Arrive at the spring.

Finally, you reach your destination. It's a place far from the hustle and bustle of where you live. The decorations are traditional Japanese, with lanterns hanging about, and up the hill, behind the fences, you can see steam billowing up into the sky. It is still the day time, so you imagine it's even more beautiful at night.

It's an odd thing that the dressing rooms would be separate despite the spring itself being mixed. You pay, and head off to change. You originally wondered if you were ready to go naked, but really, it's about whether or not the rest of the people are ready.

Everything is cozy, traditionally decorated, and it feels calm and safe. The dressing room itself is covered in open windows, letting in the rays from the sun, and dozens of small lockers are set up. Near the door, cotton white towels hang for people to use. It seems like you don't even need to use your own. Nobody else is there with you for the time being.

You slip out of your clothes and stow them away. To not accidentally break their traditions, you take one of their towels and drape it over your front. It isn't like you need to worry too much about covering up, considering you'll be bare to the world once you step into the water, but you do so out of modesty.

When you walk out, you feel the hot steam waft over you. The spring itself is built naturally into the rock of the hillside, and is quite large, and unevenly shaped. Amongst the water, there are approximately half a dozen people sitting about, with almost all of them looking quite old. Not far way, an elderly Japanese woman is sitting at a table, clothed, reading a book. You wonder if she's staff. Slowly, you step your beautiful figure across the wet stone to the edge of the spring, still holding the towel barely over your front.

You're a sight to behold to all of those that look. It's supposed to be a relaxing, cultural experience, though the blood pressure of all the old folks as surely increased. To many, you're a dream come true, even if those with their wives would never say so--a perky, gorgeous young woman, with perfect skin and flowing ginger hair, wearing nothing but a towel.