1. A Highland Fling


    Date: 10/27/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: KatieElizabeth, Rating: 37, Source: LushStories

    the afternoon and thing I most wanted to see, the Highland Dancing. I spent a fun morning cruising round the makeshift arenas watching burly men stretch every sinew in their bodies to throw hammers, toss cabers and put stones. Other parts of the grounds showcased mock battles, displays of ancient armour and all manner of clan related memorabilia. An endless stream of bagpipe and Celtic horn players provided a subtle but beautiful musical backdrop that perfectly complimented the whole Highland Game experience. As it neared lunchtime and the start of the Highland Dancing I bought myself a bowl of Cullen Skink and a bread roll from one of the many take away vendors and made my way to the wooden stage I'd seen earlier. I was both early enough and lucky enough to be able to find a seat on the front row just to the right hand side of the stage. I put my coat over the back of the chair and watched the various pipers, drummers and fiddlers set up their instruments while I ate my soup. Eventually the tannoy crackled into life to announce the start of the afternoon's competitions. "Ladies and gentlemen, before we start today's competitions, for those of you unfamiliar with the rules of Highland Dancing, judges will award each competitor marks out of ten in each of the following four categories. Firstly, their timing and ability to follow the rhythm of the music. Secondly, for their technique, execution of the steps and body movements. Thirdly, for their artistic interpretation of the ...
    music and finally for their confidence and ability." The announcer paused momentarily to allow the audience to digest the scoring system before continuing, "Our first competitor this afternoon in the solo ladies category, representing Lanarkshire, and performing the Highland Fling, is...Jenny Wallace." There was a polite ripple of applause before Jenny Wallace walked confidently to the centre of the stage and stood with her arms extended above her head and her feet turned slightly, one in front of the other as she readied herself for the start of the music. She was dressed in a very deep red woollen tartan kilt with a gold and blue pattern woven across it. Her torso was clad in a black velvet jacket with a white linen lining and gold braid and buttons down the front. The whole outfit was made even more alluring by the matching knee high tartan hose she wore, with a pair of soft black leather shoes with an ornate laced pattern over the top of her foot. Her costume was nothing compared to her looks. She was quite a bit taller than me, very slim and had lovely long fair hair that was scraped back into a neat pony tail. Her eyes were light brown but with enchanting hints of deep green that glinted in the sunlight. Her cheekbones were quite high but that was more than compensated for by her beautiful milky white complexion and soft, pink, very kissable lips. She was simply gorgeous! A slow drum beat started up, quickly accompanied by a gentle blare from the bagpipes before Jenny ...
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