“So you must be the perverts in that top room, watching us through the telescope –I thought at first you must be blokes, then I realised it’s a ...irls Hall of Residence, so you must all be lesbians”. She slipped a hand inside the coat cupping my vagina inside the red leather thong: “Oh nice and warm and soft – I’m going to enjoy you”.They spoke briefly in some European language (Polish perhaps), then declared they’d love to come; provided we had enough dildos; they would bring the vodka. Just. I had always liked to look at her breasts, but had always made sure she didn't catch me, fearing that things miught become awkward between us. Tonight, however, she had caught me. She was wearing an impossibly short miniskirt and a low cut white shirt that had no shoulder straps and stayed on simply by being tight. Under this she was wearing a slightly higher cut brown spaghetti strap shirt that squeezed her breasts together and showed off a wonderful amount of her 33c cleavage. When she had. Here was an attractive young woman dressed in leather asking me in for a nightcap. I think I made a joke about only drinking communion wine and then said yes. How could I refuse a young woman dressed as a dominatrix, even if it was only a costume?After parking the car, I followed her up to her place. Upon entering the apartment, we proceeded into what was basically the main living room. It was nicely decorated and fairly neat. There was another room separated from the main room by a hanging. And I wanted to come back with her too, as its been a long time I came to native. So I planned to come with her by train. We could have booked tickets on flight but I don’t know why I booked it on train. And thank god that I did that. It gave another level of pleasure day that in the train. Now let me come to the story.So as you guys already know that we are coming back assam by train. So on the scheduled day we boarded the train. It was a 3 tire AC coach and the moment I found our seats, I was.