“No thanks” Lucy calls as the pair of you walk straight past, not even looking into the recently opened passenger window. As you pass, you hear the electric whine of the window closing and before you get a few yards further on, the car pulls away back into the road and drives away.
The light evening breeze makes the slow walk even more enjoyable, and in an attempt to make the most of the beautiful evening, reaching the junction at the end of the road, instead of taking the direct route that continues down the road, you take the longer but more scenic route that passes through a large park.
As you walk along the winding path, the surrounding trees offer a cool shade, while the breeze continues to run around your bare legs and under your short skirts, leaving small goose bumps on your thighs and bare ass cheeks. It’s not a feeling that goes unnoticed, but it is noticed for the nice feelings it sends through your bodies.
“Left or right Luce?” you ask as you come to a crossroads in the path. You use this path quite often in the summer when you walk to and from your lectures, so know that the right path is the shorter route to the far side, but to the left takes a more picturesque journey, and at this time of evening, you doubt there will be many people about.
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