firm breasts to everyone. Sensually, she runs her fingers over her lips. She checks how her audience is reacting. The guys try to sit in a way that hides it, but the bulges in their pants are clearly visible. Even Astrid watches, fascinated, licking her lips.

She continues dancing for a while, letting the guys believe that was all, until she reaches for her panties. With a sudden move, she pulls them down, revealing her smoothly shaved slit. Boldly, she moves her hips. She dances a bit longer before finally taking a break.

Completely naked, she sits down on the couch, squeezing herself between Thomas and Sören. Thomas glances over at her and smiles. She smiles back. Sören is visibly nervous and seems to be sinking into the sofa.

“What’s wrong, Sören? Am I making you nervous?” Johanna asks playfully, shifting on the couch so that her naked body presses even more against his.

“I—I, um, no … you,” he stammers.

“Sören hasn’t been with a girl before,” Leif explains tactlessly, “you’re making him insecure.”

Sören turns red, jumps up, and tries to leave the room, but Astrid grabs his arm. “No, stay here! Look, Johanna isn’t embarrassed to be naked here, and you don’t need to be embarrassed either. We’re all friends here.”

She smiles at him, and he cautiously smiles back.

Johanna stands up from the sofa.

“I think I know what we should do here. This won’t do.”

She gets a chair and places it in the middle of the room. She looks at Sören and points to the chair.

“Right here, sit down, right now!” she commands. Sören sits down on the chair with a red face, resigned to his fate. The music is turned on again and Johanna continues to move to the music. She stands with her legs spread over Sören’s knees and starts a lap dance.

She sits on him, rubbing her behind against his pants. She shakes her breasts right in front of him and then presses them into his face. She takes his hands, places them on her breasts, and encourages him to gently knead them. She moves away from him again, walks around the chair, running her hands over his upper body. She stands with her legs spread in front of him and moves her hips rhythmically right in front of his face. She then sits on him again, with her back to him, and guides his hands to her lower body, between her thighs.

When she’s finished with her lap dance, she pulls him back onto the sofa and sits on the armrest so that her legs are lying across his lap. Sören doesn’t say a word but is beaming from ear to ear.

“Well, someone’s happy,” Astrid comments.

As it becomes clear that Johanna’s show is over, everyone decides to end the evening. Malte and Leif drive home, Sören, who lives further away, stays overnight as usual. Thomas also offers Johanna the second guest room, and she decides to stay as well. He can’t help staring at her—since her show, she has only put her blouse back on, but hasn’t buttoned it up.

Johanna and Astrid share the bathroom to brush their teeth.

“I really didn’t think you’d actually go through with it,” says Astrid, “I respect your courage.”

“Thanks.” Johanna grins. Then she asks, “Tell me, do you have any claims on any of the boys?”

Astrid laughs and shakes her head, “Yuck, no, I don’t have any claims on any boys, certainly not. You have free rein if you have any ambitions. Leif is taken, but he’s gone anyway.”

Johanna lies awake in bed. She could just leave it at that. Just try to fall asleep now. But that’s not really the Johanna she is. Well, nothing to be done about it. After all the lights are out, Johanna gets up. It feels like she’s a second person. As if she’s sitting in the passenger seat while someone else drives. She sneaks into the hallway and into the other guest room next door.

Sören, who is staying in there, turns towards the door and quietly asks, “Who’s there?”

“Shhh,” Johanna whispers and sneaks over to him. “There’s a monster under my bed. It has huge yellow eyes and enormous sharp teeth, and now I’m too scared to go back to my bed.”

She reaches for the blanket. “I’m afraid I must seek refuge here. Move over a bit.”

“Then come here, it’s safe here,” he answers and lifts the blanket. She crawls under the covers with him.

The naked Johanna snuggles up to Sören.

“Did you like the show earlier?” she asks.

“Yes, very much. You are very beautiful.”

“I like it when you touch me,” she says, guiding his hand to her breast. Then she leans forward and kisses him on the mouth. Inhibitions fall away for both of them, and they engage in a wild and long kissing session while Sören caresses her breasts.

She helps Sören out of his T-shirt. Now that she can feel him extensively, she realizes how fit he is. You can’t see it through the clothes, but his body feels so good.

After they’ve been making out for a long time, Johanna’s hand wanders into Sören’s shorts. Bigger than she expected, and hard as a piece of steel.

“Do you have a permit for this weapon?” she asks as she moves her hand up and down on his best part.

“Oh Johanna, you’re incredible.”

Sören slips off his shorts.

She sniffs, licks his neck. He smells so good.

She lies on her back. “Come now, I want to feel you inside me.”

He rolls onto her and slides his love spear into Johanna’s now dripping wet love cave. He starts to move. She pulls his lips onto hers to kiss him passionately. Almost immediately, an orgasm washes over Johanna, who has been aroused since her striptease.

Sören continues thrusting frantically. “Slower, we have all night, this isn’t a competition!” The two find a pleasurable rhythm. She sits on him, repeatedly sliding his shaft into herself, then pulls him back onto her. She has her next orgasm just as Sören finally comes, ejaculating inside her.

Sören falls asleep immediately. Johanna is blissful, lies awake for a while longer. She thinks about the evening. What is she doing here? Is this just a substitute for her group of girlfriends? She immensely enjoys captivating the boys, stripping them of their composure. How they all stare at her, hypnotized. Such a feeling of … power? Stripping in front of the boys made her incredibly aroused.

She looks over at the sleeping Sören. Did she sleep with him because it was easy? Does she like him that much, or was he just a means to an end? Either way, it feels right. And he looks so sweet, especially as he lies there sleeping. She feels safe with this clique.

She suspects she’ll come up with something new for their next meeting with the boys. How far would she go?

The next morning, she makes Sören swear it’s their little secret and sneaks back into her own guest room.

== Sec***********=

The next week at school was far less terrible than she had expected.