She meets Eve

Lara parked her car and shoved her keys into the pocket of her hoodie, right next to the wad of cash. She could feel the cool air blowing under her skirt reminding her that she had once again forgotten to put on panties. She chuckled to herself as underwear was an afterthought when it came to her creative genius. She found the trail as she pulled out her phone and sent a message to Eve:

Alright I’m here. Where are you at?

She continued to walk the path as her sneakers crunched on the scattered leaves and stick. She felt her stress already alleviating as she was getting lost in the tranquility. She hadn’t gotten a message and was about to pull her phone out to give Eve another message but she immediately could see that was unnecessary. In front of her was the voluptuous figure of Eve doing yoga on a log, in all of its naked glory. She was on a natural stage as Lara was mesmerized and got closer to the au natural nudist. “You are truly a work of art, Eve,” Lara called up as the woman held her pose until she let out a breath of air and turned around with a smile.

“Well that’s a huge compliment since I’m speaking with the fabled Lara Williams. I know your work very well and I couldn’t believe that you were actually coming to me for help,” she was practically pushing her massive tits into Lara’s tits. Lara couldn’t stop staring and felt herself blushing from her inability to maintain eye contact.

Lara cleared her throat and said, “Well I’m just Lara today or for however long I need to do this. My head is all out of wack and I think you can fix me. I’m even willing to pay you for this.”

Eve smiled as she put her hand on Lara’s shoulder and asked, “Do you trust me?”