Luckily it being night and all the light were off, people could not see whats happening, until they are next to her and all the people standing near h...ve turned to other side and standing so they could not see what happening, over that she is just 5.4 and both the men were above 6ft, which cover most of the view. Now here shirt is complete open and boobs hardly covered by bra is exposed and the person behind her has started playing with them and person behind was trying to insert his hand into. The little poly tarp was hung at the back of the shelter to pull over me when it got cold as it would hold in a warm air blanket about me, yet moisture would penetrate the weave and not leave me soaked from perspiration. I had learned this trick many years before when camping with nothing but a pad, an army wool blanket and an ugly bright blue poly tarp that wrapped around everything. The first morning I poked my nose out, supremely comfortable and saw a heavy rime of frost on the grass before. ]RAISON D'ETRE[Pardon my French.]Men literally used to put on their pants one leg at a time. Leather leggings, the antecedents of Renaissance hosiery, were tubes of animal skin joined rather perfunctorily at the top. The crotch was left open for "privy" functions. Protection from exposure was the tunic.But by the 14th century, taut hose had replaced leggings, but the fit still required splitting the front. The goods still hung loose under the doubletPoor diet and the plague kept many from the. I watch myself in the mirror as I slip on my bra and hook it in the back. I slip the dress on last and smooth it down over my body. My stocking covered feet slip into the pair of heels at the foot of the bed. My legs wobble at first as I take a lap around the room. After a few laps, I feel confident and steady in my sexy fuck me heels. I feel so dirty and sexy as I take a last look before walking down to model myself in front of you. I come down stairs to see you in tan thigh highs, green thong.