Dressing a wreath on her head sat down on a pipe and described

While walking along the landing, she managed to braid a wreath of dandelions on her head, sharply wanted to write and began to look for a place where it can be done conveniently. I saw behind the substation old slabs and concrete pipes. She lifted her skirt, took off her panties and crouching on the pipe, began to water on top and watch the droplets flushed to the ground briskly, leaving behind a fat wet trace. She dressed and departed to see the result of her work.