Paper Girl
As I walk to church on Sunday mornings early so as to practice the hymns on the organ, I see a paper girl with her trolley delivering the paper in a road that leads to a small park, I have often thought what does she do if on a cold dark morning she needs to pee.
Well this morning as I walked down this road at the park entrants was her trolley with no sign of her and there are no houses at that point in the road to deliver papers too, only the old park keepers house no some museum thing.
As I entered the park I was looking around to see if I could see her, and there she was in the over grown garden of the park keepers house between the two bay windows, with her sweat pants and knickers down weeing with her back to the house and giving me a side view of her nice bum, she was looking down but then she looked up and saw me, she pulled her things up and stood up saying sorry but she had to go, I replied that it was ok with me as it was not my garden, she then ran to her trolley and off up the road, I walked on though the park.
Good job the clocks went back an hour today or it would have been to dark to see here there. I think that I should look of to that spot every time that I pass it.
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