I really didn’t want to trust my sprinting abilities at the end of the race. However, there was always that possibility, and I had also studied the ...inal straight.Because the jumping had taken more time than actually planned, I really didn’t have much time to feel sorry for myself. Those few interruptions had cut down the time even more. Soon I was there on the line, waiting for my turn. Once I was on my way I just concentrated on my own skiing, keeping my technique solid and passing as many. After putting the dress on and with the help of my cousinzipping up the back she told me to lay down and let my nails dry, afterawhile of weeping, myself to sleep, I woke up with a tug on my arm. WhenI came to I noticed my feet first, they were covered in sparkly pinksilk pantyhose riding up under my dress, I noticed that my legs weretied up with knee highs to the bed post, When I tried to wiggle my feetI noticed the cool sensation of my dress rubbing against my pantyhose. Ilooked up to see. We moved to the kitchen table and talked over our breakfast.“You need to put the leaf in the dining room table.”“Check. Leaf in the table.”“I need to go to the farmer’s market and get a head of fresh garlic and the potatoes. I took the game hen’s out last night and have them thawing in the fridge.”“Check. You shop.”“While I am gone, you need to spread the carpet cleaner and then vacuum it up. That should get the whole place to stop smelling like all we do is have non-stop sex.”“Check. No. She looked very sexy sitting there with her huge brown tits desperately to escape from their bra, she was no more than 1m 50cm tall with a nice big round fat ass.I gave her the drink, she reached behind and unhooked her bra and released her heaving bosom.She knocked the drink back in one and handed me the glass "get me another refill and I will let you see my pussy" she giggled.I returned with the drink to find her pantieson the floor, and she had positioned herself on one of the sofas in a.