On a hot summer morning, I lied and told my parents I was riding my bike to a girl friends house which was a few miles away. This is not unusual to ride our bikes when you live in the country as everyone around us was across many acres of fields or miles of country roads apart.  I planned a fun day for myself as I wanted to walk naked in areas of the country I had not been before.   This was not unusual for me to be nude on or around our farm since my parents are nudists and our property was quite large.  I just wanted something a little more daring and new so I planned an adventure off the farm.  My dad was already out on the farm working early, as usual.  I ate breakfast,  I kissed my mom goodbye and eagerly rode my bike down the long dusty gravel driveway.  

As I usually did, I planned my idea out in advance and my outfits too.  I was wearing my pink flip flops, some yellow elastic athletic shorts with white trim and my usual white tank top.  I don't normally wear underwear so, those were left behind and my titties are far from needing a bra at this stage in my life. I was just a girl out in the summer sun having some erotic fun.  The sun was low yet and the air was warm as I peddled my bike down the road slowly and kept thinking about my destination a few miles away.  As I saw the railroad tracks in the distance, my heart was pounding with excitement and I was working up a sweat from the ride. I approached the railroad tracks and looked around, I  was definitely alone out in the fresh country air. What an amazing feeling.  I pulled up to the metal tracks and turned down the gravel path the tracks laid on.  It was hard to pedel my bike so, I hopped off and pushed it along the tracks a few yards and hid it in some tall brush far off the road. 

This was the spot I was dreaming about.  I was excited to get on with my journey down the rail raod tracks and be free in the warm air and beaming sunshine.  I was already sweating as I returned to the tracks and set off on my naked voyage.  I immediately pulled my tank top over my head and I had myredish sunbleached curly hair up in a pony tail.  That's typical in the summer for me.  I wiped the sweat from my face and neck and then slid my shorts off.  I immediately felt the summer breeze blowing over my bald pussy.   Hair had not grown there yet as I looked past my strong abdominal muscles to my mound of flesh.  I strolled feeling free in my flip flops steppping on the rail road ties being playful and taking in the new environment. Naked, I turned to see the road disappearing behind me as I rounded a slow curve and my adventure had begun.  What a sensational feeling awakening my exhibitionist urges and walking nude outside in the open air. 

As I walked for a while, I had to wipe the sweat from my face and neck while the blazing sun beat down on my skinny pale body.  Feeling very liberated and aroused, I found a place at the bottom of an out of use telephone pole to leave my clothes. I kept my flip flops on as the tar and metal and wood were very hot.  I could feel the heat coming from them like a sauna.  Back on the tracks, I kept on with my naked walk.  I looked as the wind blew the long grasses and alfalfa over the vast fields on one side down the hill and there was wooded land to my other side.   Step by step, I was becoming very hot as the sweat was running from my forehead and down my neck and upper torso.  I loved  the feeling of being sweaty as my body was beginning to shine from persperation.  I loved to see the beads of sweat building up and running down my my young muscular hairless body.  The sweat from my chest and belly ran down past my bald mound and dripped from my pale tingly vagina.  It was getting hotter and I was wet!!!

In the distance, I saw a wooden bridge. I set my sights on that as I ran my sweaty hands over my slippery teen body.  I teased my erect little nipples that perked out from my flat chest as I walked slowly and my fip flops were slapping against my bare feet. I have always enjoyed the feeling I have when I play with my nipples.  (In school, I would cross my arms on the table and lightly rub, lightly flick them or pinch them while in class as it was addicting and felt so erotic).  Anyway, I was extremely hot as I finally approached the old wooden bridge. It ran over a small creek.   This is perfect!!!

I carefully walked naked down the slippery gravelly side of the bridge in my slippery flip flops down to the shallow water.  I kicked off my sandles and stepped in the cold running water.   How refreshing as the cool water ran over my sweaty feet.  Bending over, I puddled the water in my hands and splashed the cool water over my legs and chest watching it drip from my nipples as it cooled my body.  I walked to the middle where it was a little deeper and squatted down to submerge my skinny little ass and hot pussy lips under the cool running stream.  It was refreshing.  I looked for a clean gravel part of the stream and layed down on the pebbles as the refreshingly cold water poured itself over my skinny tone frame.  I laid in the mild current enjoying my naked dip in the clear water.  Sliding myseld down into the water more, I laid my head back and got my sweat soaked hair wet too.  I raised my pelvis just enough out of the water to see allow the water to slightly run over my body and pale bald mound as the sun kissed my shiny skin.  This was a very erotic view for me.  This is exactly what I was looking for and found my new special secret place I can revisit.  

After a 10-15 minute "swim" I stood up refreshed as the water ran from my body as I felt the warm air immediate cover my goose bump riddles pale skin. My pink nipples erect and dripping the drops of water down my belly.   It was still morning-ish and plenty hot.  Exiting the stream as the pebbles and sand pushed between my toes.   I slid my flip flops back on, took a sip of the crystal clear water and carefully climbed back up to the top of the bridge still wet from the stream.  I climbed onto one of the wooden rails and sat on the warm grey wood as my body never really dried as I began to sweat again.  I opened my creamy muscular thighs to expose my vulva to the sun. My bare slit looked like 2 hamburger bun tops parted by my growing pink labia.  My labia wasn't long yet but it was getting fatter and pushed my vulva aside as they were now starting to be more prominate at this age.  The sun sparkled on the beads of water and sweat as it ran down my belly and down over my bald pussy.  I loved the feeling of my lips being warmed by the sun as there was not a cloud in the sky.  Aroused and excited, I loved this moment alone.   I could take my time and enjoy being a teen nudist.  I could see my pink labia parting my now swelling vulva. Reaching down to lightly run my fingers over the skin to feel the excitement between my creamy thighs.   I have always been turned on looking at myself and the thought of me being exposed to the vast fields was a huge turn on to me.   Taking it all in, I laid back on the wide wooden railing in the blazing morning sun as it was burning on my pale farm girl skin. I let my young legs dangle on each side to lay exposed to the sky. Playing with my nipples for a couple minutes to enhance my arousea but, I wanted to venture on and not get too sunburned.

Moving on, I jumped off the railing and crossed the bridge to the other side.  I continued my exciting walk farther away from my clothes and bike as the sound of running water disappeared in the distance.  I felt so daring and was definitely feeding my young urges.   My body was sweating as I continued a few minutes down the rail road tracks.  I came up to an opening in the woods where someone had cleared as a path.  My heart was racing already but this made it jump into my throat. There were many sets of motorcycle or bike tire marks in the dirt.  I looked carefully around and listened to the quiet country air.  Silence except the trees blowing and some birds watching me be my naughty self.   As the sweat ran down my body and Curious, I entered the path into the woods.  It was nice to be in some shade as the path was well matted and beat up from a dirt bike so walking it was easy.  The path went down a small hill then curved to the left through some trees.  Naked, I took on the adventure to find out where this path led too.  After walking carefully for about 10 minutes nude throught the woods in the shade, the path ran long the stream I was in before.  The dirt bike trail ran next to the stream for a few minutes then, I saw a small fishing shed next to the water.  I paused as my heart raced in excitement and uncertantity.  I stood there nude and listened carefully as I looked to see a space someone had made a little firepit and a clearig all around it, There were folded lawn chairs leaning up against the small shed but it was completely silent except for the running water to my side and the leaves blowing in the trees. 

After standing on the path and listening, I determined I was the only one here. My heart was pounding with uncertaintity.  I placed one foot in front of the other as I carefully approached the old wooden shed staring intentently at it.  It had a window on the front side and a door facing the water.   Standing in front of the old sketchy fishing shanty, I unlatched the lock on the door as it swung open slowly on it's own.  I let it swing open as my eyes were immediately looking inside to see what was behind the doors. The light allowed me to see inside where there was a folding chair, makeshift small table and 3 old metal bread load bins to the side of the entry.  Two black tackle boxes ( one big and one small) some fishing poles, and a couple flashlights were on the floor. I carefully stepped into the shed onto the dirty wooden floor as it creaked creapily.  My heart was still pounding as I began to snoop around.  I squatted down next to the metal bins and popped open the metal lid.  This bin was completely full of adult magazines.  Nice!!

A little more comfortable, I opened the next bin and there were more pornographic magazines filled to the top.  I assumed the same from the 3rd bin but I was wrong.  That bin had a plastic bag in it. I opened the black plastic bag and there was a lot of women's lingerie. I pulled some out and there were garters, nylons, thigh highs, fisnets, a couple mesh body suits,  Some high heeled shoes and some open toed flats.  Both weresilver and glittery.  The lingerie was many different colors from black, light purple, light blue , white and panty hose too.  I put thet lingerie back in the bag and put it back in the bin and closed it.  I was interested in the magazines though.  I took a couple out from the bins. One was Club Magazine and one was Cherry. I opened them on the small table as I stood naked in front of them but still listening intently.   I loved to see these ladies posing in different positions and spreading their lips and sharing their bodies with the world.  I personally was envious of them.  I wanted to do that too.  I wanted to be a nude model someday.  Turning page by page, I was more aroused.  I spread my feet shoulder width in my flip flops and ran my fingers up to my nipples to play with them while I admired these beautiful women. Sweat was running down my body as I was alone and ready to masturbate.  I ran my right hand over my pounding chest gliding over the sweat while my left hand gave my little titties the attention they craved.   Flicking and rollong my erect nipples between my fingers, I found my bald sweaty mound and slid my finger between my slippery slit and found my sensitive clit.  I was in familiar teritorry on my body, my voyeurist eyes were glues to the magazines as I lightly massaged my young erect clit and turned the pages as I stared at the se beautiful women. I rubbed my tiny clit so lightly while I turned the pages of the magazines as I was feeling incredible. It was sorta dark in the shed as the only light came from the door and small window. I took the magazines out into the hot breeze for a better view of the women posing for me.  I set them on an old log by the water.  I squatted down opening my pale young thighs to expose my bald pussy to the air. With my knees wide, I immediately found my tiny sensitive clit and went back to my task of pleasing myself.  I took my time bringing my skinny body to full arousal as I reached with my elbow in front of my knee as I leaned forward to pleasure my vagina.  Running my palms over my inner thighs and back to my waiting crotch and a few flicks of my clit and back over slippery warm thighs.  Alone, I wanted this amazing adventure to continue.  I turned more pages and envied these sexy women while I masturbated in public.    

I wanted to be them.  I masturbated while my heart pounded in excitement and I felt ever inch of my young body.  Sweat was dripping from my nose and chin in the extreme morning heat.  I stood up and went back to the shed to grab a folding chair.  I stood and listened to hear a mororcycle engine reving in the distance.  Shit, I panicked, shut the door of the shed, grabbed the magazines and was going to run back down the trail to the railroad tracks but, that might be where the motorcycle ride was coming from.  I folded the magazines and crossed the stream which was over knee deep to me.  I pushed my legs against the current and up the stream where there was a small "beach " of gravel where I could exit the stream and hide behind the thick brush splashing the water and hurrying across the current.  In my slipery flip flops, i jogged a little dow the waters edge then I went  few yards into the brush as it scratched me while I hid. 

I heard the motorcycle engine getting closer and closer as the noise parted the thick humid air. I was terrified but I was also well hidden.   I could tell the biker slowed and turned down the same path I entered in.  In a few seconds, there he was on a little mini bike.  Naked and hidden, my heart was racing as tried to control my breathing while I watched him lean his bike against the tree and remove his helmet and look at his watch.  He was wearing blue jean overalls and a white tshirt with the sleeves cut off and work boots.  He was definitely a farmer as my dad dressed the same way.  He has a back pack on and walked quickly to the shed.  He stopped, removed the backpack and set it on the ground.  HE went behind the shad and came back with a large mirror like I had on my dresser.  He leaned it against the shed untied his boots and kicked them off and slid his overalls off and stepped out of them.  He picked them up with his underwear and opened the shed and threw them in on the table. Extremely curious, I moved a step over for a little better view but cautious not to make any noise.  His strong bare ass was sticking out under his shirt.  He then pulled his shirt off and threw it into the shed too. He had a very muscular body with tan lines from his shirt. His hair was wet, dark and matted.  

I voyeured this young man as he grabed the folding chair next to the shed, opened it and sat down and unzipped his back pack. He quickly pulled out more magazines that were in plastic bags and another plastic bag which he pulled out some more lingerie.   Shocked to see him leanin back and sliding the lingerie onto his musculary hairy legs.  He was clearly in a rush as he pulled the other thigh high black nylon up to his knees, then stood up and pulled thm up to mid thigh on each side. My naughty farmer then went inside the shed as his semi erect cock pointed out and he returned with the open toe silver shoes on his feet and a mason jar.   I have never seen a man dressed in women's attire and watched intently as he positioned the mirror on the side of the she near me and looked at himself in the mirror grabbed his big cock and started jerking off.  He watched himself in the thigh highs and this really turned my level of arousal to a higher level. I quietley watched him stroke his hairy cock slowly with his right hand as his balls kept pace swinging between his open legs as he turned around to see his ass in the mirror.  He was facing towrd the sun as I enjoyed watching him beat off in front of me.  Turning completely around, he was more aggressive as he abused his hard shaft for his young voyeur.  His left hand massaged his ass and nipples, just like me while he stared at himself in the mirror. Then, he grabbed the mason jar from the chair and held it in front of him.  As his strong body tensed up, he shoved the head of his large cock in the jar and began to cum.  I was fucking amazed as I played with my nipples unknowingly as I was so focused in him. I watched him twitch a few times as he quietly moaned as he climaxed and milked his manhood into the glass jar.  He milked every drop into it as I was mesmerized.   He set the jar on the chair and screwed the lid on, took his fingers and wiped the head of his cock and then licked the cum from his fingers.  Holy fuck, I felt numb to this experience. 

After his quick session, he went inside the shed with his jar of cum, undressed and exited a few moments naked and half erect.  I lightly slid my palm over my crotch feeling the tingling sensation and needing to satisfy it but not now. I couldn't risk getting caught.  Through the leaves, I watched the perverted farmer put his clothes back on, gathered his stuff and put the bag in the shed, closed it, put the mirror back, put his helmet on, start his bike, looked at his watch and rode off back down the trail.   Holy fuck... what had I just witnessed and how am I so fucking horny right now.  I listened carefully as I heard the mini bike rev away down the tracks and into the distance.   I imediately climbed throught the thick shrubs and back to the water.  I was drenched in sweat and have broken off bark and leaves on my wet body and some minor scapes.  Phew...that was clsoe and nothing like I have ever witnessed.  It was intense and extremely exotic for my young eyes to witness but, I am glad I did.  

Knowing I was alone, I eagerly walked into the cool stream.   I stopped in the deepest part and submerged my scolding hot body and felt the cool water drown my skin as I squatted for a few seconds to cool off.  Again, I dunked my head back to cool my head and wet my hair.   I stood up and the water dropped from my body as I was excited to go back to the shed now that my farmer friend was gone, for now.  I kept a keen ear out as I opened the door to the shed and stepped back inside.  My body was still drippiig from the stream onto the wooden floor.  If he saw that, it's a dead give away that someone had been here.   I grabbed the heavy rusted tin boxes and brought them outside.   I opened the first box again thenrealized, I left the other magazines on the other side of the river.   Oh well, they were hidden.  I took two more magazines out and spread them onto the ground.  I walked back behind the shed and grabbed his mirror.  I leaned it up against the side of the shed where he had it earlier and positioned the chair in front of it as I had my magazines laid out in front of me.  I sat in the chair and opened my wet legs to expose me bare pussy.  I looed at myself in the dirty mirror and looked back and forth between the magazines and posed for myself like the ladies had for their photographer.  After looking and those magazins for a while, I opened the other bin with the lingerie.  I pulled out all of them, held them up in front of me and chose a white garter, the clips and the thigh highs that went with them. I sat on the chair and slid the slippery material over my pale wet legs.   They were a little tricky to get on as my body was moist but I was determined.  The white nylon material was not tight to me small short teen legs but as I manuvered myself, it made it work.  I slid on the garter up to my waist and clipped the belt to the thigh highs as I looked at myself in the mirror.  

Listenig over the running water, I posed in the mirror enjoying my sexy petite body wrapped in the sexy fabric.   THe feeling of arousal was enhanced by the view in the mirror as I turned to see my cure little ass and peeking between the waist garter and the thigh highs.   I decided to move the mirror closer to the river and into the sunlight.  I leaned it against the bushes and positioned it so the sun would reflect onto my body and light me up.  I was under the spotlight while I posed and played with my young parts. I sat on the chair in front of the mirror and opened my short legs to the beaming mirror.   I immediately began masturbating while I was lit up and extremely hot.  I pulled my legs up from behind my knees to reveal my bald swelling crotch to the light and held myself open like the models in the magazines.  I was a few feet from the mirror as I reached under my lingerie wrapped legs and slid my fingers uo and down my slit pulling my lips open to reveal my throbbing pink labia.   I pulled my pussy open from under my sexy legs to expose my wet pink hole.  I was dripping with sweat and then massaged my teen cunt slowly and posed in the dirty mirror in public.  It was sucha rush to see myself in this light and lingerie.  Massaging my crotch I knew I was going to have an orgasm soon. I paused, played with my nipples as I sat legs open in the mirror.  I voyeured myself as my heart was throbbing in my chest as I sweat in the light. 

I was going to try on a new outfit when I remembered, he had the mason jar.   I quickly rushed to the shed and looked for the jar. I didn't see it out so I opened the tackle boxes and found sex toys in one  and the small jar in the other. This was my first experience with seeing cum and never in a jar. I opened the jar and smelled it.  The jar had an unusual aroma and clearly had his cum in it from before.  I took the jar and  a set of nipple clamps back out to the chair.  I was eager to clip the clamps on my small erect nipples and the pinch was intense as I adjusted the tension on eachperky nipple and let the chains hang.  I watched myself in the mirror as I stood in the bright light with my nipples being teased and tugged down from the chain. I have used clothes pins before but nit with the weight of the chains and this was such an intense feeling for my young mind.   I was sensory overload for me to see my small pale swety frame in lingerie and clamps pleasing me.   I was getting out of control and have lost my inhibitions long ago.  I grabbed the jar and sat back on the chair,  I tipped it slowly to let some of the farmer's cum drip onto my chest.  I took my other hand and massaged it and played with his cum as it slowly dripped down and into my belly button. With my fingers, I scooped some and brought the cum to my lips.  I stuck my tongue out to taste his saltyl load.  I knew it was gross but my guard was down and I have not had an opportunity like this again. I licked his cum a little and then sat on the ground in the dirt in front of the mirror. I have seen many photo shoots where the woman gets an load of cum shot onto her face and chest etc...  This was my goal to recreat this while I had the chance. 

My filter was long gone and I was in adventure mode.   I leaned back in my attire and poured some of the warm cum onto my sweaty wet chest and let it run down my muscular belly as I tried to control where it went.   I used my hand to smear the stragers slippery cum over my chest and belly.  I was highyl stimulated naked in the woods with the view of myself and the chains clipped to my sensitive nipples.   Watching in the mirror, I pulled the chains to arouse my sore nipples as I started to masturbate.   I knew this wasn't going to take long as I was well over due.  With my legs spread wide and the fabric sticking otthem to become more transparent, I frantically slpapped my finger back and forth over my throbbing clit. Public masturbation is an addiction to me.  I heard my breathing more and ir was heavier as I wanted to get myself off and wanted much more.  My climax was near and to put me ove rthe edge, I poured his cum over my face and my body was spasming and jumping as I watched and felt his cum run down my forehead, over one of my eyes and down to my mouth and neck. I came seconds after I saw his cum hit my face.  My small frame tightened as my stomach muscles tense to reveal my six pack abs and I tasted his salty old cum in my mouth. 

I used my tongue to lick the sides of my mouth while my fingers were sliding over my sweat, and cum soaked clit.   I guided his cum over my clit hood and continued to rub out another round of muscle tightening orgasms while I clenched my toes in the fabric and tightened my body as my fetish was feedig my orgasm.   My skinny pale now red skin shined  with cum and sweat as I kept to my task of seeing my orgasm through.  I remember saying, holy fuck, holy fuck holy fuck while having my outter body experience and then pullin ght chains fron m y cum smeared nipples to a final burst from my body as my legs fell open and my head held up to see me in the bright light squirming and breathing and sweating uncontrollably.    My sensitive clit was lightly being rubbed as I jerked and jumped to my final orgasm watchig intently as my cunt was tightening and releasing a continuous pulse from a small gape to closed for the last of my orgasm.   Out of breath, I sat covered in cum as beads of sweat ran down the sides and middle of my body.   Looking in the mirror in disbelief, I felt dirty and satisfied at the same time.   I posed for myself in the mirror as my shiny body reflected it's juices in the light.  My heart was racing from a very satisfying experience.  Watching my stomach go in and out as I tried to catch my breath while voyeuring myself as my pink labia were now more prevelent and swollen.  WHat a rush. 

Weak at the knees, I stood and held the chair.   I saw my young cum covered body dripping in sweat and pleasure.  My pussy was drippping with my own cum as I quickly grabbed the jar and placed it under my tiny pussy as my cum slowly dripped into the jar.  It wasn't much but my juices made a string of cum into the jar and I wiped my slit and sucked the cum from my fingers.  I could taste his cum mixed with mine and sweat too.  Completely satisfied, I placed the lid back on the jar and walked wobbly to the water.  I slowly entered the stream as the refreshing cool fluid washed over my feet.   I walked carefully to the middle where it was deeper.   I sat down to feel my body tempurature cool immediately and I felt so amazing.  My hot pussy felt the sensation run over it and the cum was removed from my skin.   I stayed squatted as I felt I was going to overheat a few minutes ago in my climactic state.  To play with his cum was a hude excitement to me and a new experience.  As the slow current ran past me, I stayed in the stream for a few more minutes to cool my aroused body off.  Feeling my sore nipples was a reminder of how intense this all was for someone my age.  I craved a new experience and it litreally slapped my in the face.  

After cooling off, I walked in my drenched lingerie onto the waters edge.  I stood in my transparent sexy attire in the bright mirror and feeling extremely sexy.   Listening carefully, I knew I was still alone and started to put his belongings back. I then realized I couldn't put the wet lingerie back so, I kept it on.   Locking the door to the shed, I slid my flip flops back on and walked in my wet see through outfit back to the train tracks.  Once I emerged on the tracks, I set my course back to my clothes and bike.  I still felt the cum oozing from my small untrained pussy.   In the hot sun, I made my way back toward the bridge.  The fields of grass were blowing and I needed to cum again.  I ventured off the tracks to the fields and walked about 40 yards into the golden waves of grass.  I matted down some of the light grass and laid down in the hot sun.  Sweating in the humidity, I laid in the field and let the sun bake in my skin as I laid back on my elbows and spread my tired legs to the open air.  This allowed me to lightly massage my clit as I laid there in the grass sweating.  I then heard the train horn in the distance.   I masturbated knowing I was going to be passed by the train.  I stood up and walked toward the train tracks and stopped at the edge of the grass.   I sat on a log and continued to play with my pussy.  The trian got closer and so did my orgasm.  

I sat with my legs wide and began to cum and the familiar climax was taking over me. The trainwas closer and then eventually passed by my in a massive rumble as the engine passed rapidly athe the cars raced by me a few yards away. I don't think thyey had a chance to see me and I leaned forward and releaded my orgasm as the train blew the trees around and I felt the intensity of my orgasm and the steel locomotive noisily flying by as my moans were never heard as the noise was massive.   I kept cuming and fingereing my cunt hoping I would be seen but there was nothing anyone on the thrain could do.   MY sloppy bald pussy was expadning and contracting as I please my young vagina again.   Such a rush as I felt my slippery crack oozing clear cum that ran over my asshole.  I leaned forward to watch it drip from my body to the log.  After gathering myself, I stood up with weak legs again and walked to the rail road tracks.  When I reached the bridge, I removed the lingerie from my pale skin to feel the air blow over my small pale country girl frame.  I strolled nude in my flip flops back to my clothes.  I hung the lingerie hidden off the tracks for me to find later.   I carefully and intently walked back to my bike and decided to go past it to the road.  I quickly walked onto the very hot asphalt to reveal myself to the road and no one was near.  I stood naked there for a bit then walked back to my bike.  I placed my shorts and shirt in the basket and pushed my bike back to the road.   My small hairless slit kept dripping cum down my leg as I wiped it and tasted it's satisfying flavor.   

I slid my shorts back on and my top too.  I rode my bike slowly back home though the hot summer sun and country breeze.  I made my way down the dusty driveway and my mo came outside and asked if I was ok.   I said yes and she said, how about we go to the pond and swim to cool off.  I said I was thirsty and needed lunch, she said, that was 2 hours ago and went inside to pack me a sandwich.  I quenched my thirst with Kool Aid and we went and skinny dipped a the pond. It took a while for my pussy to stop dripping as I sat in the scloding sun naked with my mom and we swam to cool off.   I have been back to the shed a few times on and off and have enjoyed the experience the guy on the mini bike provided for me.   

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