By the time I had reached the car park, the torrent had essentially turned to a trickle and the trickle had virtually stopped. However, there she was ...bout fifteen feet in front of me, with her white-cotton knickers and her jeans around her ankles, squatting over her freshly squeezed puddle of lemon-juice.To my surprise, rather than cover herself or look even vaguely embarrassed, the girl, who was a very good looking blonde, of around twenty-one years of age, just stood up, stark-cunt naked,. The girl had to slow down as she crossed the signal wires, that done she ran again at full speed. At that moment Vasan’s train shuddered from the impact of the crossing. The two trains were like the wires of a giant guitar. The stationary train reverberated to the noise of the onrushing express, the shiver passing along the length of the train in waves. Then there was a blast of hot air as the engine sped past Vasan’ cabin, and after that the clakaty-clack of the wagons whisking past. The girl. At first I dint realize that it was a phone ring and thought that it was a doorbell and though that I was dead… but then she said chill its phone ringing… She picked up the call and it was her mother and she said she will be back in 20-25 mins..So there came the most sad part of the story and although I did not want to leave at all but I had to leave.. we wore our clothes and amidst these , while she was leaving I just happen to pinch her boob tightly and she resisted and shouted “U naughty guy. "My costume was painted on, but there are many other possibilities. Mary?"Mary took off her shirt. Her body was covered from just below her breasts with rows of horses heads, rising high over her hips like a bathing suit. Her breasts were the color of The Bay's chestnut coat. At the bottom was the gold of her pubic hair. She turned. The pattern covered her back and dipped into the crevice of her buttocks.Heather held up a sheet of paper covered with the same horse heads. "Mary simply attached.