Nude in San Francisco
Both ICA staff and Sanflarian guards were on edge from the moment the sun rose on the horizon. The entire route of the delegation was scanned for threats, every possible problem was accounted for, and various scenarios were modulated to make sure everyone was ready. The meeting was going to start in several hours. Arnold felt the pressure like never before as he escorted the naked girls to their transport. Thankfully, his joy from seeing Leo's and Lala's naked butts wiggling in front of him made up for all the negatives, but it also meant he had to concentrate on his tasks extra hard.
Several camera flashes and clicks followed the girls as they walked onto the street, making Leo stick out her tongue and bend over for a sexy pose. Arnold had to give it to the local press: they were very good at sniffing out confidential info. This time, Sanflarians didn't have time for pleasantries and disappeared in their orange van shorly after the paparazzis started bothering them. Thankfully, Araman managed to talk Leo into riding inside today, as he wanted to review their negotiation tactics before the meeting. The documentary series had to be made exactly the way Sanflaria wanted; neither of the delegates would accept another option.
"Don't worry, baron, I'm sure my appearance will make them want to make concessions before we even demand them!" the blonde joked in her seat, spreading her legs in defiance of Earthian modesty rules just like always.
"I'm afraid that this will not be enough, Lady Eleonora. The first impression will only get us so far."
Leo nodded and landed her hand on Araman's shoulder in support.
"My dear baron, I know this. My mind is as sound and ready as my body is. I hope you didn't pick up a habit of disregarding the inner beauty of naked women from some of the locals."
The two shared a laugh, a welcomed moment of levity in this stressful day. Lala shared their mood as well but quickly turned to the window with her legs close together and her breathing heavy. Arnold noticed but couldn't ask about it due to the language barrier. Whatever it was that made Lala so restless, he was sure Leo would take care of it.
The van rode steady but surely. Buildings and streets flew by behind its windows, giving the delegation a glimpse into the vibrant and lively atmosphere of the city. Soon, regular houses became increasingly rare, giving way to skyscrapers and spacious office buildings. They were headed to San Francisco's financial district--a boiling pot of commerce and business ideas.
The meeting was set to happen at the Transamerica Pyramid, which was visible even from here, towering above the entire district like a parent watching over its little children. It looked like they were going to reach it quite soon, with no delays or obstacles along the way. However, then came a traffic light that immediately changed these plans.
When the vehicle stopped, the translator looked into one of the windows and suddenly got very curious. He said something in Sanflarian and pointed to the side, where a wide pedestrian street connected to the main road. Leo and Araman both looked up from their papers, a cheerful laugh quickly escaped the countess' mouth.
"Wow, what a confident girl! I wonder if she's a local or one of ours," the blonde said with admiration.
When Arnold finally managed to reach the window, he saw a picture that made him fall silent for a second, just like when he saw Leo for the first time. It was a tall, slim woman with long, blonde hair and a very dark tan without any lines. The lack of lines was clear because the woman was completely naked, save for a necklace and a pair of black sneakers. Her round face with well-defined cheekbones had a naughty grin on it, despite the seemingly problematic situation.
She stood in the middle of the street with a short but very energetic young man who held a professional camera and tried his best to explain something to the policeman nearby. It seemed like the officer stopped this couple of daredevils while they were shooting a nude-in-public set and probably tried to charge them with public indecency. Well, the woman at least. Despite this, the surrounding locals seemed to consider her behavior completely decent, catcalling the model and snapping photos.
"We have to help her!" Leo concluded to the surprise of everyone in the van.
"My lady, I understand your concerns, but we cannot stray from our course," Araman tapped on the papers.
"Leave your worries, baron. We have more than two hours before our meeting, and the road will only take twenty minutes tops," she parried. "This woman is risking her social standing to challenge unfair and barbaric customs that make her cover her beauty. I will not leave her to be persecuted for her will to be free!"
"Um, Leo, I don't think this is that serious," Arnold said, but quickly shut up once the countess threw a stern look at him.
Araman sighed. He recognized that voice and that attitude because he'd seen it in the past. It was clear that Eleonora wouldn't be stopped by his or anyone else's appeals to reason. So he agreed, but noted that his lady had to remain under protection if she was to walk out in public. Arnold volunteered to escort her to the streets, and Leo herself called Lala to assist her in this important moment. Everyone was focused on the blonde, so they didn't see Lala's expression turn to horror and her body shake when she glanced at the crowds of people around them.
Before they could even finish their discussion, Leo jumped out and led her blushing friend to the sidewalk, letting both the breeze and the public's reactions hit them like a wave. Arnold followed closely behind, hopeful that today Leo will act more rationally than she did in Vegas. Well, at least the hope dies last.
"Wow! There are more!" a guy with his phone in his hands pointed at the naked girls.
The people immediately turned their attention to the Sanflarians, their laughs and woos echoing throughout the street. Leo didn't seem to notice, too focused on her goal. While she kept gracefully striding towards the nude model, Lala kept waving and giggling anxiously. People waved back, probably thinking she was enjoying this to the fullest. Oh, if only they knew about the chaos that took over her mind as soon as she left the safety of the van. Still, Lala chose duty over shame and walked beside her lady, taking care not to trip on her weak legs.
"Hello, officer. What seems to be the problem?" Leo said as she walked to the policeman and landed her hands on her hips.
The man looked over her in surprise. He looked a bit lost, not ready for the majestic countess to pressure him with both her attitude and her raw sexuality at the same time. Meanwhile, the model and her photographer looked elated: the naked girl couldn't contain herself and applauded to her nude saviors while the guy silently raised his camera and began snapping pics like a hardened journalist.
"Um, ma'am, I suggest you cover yourself. We all know that San Francisco is a nudist-friendly city, but there are limits to everything," the policeman finally replied.
It was a big mistake on his part, and he realized it as soon as he saw the raging sparks in the blonde's eyes.
"Cover myself? How dare you suggest I rob the world of the sight of my beautiful body?" she stood right in front of the officer and pointed at his chest.
