I stared out of the window, bored, as the train trundled on through the countryside. I had no idea where on the map we were, but I knew I was a long way away from my destination. The bogey I was sitting in was decently packed, but the seats opposite me were empty. From this I inferred that a family would be occupying those seats, and that did not improve my mood. All I wanted opposite me was a group of hot girls, which was all the entertainment I would want for this journey. As the train pulled into a tiny station and the next passengers boarded, I found my hopeful dream half fulfilled. Opposite me was a family all right, but the daughter was hot as flaming hell. She was accompanied by her parents and her brother, who were dressed very traditionally, as was she. I took a closer look at her as she bent over to slide her suitcase under her seat. She was about 19, the same age as me. I guessed her height at around 5’10. She was pretty slim, with a tiny waist and A cup boobs, but her ass was huge. I enjoyed watching her bend over and seeing the shape of her butt through her modest salwar kameez. She straightened up, adjusted her dupatta and flicked back her ponytail. Her hair was as black and shiny as her eyes, and her features had that innocent beauty so common amongst small town girls. She wore gold earrings, and the tiny silver ring in her nose made me a little hard inside my jeans. But for all the modest display she put up, she didn’t fool me. I could tell from the way she moved her hips and from the size of dat ass that she’d seen some action. At this point her father caught me staring and I quickly looked out the window. She sat down directly opposite me and I felt the bulge in my pants grow bigger. I grew uncomfortable as I found I couldn’t sit in peace; the father glared at me every time I looked in front of me, i.e. at his daughter. Resigned, I climbed on to the upper berth, happy to be away from those glaring eyes. I looked down at her as she typed something on her cellphone and my heart skipped a beat as I saw the outline of a black bra strap where her dupatta had shifted. The bulge in my pants turned into a full blown erection. I squirmed and tried to distract myself by listening to some music. But as my phone scanned for my Bluetooth headset, it detected another device, a mobile phone with the name $!MM¡. After decoding this jumble of symbols, I realized this phone probably belonged to a girl named Simmi. I looked down at my hot co-passenger, who seemed like the only female in the compartment who knew what Bluetooth was. A wild idea came into my head. I rushed to the toilet and clicked a picture of my 7 inch fully erect penis. Then I changed my Bluetooth name to B0ñ€r and sent the picture to the new device as I walked back to my seat. I kept a close watch on my phone as well as on the girl, who was still clicking away on her cell. I felt my pulse quicken as the picture was accepted and sent, but the girl’s expression didn’t change.