“Give me my clothes back.”
“Your parents have seen you naked before,” he continued to tease.
“But what about those people back there on the road? They probably saw me, and who knows who else,” I cried. This was a major tourist zone in Zushi. “Ryosuke!”
“OK. Alright already. You know you’re really cute when you get all worked up like this.”
I looked at him peeved, and then finally laughed.
“I can’t believe you sometimes.”
“No, but seriously, where do you think your parents are? Is that your car?”
I looked out. There were an awful lot of cars in the parking lot. They could be tourists here to check out the observation deck, or they could even be locals. There seemed to be a house or a restaurant or something just to the right of us after the trees stop.
“Is there anyone in those cars?” I asked, worried that people might have seen me already.
“I don’t think so. Let me go check.”
He left me standing here still naked, while he walked up and down the rows of cars looking for people. I watched as he circled round, and came back.
“Yeah, no people in the cars. The entrance to the hiking course is on the other side there. I think you have to hike a bit to reach this observation deck your dad was talking about. Do you think they headed down that way already?”
“Did you see our car?” I asked.
“Which one is yours?”
I hesitated to step out from the relative safety of the trees.
“Come on out,” Ryosuke insisted. “It’s fine. There is no one here. I swear.”
“What about that house?”
“It’s a cafe and bar, but it’s closed. There is no one there.”
I guess September is the start of the off-season, but I was still worried, especially about my mom catching me naked like this. She’d probably have a fit, and blame Ryosuke. She wouldn’t be wrong either. This was his idea.
I moved forward a little, but got afraid when I spotted a big antennae-like tower to our right.
“What’s that?” I asked pointing.
“An antennae?”
“You know what it is? It’s for Zushi TV.”
“They don’t have cameras there,” he assured me. “Here, let’s just nip across to the hiking course. It’ll be fine I swear.”
I rubbed my eyes. I wanted to be brave, show Ryosuke I could be brave. I’d fooled around before in Kamakura, not usually in such a wide open space though. I cautiously stepped out, terrified actually that someone would come. My head was kind of spiraling. I felt hot, embarrassed, horny I guess. We walked all the way over to the entrance to the course, but I was starting to lose my nerve. My mom and dad were probably right there just ahead of us.
“I think we’d better stop,” I finally said. “This is too dangerous.”
Ryosuke looked disappointed, but he pulled out my yellow mini-dress, and gave it to me. I quickly pulled it on over my head.
“What about my underthings?”
“You look fine like that,” he quipped.
“Oh come on Ryosuke. I’m serious.”
“So am I.”
I looked down at my dress. Maybe it was long enough to cover my pussy but just barely. Another problem is the thin cotton was so light it tended to billow up in the breeze.
“Ryosuke, I can’t meet my parents like this.”
“Sure, you can. You look fine.”
He set out down the path, and beckoned for me to follow. How I look was one thing, but all this fooling around had set my hello kitty abuzz.
“Ryosuke, I’m… uh…” I couldn’t bring myself to say it though. It was just too embarrassing.
“Come on. Your parents are waiting.”
Slowly, cautiously, I followed him down the path, my kitty tingling away. My parents weren’t at the washrooms nor at this mini-zoo we found. We met some other tourists, and they told us the observation deck was further down. One tourist guy looked down at my thighs as we walked away, making me all nervous that he could see my bare behind.
We finally found the observation deck and my parents. I gently tugged on the hem of my dress trying to make sure I was decent.
“It’s nice, eh? The view I mean,” my dad said. There were hills of trees to the left and right, and through the gap we could see the Pacific Ocean.
“Yeah, it is nice,” Ryosuke agreed. I just stood there trying to hold down my dress while they took pictures. My mom was eyeing Ryosuke, not saying much.
“Are you guys ready for some lunch?” my dad finally said. I was hungry, but I was more worried about my dress. I let mom and dad go first, as we climbed back up the hill. Ryosuke walked behind me, and winked at me when I turned to check his reaction. He apparently likes this dress.
When we reached the top, we all bundled into the car, Ryosuke and I in the back. I kept my legs firmly glued together hoping that my dad wouldn’t catch a glimpse of my muff in the rear-view mirror.
We made it to the restaurant alright. It was all white, maybe Italian, right on the bay with these huge picture windows looking out over the yachts and sea. The Maitre d’ asked where we’d like to sit. I pointed to a place as far away from the other customers as possible. Unfortunately, it was right by the window. We could see the wooden pier down below running right alongside the restaurant. At a table not far behind us, there was another Japanese family. I pulled my seat in as far as I could, trying to hide my bare legs under the tablecloth. The waiter brought our menus. He was quite polite really. As soon as we were ready, we gave him our orders, and he disappeared off into the back.
“So did you two have a good walk?” my mom asked. I took a bite of bread, and looked over at Ryosuke, not sure how to answer. He spoke up.