Yet again, I found myself in an outfit that just didn’t suit my comfort. After freshening up, I found clothing already laid out for me. Although this outfit wasn’t nearly as scantily clad as the one before and seemed as if it’d be considerably more comfortable, it still revealed far more than I was comfortable with. One thing for certain was, that I’d no doubt be able to move without much exposure.
Lying on the bed before me were some skin-tight bottoms that looked like they were made from the sheerest of ice, but when I put them on, my powdered skin wasn’t completely exposed, though they were visible. It seemed to be uniform around here to have a double extremely high-slit skirt. This one was a sheer blue resembling something akin to winter snow and, at the waist, the design reminded me
