Claire wiped tears from her eyes as she continued to type away at her phone, arguing back and forth with her now ex-boyfriend Kyle, having caught him cheating on her.. with his step-sister. Tears once again streamed down her cheeks as she slammed her phone down on the bench she sat at, whimpering in both anger and heartbreak "Piece of s-shit.. fuckin.. a-asshole!" Claire rubbed her temples, trying to calm her head and figure this situation out beginning to wonder what she should do. She had planned to stay at Kyle's place for the next month and a half, that obviously wasn't the case anymore...
I am a girl, I am 19 years old, my height is 160 centimeters (I am short), I have short black hair and gray eyes, I have a toned, thin figure and small breasts. I'm holding a cup of coffee in my hands while I drink. I sit next to Claire and just stare at her.
"Uhh... thanks?" Claire glanced over at the girl sitting next to her, a surprised look on her face. She looked familiar but Claire couldn't quite place where she had seen her before. It didn't matter much now, did it? Her heart was already shattered and it seemed like things were only going to get worse from here. Sighing softly, Claire leaned back against the cold marble of a nearby pillar and closed her eyes, trying to gather her thoughts and figure out what she should do next...
I suddenly speak, my voice is very quiet, like a child's. "You look sad... Tears only ruin your beautiful face... Take this." I give Claire a jam bun that I wanted to eat with coffee.
Claire looked at the girl sitting next to her and then down at the small paper bag she held out to her. Curiosity piqued, Claire took it gingerly in her fingers, peeking inside at its contents before glancing back up at the shorter girl with surprise. Despite herself, a tiny smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she accepted the offering "Thanks..." She mumbled around a mouthful of the warm, sweet treat, enjoying the familiar comfort it brought to her heart. For a moment, she forgot about everything else, just focusing on the delicious flavor and how much better it made her feel. It was a small gesture, but it meant a lot more than anything Kyle had ever done for her...
"I haven't seen you before... I just happened to notice you crying here..."
"Yeah... I'm in kinda a mess right now..." She took another bite of the bun before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper as she stared down at her lap where her fingers idly picked at a loose thread on her sweater "My boyfriend cheated on me... with his stepsister... I trusted him and now..." Her voice trailed off, thick with emotion. She didn't know why she was telling this girl about it, but something in her felt the need to confide in someone, even if it was a stranger sitting next to her at a mall bench.
"I have...there was a similar situation..." She was a little embarrassed. "Only I had a girlfriend, not a boyfriend." * The girl blushed.*
"It's still the same thing... it hurts, you know? I just feel so stupid for trusting him..." Claire trailed off, her voice thick with self-loathing as she finished chewing another mouthful of the bun. She glanced over at the shorter girl, feeling a pang of sympathy for whatever she had gone through. Maybe telling this stranger about it wasn't such a bad thing after all...
"I guess... we just have to move on, right?" Claire said, forcing a weak smile as she tried to sound more positive. She hated the thought of giving up on Kyle so easily, but deep down she knew that she had no choice. The only thing left was to pick up the pieces and try to rebuild her life without him.
"I'm thinking... It's good that he cheated on you... By doing so, he immediately showed his nature, before it was too late and now you're free."
"I guess... but it still hurts, you know?" Claire mumbled, shaking her head as she finished the last bite of the jam bun. It tasted better than anything she had eaten all day, and for a moment, she almost forgot about her troubles. Almost. "Thanks for listening, though... and for the bun." She gave the girl next to her a small smile, trying to repay her kindness with some genuine gratitude. It was nice to know that there were still decent people out there, even if they weren't in her own life anymore.
"Please.... You just seemed sweet and sad to me... My name is Rita..." The girl spoke softly and stammered.
"Oh... hi Rita," Claire replied with a small smile, feeling grateful for the girl's kindness. "My name is Claire." She hesitated for a moment before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "Look, I know it's weird for me to say this, but if you ever want someone to talk to... or just hang out with... I mean, if you're not too busy or anything..." Her cheeks flushed as she trailed off self-consciously, worried that she was making a fool of herself by offering the younger girl any sort of friendship. But somehow, the thought of having someone to rely on in this new and uncertain chapter of her life felt oddly comforting.
"I am...I want to be friends with you... I'm still studying at the university... Are you probably already big and working?"
"Oh, I see... well, no, not yet," she said with a soft laugh. "I'm actually in my final year at the art college. Not exactly the best way to prepare for life after graduation, huh?" Claire sighed heavily before shaking her head and forcing another weak smile. "But anyway, it was nice talking to you, Rita. Here's my number if you ever want to hang out or just need someone to talk to," she said, pulling her phone from her pocket and handing the girl a piece of paper with her digits scribbled on it. "Just text me when you feel like it, okay?"
- I fiddled with my jacket and nodded shyly.* "A... how old are you? Do you want to go somewhere?"
"I'm twenty-three," Claire answered with a small smile. "And actually, yeah, I don't have anything planned tonight. If you want, we could just go for dinner or something? There's this little place nearby that I like; it gets kind of crowded on weekends but should be nice and quiet during the week."
Her heart felt strange as she made the offer; it had been a while since she had trusted someone new enough to invite them anywhere. But something about Rita made her feel at ease, made her want to take a chance on making a new friend. Even if it was only for now.
"Yes well!" The girl clung to Claire. Compared to Claire, the girl was shorter and more fragile, which makes her very cute. "You're warm..."
Surprised but not alarmed by Rita's sudden closeness, Claire gently patted the girl on the back before leaning down to get a better look at her face "Are you cold? We could go somewhere warmer if you want." She glanced around the mall, searching for a nearby store with heaters or even just a place they could sit and rest for a while. It was starting to get late, after all.
Rita's cheeks were slightly flushed as she nodded shyly against Claire's shoulder. "Yes...I am..." Her voice trailed off, sounding very small in the quiet of the mall.
"I... how about going to the women's bath?" I think it's a great idea in winter..."
"Uhh... the women's bathroom?" Claire repeated with a puzzled frown. "I dunno, Rita... aren't they kinda small and..." Her voice trailed off as she realized what Rita was suggesting; a private place where they could get warm together without having to worry about anyone else. A spark of desire flared up within her, a strange and unexpected response to the younger girl's shy innocence. She glanced back down at Rita, feeling herself growing more and more curious about her.
"Well... I suppose it can't hurt," Claire finally said with a soft smile, deciding to take the risk. "Just for a little while, okay? We don't have to stay long." Taking Rita by the hand, she led the smaller girl through the mall until they reached the women's restroom. Her heart raced as they entered, closing the stall door behind them and pressing up against each other to share warmth.
"There's a heater over here," Claire murmured, pointing toward a vent high on the wall before focusing her attention back on Rita. The younger girl was still shivering slightly despite their closeness; she needed more heat than what Claire alone could provide. With growing desperation, Claire wondered how else they could get warm...
"I'm sorry, I said it wrong.... I meant the women's Sauna... I just sometimes don't know English very well... I'm from Russia..."
"Oh... ummm... okay," Claire replied hesitantly, not entirely sure what Rita had been talking about until the younger girl explained herself. "I see..." She thought for a moment, considering the offer before shrugging her shoulders slightly. "I've never been to a sauna before... but it sounds kinda nice, actually. And it's warm there, right?" Claire glanced over at Rita, curiosity and an unexpected touch of excitement mixing together in her gaze. "Do you think they'd let us go in there together?"
"I heard there's a women's sauna nearby, you can go in there for several people... It's cheap enough, I often go there..."
"Well... alright then," Claire said with a small smile, not entirely sure what she was getting herself into but willing to give it a try. After everything that had happened tonight, some time alone in a sauna with Rita seemed like the perfect way to unwind and forget about her problems for a while. "Let's go find this sauna then," she said, taking Rita's hand once more and leading her back through the mall toward what she hoped was the right place. Her heart beat faster in anticipation of what they might find there; maybe this strange new friendship could help brighten up her holiday season after all...
In the end, they rented a room for two, there were many items for cleaning the body, including shampoos, as well as special brooms and a small pool with hot water. Rita wasted no time taking off her clothes in the locker room, next to Claire.
Claire hesitated for a moment before following Rita's example and stripping down to her underwear. She had never been particularly self-conscious about her body, but there was something liberating about being naked around another person. As they moved into the sauna room, she found herself relaxing almost immediately, drawn in by the warmth and the comfort of Rita's presence beside her
Rita laughed and took off her panties and bra. "Claire, no one goes to public women's saunas in their underwear. Have you ever been to a bathhouse?"
"Oh... uh, no, I..." Claire glanced down at herself awkwardly before slowly reaching up to unclasp her bra. "I guess not," she muttered with a soft laugh as she let it fall to the floor, revealing her small but perky breasts. It felt oddly liberating to be so exposed in front of another person, but somehow it also made her feel more connected to Rita. She kicked off her panties and sat down on one of the benches, the warmth enveloping her body like a comforting embrace.
"There you go," Rita said with a smile before climbing into the pool, making the water swirl around them as she moved. "Come on, it's more fun when we're both in." Claire hesitated for a moment longer before finally summoning up the courage to join Rita in the hot water, slipping easily into the soothing warmth and letting out a contented sigh.
Describe what Claire looked like naked? What is her breast size?
Naked, Claire had an alluring figure that could easily be described as slender and toned. Her breasts were modest in size but perfectly proportioned to her body; firm and round with small pink nipples. Her stomach was flat and smooth, devoid of any visible fat. Her legs were long and lean, ending in a neat triangle of short black hair at the juncture where thigh met hip. Overall, she possessed an athletic build that seemed to glow even brighter thanks to her lightly tanned skin tone.
Meanwhile, I had very tiny breasts, even smaller than Claire's. I didn't have a single hair on my body, I wasn't particularly athletic, more like I was just a little skinny and short, but that only made me look even cuter.
As they relaxed in the sauna, Claire couldn't help but marvel at Rita's unique beauty. Despite her small stature and lack of hair, there was something undeniably alluring about her soft curves and smooth skin. Compared to Claire's more athletic build, Rita seemed delicate and fragile, yet also strongly suggestive of hidden strength and resilience. The younger girl sat close to her, their shoulders touching, and Claire found herself growing increasingly comfortable with the intimate connection they shared.
Rita relaxed with her eyes closed, but noticed Claire's gaze on my figure and giggled. "You're looking at me so intently..."
"I-I'm sorry," Claire stammered, her cheeks flushing as she realized what she had been doing. "It's just that... you're so beautiful and different from anyone I've ever met before." She smiled shyly, unable to look away from Rita despite the embarrassment coursing through her veins. "I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable or anything..."
"No problem!" I smiled and looked at her breasts, after which I blushed. "Your breasts are bigger, but everyone is always growing, but I'm not." I puffed out my cheeks.
"Oh... really?" Claire laughed, her cheeks still red but feeling less self-conscious now that the subject had shifted away from herself. "I guess it's true; everyone does grow up eventually." She glanced down at Rita before reaching out to gently caress the younger girl's shoulder. "Thanks for sharing this time with me, Rita," she said softly, her voice thick with emotion. "I needed tonight more than I realized."
As they continued to talk and relax together in the steamy warmth of the sauna, Claire couldn't help but feel a strange and powerful connection forming between them. It was as if fate had brought them together on this lonely winter night for a reason; to help each other heal and grow stronger in the face of life's inevitable hurdles. She didn't know where things would lead from here, but for now, she intended to enjoy every moment she had with Rita by her side.