I sat back and watched with a small, polite smile on my face, responding to their comments and actions as seemed reasonable.There was one behavior I d...dn't let them get away with. The first time a breast 'accidentally' fell out of a bikini top I told the owner to put it back. She did so giggling, even though I was frowning. It didn't take very long before another girl had the same accident. I managed to get them to turn the stereo off while I told them that the rules for tonight were for no. My dad is 50 and mom is 46 and they are smart looking couple.Our train started at 2.30 pm for Mumbai. We got reservation in Ist A.C. coupe. In our coupe, we occupied 3 berths and 4th one was a boy of 18 years and he was also going to Delhi. His name was Joel and he got familiar with us very soon. He told that he was NRI from UK. His father settled there. He came Mumbai 20 days before to see his grandparents. He told that he has his uncle at Delhi and he is going to Delhi to meet him and his. " Yes, yes. I'm here," Me interrupted as she sk**ded to a halt in front of Clara, cupping her hands. As the shorter woman held her hands up to Clara she opened them slowly. Clara cocked an eyebrow at what she saw before looking back at Me. "Your salad topper?" she asked in confusion.Me smiled widely at the small lizard in her hand just like the one they had seen when they first landed. "It's also spicy," she said before nodding at the hatch, "Open it up." Clara took another queer look at her. Now Bella had come of age she was no longer simply dressed in pink frilly dresses; though she was still paraded on a Sunday in such attire the girls, with Jane’s full approval, would often show off Bella’s feminine beauty with more slutty outfits. Her hair had grown long and soft and was oft tied in a pony-tail now; she was adorned with black stockings and stilettos, a tight short skirt which accentuated her now perfect round bottom, tight thick patent leather belt which squeezed her slim.