As we stood looking around at the crowd, the television crews arrived. Out they came from their mobile cocoons. Pushing, shoving and literally stampeding anyone that got in their way or treading on couples that were otherwise engaged on the ground.
They arrived as one and pushed the microphones in my face.
"What have you done?"
"Who are you?"
"What is your next plan?"
The questions came thick and fast. Everyone seemed to talk over each other as they tried to get the best question across or to get next to me.
"Are you going to be arrested?" A blonde reporter asked.
"No, we were given a permit to march." I replied to her.
"What about all the nudity and debauchery, will the police let you keep going?" She asked as her second question.
I looked around at the crowd that was engaged in various sexual activities and then turned to her, "I think that they will if you look around. They have joined in the fun as well."
"Will National Nude Day be here to stay?" She asked in earnest.
"I hope so and my name is Simon." I said as I looked at my own nakedness.
She glanced down and saw that I had an erection. Her face lifted, flushed from her quick appraisal of my manhood. She looked at me and licked her lips.
I felt a hand grip my penis and turned to look at Nathan, who had come to stand beside me.
"Yes, we believe that it will be here to stay, if the politicians don't get on their moral high horse." Nathan told her. The message getting across was not what he said, but rather that I was his, so keep your hands off sister.
She smiled and turned away to say something to another reporter. They both laughed and I took a mental note not to be nice to them.
"Will you talk to the city hall officials?" She asked, turning around to face me again.
"Next question." I said as I gave her a big smile, which read "Shove that up your twat and smoke it."
She frowned and turned away in a huff.
Some one else then asked the same question and I answered this time, "If they want to see me they can, but it will be on my terms and not theirs."
They seemed happy at this and took more photographs and more television footage.
I kissed Nathan on the lips, hoping that that would be in the paper or at least on television.
The reporters laughed and chatted some more to the both of us. Just getting run of the mill background junk. Suddenly the cameras came up again and the lights lit up. Not facing us, but rather to the steps behind us leading to the double doors of the hall.
I turned and saw some people coming our way. Talking as they surveyed the crowd and the television crews. As they neared, they slowed, taking in our nudity. Seeing that we were unashamed of it. They seemed nervous and did not speak for a short time. Finally one of them coughed, I think it was more from nerves than from anything else.
"The Mayor would like to see you inside." The lead person said, as he blushed.
"Do I have to bend over so that he can do it?" I laughed in return.
"No!" He shouted, as he misunderstood my little joke, while others stifled a small laugh with their hands across their mouths.
"So, what does our glorious Mayor want of me?" I asked him.
"He has a proposition for you. I can't say anything further until you see him." He replied.
"Okay. Is that for both of us?" Indicating Nathan.
