Then it was back to wrestling with regular boners and urgent needs. In fact, I better run on upstairs. We had slight turbulence most of the fight and ...he captain kept everyone in their seats the whole time. I can use a little relief about now."Gerald dragged his daughter's luggage up the stairs for her. Miranda could manage stairs fairly well, but only if she allowed for the inertia of her ample appendage by counterbalancing its swing with a motion of her hips and the pair of hefty testicles. The last two are William, or Bill who carries short swords and a bow that glows with a soft light of magic. The last, to my surprise is Ruth a young woman, she carries a long sword, along with two short swords. Ruth falls into step with Isabel opposite my side. I pull our group of guards over to the side, and I have a quick conversation with them. First, I asked if they had ever been in combat with a magic user as part of the unit. That rarely occurs so it did not surprise me the only two that. The manager brought her chief fitter and some skinny, young looking models. The van was full of their ready to wear collection, and it took quite some time to unload everything and bring it into the living room.Clarice’s living room was like a small movie theatre. The girls and I sat in the front row. The fitter set up her station at the side of the room. She had a box for the girls to stand on while she measured them, a digital camera, a small table with a notebook on it, and of course her. The skirt was incredibly short. It probably was not but at sixteen having a perfect ass mini-skirted, only two steps from your nose, warps your perception."Take your skirt off."She undid the belt buckle and pulled the belt out of the loops. She brought both of her hands to her waist and I could tell she was doing something. I saw the waist of the skirt loosen and she let the skirt go.It dropped to the floor.I think she stepped out of it, and kicked it aside. I am not sure though, because at.