"That's not a regulation length skirt, is it?" he asked, willingly his voice to be whimsical. He gestured with unconscious familiarity, remembering wi...stfully of the firmness of her bare thigh. "Not that I'm complaining."She smiled and picked up his hand, interlocking her fingers with his. His heart lurched."Just keep your eyes on the road, horn dog. It's my freshman skirt, and I've sort of outgrown it. But my other ones were ... in the laundry." Well thank God for dirty laundry!"She smoothed. Master let her down; Alison fell into position 4 face to the floor. Master looked at the hooded slave ?clean her up and bring her to room 40.? Matt nodded.Master George was sitting in his room sipping a drink; a knock came at his door. ?Come in? he said. The door open and in came his woman being led on a leash, he got up and took the leash. ?Your body looks so good all full of welts like that? George traces his finger over the welts, Alison squirms against his touch. ?Thank you Master?. Patience, I thought. The company that I purchased my new belly from usually sold their prosthetics attached to a full bodysuit in order to maximize comfort and the correct positioning of the belly. Obviously a bodysuit would have defeated most of the purpose of this purchase for me so I had placed a special order for one that was worn with a large mesh torso band. This left full access for all of her fun bits. Carefully she stepped into the belly band and then slowly shimmied it up over her. His parents know this, and they’re happy to encourage it because he usually learns new skills when on these trips. He intends to use the time to commune with nature, and to get fully into a new mental balance. He chose the Darunch Mountains so he can practice his mountain climbing skills, because those mountains offer the biggest challenge and are often used for such training.He’ll have a platoon of security personnel with him. Gordie is taller and older looking than his true age. His personal.