To the Park

It was early in the morning. Vanessa and Jules, or Julia, made their way out of the house into the streets of the French city. Julia was still nervous of her/his body. They walked part houses and cars and et cetera. The streets were narrow.

Vanessa was, as usual, in her shirt, with her buttons open till her chest and her denim shorts not even covering her thighs.

She was really open about her body. And so was France known for. People here were very sex open! They were completely open-minded of their bodies. And liked showing them as well. Here, in this city of France, public nudity was--like many other cities of the country--legal.

As they passed by the houses, at several places, there were flowers and creepers all around the houses. Julia looked at the flowers and she felt a tingle down there. She felt a sense of arousal, a sense of excitement in his vagina.

She bit her lip and held Vanessa's hand.

Vanessa looked at her and she smiled. Clasping the hand tighter, they walked through the streets to the park.

Soon they reached. They sat by a place in the park. By a bench. "So...do you like a female body?" asked Vanessa.

Jules looked at her. She licked her lips. Scratched her head. "Yeah. I do. Somewhat."

Vanessa chuckled at the awkwardness of his answer. But then, she looked past him at something beyond. And she smiled. "Come with me." She held his hand and took him away. There were a variety of flower lying by the side of the park. Vanessa loved flowers.

But just as Julia looked at the flowers - he stopped in his tracks. And chaos ensued.