to me. She was wearing baggy shorts, and a loose t-shirt, that couldn’t hide her rather impressive breasts, she wasn’t wearing a bra. and her nipples thrust out at the fabric. She was quite lovely I thought. "Yes, that's me." I replied with a warm smile, as my eyes took in her figure, her legs were fabulous. Gesturing with her hand to her travelling companion, she said: "My friend and I love your stories.... we act them out quite often." and she smiled suggestively at me