"You don't mind if I go shopping like this, do you?" Cyan asks of her Steven.
"No, sweetie. The lakefront boutiques are adorable, so take all the time you want. Just hand over your credit cards."
"
Steven!
" she laughs. "So mean! What are
you
going to do?"
"Enjoy the scenery. There's a nice path by the lake, so I'll do that."
"Where do you want to meet?"
"How 'bout that café at Lakeside and Second?"
"Okay. See you in a bit."
A quick buss and they each go their way.
Steve at first leisurely crosses the street for the lake trail, only to be rushed into a trot as a car making a turn surprises him.
"Whatever!" he mumbles to nobody.
Off in the distance he sees a small beach with two benches facing the water. Looks like a good spot to just sit and check out the scenery. The warm breeze can be seen in the small breakers on the lake. It musses his hair.
Also in the distance he notices a slender young woman on the path walking in his direction.
"Too young," Steve thinks to himself, shrugging his shoulders. He chastises himself at the mere thought somebody so young could be possibly be "on the menu". She could almost be a grandchild had he and Cyan had children.
As they approach he realizes how beautiful her subtle figure is in her diaphanous sundress. Maybe too diaphanous; with great difficulty he is trying not to leer at the outlines of her nipples as her breasts sway beneath the thin fabric. He lowers his eyes away only to be taken aback in seeing her body outlined by the light through the bodice and skirt, confirming she is
au naturel
underneath. His eyes reflexively search for a telltale shadow between her legs to match her dark, flowing tresses. He finds none.
