I can't wear them today." Just wear your sweatpants." They make me, well, they make me sweat too much. That's why my longjohns are still damp." I don'...t know what to tell you son," His dad said as Chris looked tohim, on his way up to his room to look for something to wear he stoppedby Kate's room."Don't wait for me Kate I have to put my long johns in the dryer." I don't wanna ski with mom and dad, don't you have something else towear? Can't you just keep your pyjama pants on?" No, I only had the. "I contributed to the unspoken fun by telling them that I really tried to give money back to the casino, but they stopped me before I was successful.I was snuggled in my ladies' arms as I drifted off to sleep a short while later.My eyes opened at the almost perfect time. I could see just a hint of first light through the glass patio doors. I got out of bed, put my peg on, peed, put shorts and T-shirt on, and made my way to the patio.I had just sat down to watch the glow increase a fraction at a. It was a hip-rider type that didn't completely cover the last inch of her butt crack.Next she donned the dress. It couldn't have weighed more than six ounces, he knew, and was made of some shimmery material. Indeed, that was why Lori had foregone her usual garter belt; the dress was so thin that a garter belt, and especially the nub-ends of the garters, would have been all too visible. Due to her narrow waist, the dress was zippered in back; she would never have been able to get the dress’. It was hard to know which of the two of them was more distracted by their situation but Allison knew that it wasn’t helping her with the things she needed to get done. The prospect of the forthcoming fetish event with June and Cerys wasn’t helping either...As she squeezed herself into a seat behind one of the tables a slightly familiar voice said, “Hello,” and then after a pause, “It’s Allison Terry, isn’t it?”It took Allison a few moments to place the slim, rather handsome man who was speaking.