Nan Rinya takes a seat on a stool, pushes her long hair from her face, and gazes out across a sweeping vista of lush green trees. The air is still. A sheer pink top clings to her breasts. Nan pushes fingers into the waistband of her pink shorts and wriggles out of them. Fingers follow into her panties, prising them from the growing slickness of her pussy. Nan pushes her top up over the sweet mounds of her breasts, fingertips flicking deftly at her engorging nipples. Then casting it aside Nan rises, naked.