I adore shoes like this particularly when they walked, the sole flicking her heel, making the quiet swishing sound I heard so often at work. Just the ...sound was enough to give me an erection but added to the glimpse of her soles they gave or even better when she dangled them from her toes then flicked them back up to slap her heel drove me insane. All these thoughts crossed my mind as I sat on her sofa. I was in a dream world in my own fantasy desiring to worship there lovely feet. Then a voice. She kept talking, “anyway, just before I left, Dad comes up to me and tells me to tone it down, less make up, more clothes. I grabbed a jacket and pulled it on over my outfit and headed to the door. Again, he wasn’t satisfied. He physically grabbed me and pulled me over, leaning down into my face and said ‘covering the slut with a jacket does not cover up the inner slut.’ I was furious. I pushed him back and yelled at him that I wasn’t a slut, that I haven’t even slept with a boy. He was having. "I gave her dinner, and on Monday she went off to visit the family and her grandmother. I was busy at the fair. Bernard our fitter had been down there and put up all the equipment but the two of us were rushed all day. He was a brilliant support."I was coming out of the restaurant, when Ingrid came in through the front door. She was in tears, and naturally I went to her and she cried on my shoulder. I put my arms round her, got her key and took her to her room. We sat and she told me the old. She debated with herself about taking him up on his offer as it was just coffee as she went to her apartment. Everywhere she looked she was reminded of her loss. Pictures from their wedding and vacations, souvenirs from trips they took, his favorite chair. Tears welled up in her blue eyes. She hated that she found James attractive and was considering accepting his offer of coffee.Chloe and David were childhood friends and high school sweethearts. They lost their virginity to each other just.