Under the Cherry Tree

You regularly come here to this Japanese garden on your lunch breaks. Just to get away from the world. What better place to get a little respite in the middle of a bustling city? The garden is always secluded. But today your secret spot has been intruded upon by a sexy stranger ... I see the top of your head across a row of hedges twenty feet away. Your hair blows gently in the wind. Based on a user story who had a romantic fantasy about a lesbian encounter in a public park. For the best experience, please use headphones. *sound of birds softly chirping nearby and the breeze gently passing through tree branches* The breeze tickles my bare thighs as I take the stone steps down into the garden. Moss-covered rocks line a babbling creek. Cherry blossom petals float lazily through the air. An ancient pagoda sits amongst the overgrown peonies. I come here on my lunch breaks sometimes. Just to get away from the world. A Japanese garden in the middle of a bustling city. What better place to get a little respite? *grass crunching beneath feet* I usually walk around barefoot. I love the feeling of grass warmed by the sun tickling my feet. The garden is always secluded. Which is what I like about it. But today my secret spot has been intruded upon. I see the top of your head across a row of hedges twenty feet away. Your hair blows gently in the wind. *sound of wind rustling* The sun beats down on both of us as I pass through a field of flowering white lilies. I see only small glimpses of you through beams of sunlight between the towering trees. We’re completely alone in this Japanese garden. Just two wanderers among the plants and petals. You turn right and suddenly I see you head on for the first time. My breath catches in my throat. You are stunning. I’ve never felt this way looking at another woman before. *heart beating at an increased pace* Why can’t I stop looking at you? I’m nervous that you might catch me staring. But I can’t pull my eyes away. I watch as you make your way to the billowing cherry blossom tree in the center of the garden. You sit down on the shaded ground beneath its protective branches. And I slowly walk towards you. *sound of footsteps on grass* I don’t know what’s happening to me. Maybe it’s the serenity of the garden. Or the calm, relaxed state of my mind. But I feel so drawn to you. To your beauty.

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