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281%u201cI can%u2019t pee with these on. They are too tight for me to open my legs properly,%u201d she said, getting them off and giving them to him. %u201cCan you hold them for me please. I don%u2019t want to get them wet. She walked but two paces away, turned to face him as she squatted down, opened her legs and let out a torrent of pale yellow wee with a vaginal hiss, as she looked up at him and smiled.%u201cIs it all clear, Gideon?%u201dShe knew it would force him to look at her to answer, and he did. She closed her eyes as his head turned back towards her. %u201cAll clear,%u201d he said. She kept her eyes closed, as if she was focusing on weeing, and opened her legs wider, knowing he would not be able to stop looking once he saw the pink interior of her vulva.%u201cNearly done,%u201d she said. She opened her eyes and stared straight at his. She smiled. %u201cIt%u2019s okay. No need to look away. I%u2019m not embarrassed at you seeing me. It is perfectly natural,%u201d she told him.She finished, straightened up, walked over to him and pecked him on the cheek, inadvertently brushing her pubic hairs and her wet vagina over the back of his hand held loosely at his side.%u201cThanks. You%u2019re a sweetie,%u201d she whispered, and took her breeches from his hand and put them on.He returned to the shop while she put her boots on. She enjoyed her little play and felt he got a good enough look to wank himself off for days now, which will give him some respite from his rotten wife, she thought.She was back on Henry and brought him up to a gallop, his steel shoes clattering confidently down onto the hard road surface. A few cars passed them, slowing down so as not to spook the horse. Rarely, did one encounter a driver out here that took no notice, she thought. Here in the Vale, of The White Horse, Oxfordshire, people understood the rural life.She thought about her issues. There was no way she was big enough down there to accommodate even a few inches of Henry%u2019s The Equestrian