I was thickly covered with the smell of sealing wax by the time my father came back from the forests across the river.Without my acolyte's robe in my ...ag I felt like I was in limbo. None of my old clothes fit me anymore. All I had to wear were my riding leathers, and they were worn and fraying, at least one of the fraying spots was going to be potentially embarrassing if I let it get much worse. I decided to go into Demethia the next day to visit the leather shop where I had originally gotten. Her weight was on one leg, causing her hip to jut out.She was wearing heels. Stiletto heels. Really, really HIGH stiletto heels. With the five-or-so-inch heels, she was well over six feet (about 190 cm) tall.And she was wearing a bright lemon-yellow skirt. A short yellow skirt. Actually, it was a really REALLY short yellow skirt.And nothing else.When she saw the totally zoned-out expression on Tim's face, she knew she had his attention. Her firm breasts jiggled as she did her best "runway walk". This is my first story so please forgive for my bad narration. This is Ray(name changed), fair colour and normally built and meat size is 7 inch in length and 3 inches in girth, currently working in Chennai. This story is about me and my girlfriend from Delhi Priyanka(name changed) figure stats are 36c-28-32. This incident happened a few days ago.I had flown to Delhi on Friday and we were supposed to meet after 4 months of the interval, so it was a much awaited moment for both of us. We met. She made the boys turn their heads as she got out and wrapped herself in her towel. She told them to wait as she went and got them some towels to wrap up in. As she handed them the towels Kevin said “Clara, we both peeked when you got out and a lot of men would love to have a woman like you”. Despite the beer she felt her face turn red as she thanked them.They walked into the living room and the boys said “one more beer!” Clara said “I will get it for you”. As she came back into the living room.