She looked amazing. She sat at her make-up table and showed me all that she was planning to wear. Dark eye shadow, thick, black eyeliner, black mascar... on both top and bottom lashes. Dusky red blush and bright, almost orange, red lipstick. She put her shoes on, waved goodbye, reminded me to do what I had to do in the spare room and left. I was as hard as a rock.On the bed in the spare room there was a single sheet of paper: Strip, leave the door open, kneel in the doorway. When we arrive home,. We were now close enough to the mountains to see them all of the time through the trees. We began to come to rock outcroppings, and we found a useful place among some boulders to spend our fourth night. Our joints and muscles had a great rest by spending the night sleeping flat on the ground. We felt quite cozy in a deep declivity among the rocks, and we were able to pull our travois in with us.The fifth day on the march put us among the mountains, so now it was a matter of searching for a. Another exhale, another deep breath, still eyeing her own every calculated motion, the movement of her knees, her thighs spreading apart, she hesitates, just briefly, almost teasingly. Nibbling on her lower lip, again spreading her legs a little further apart as her butt cheeks flatten across the stool she exposes her vaginal area, the smooth, puffy folds of her labia spreading, scraping across the cloth covered surface as her knees point outward in opposite directions. Seductively. She fastened the straps, then returned to thelacing on my corset."I'm going to tie a double knot on your corset. Obviously, you'll needhelp to get it off, so you'll be able to enjoy it all day Monday. Youcan wear it for a couple of hours to get used to it."By bedtime, my feet were killing me. I found that the corset kept me soupright that there was no way to even lean back in a chair, so Ialternated between standing in those heels or sitting on a stool.Finally, it was getting near bedtime and.