Malon loses the dress.

With an impish smile, Amazon kicked off her boots, leaving her barefoot in the grass. The individual blades brushed against her soles and stuck up in clumps between her toes.

The skirt was the next to go, being an easy to remove garment. Malon simply unbuttoned it and let it drop to the ground. She then set about unbuttoning her stuffy blouse. When she dropped the shirt to the ground, she was left in nothing but a small shift which covered her delicates.

It was then that Malon considered stopping. She was already without most of her clothes, and the breeze cooled her body nicely in the heat of the evening. But some adventurous part of her demanded that she finish what she started.

Malon curled her fingers around the hem of the shift and pulled it off of her body, leaving the redhead stark naked in the middle of the ranch. Even alone, merely amongst horses, Malon could feel her heart beating away in her chest. The excitement of it all was getting to her, she was doing something so naughty, so inappropriate for a lady.

Yet, she felt a new spring in her step. She wanted to run, to feel the breeze against her skin. To cartwheel and somersault through the soft grass, and without any more thought, she did.

Malon couldn’t remember the last time she simply had fun running around, without a care in the world. Yet, the feeling was amazing, to know that she could be caught, that she was breaking the rules, enjoying herself. It was a godsend after working under Ingo for so long.