I imagine you standing in front of me, naked, exposed, heavy, your sexy feet stuffed into high heels, all your weight on your aching feet, stretching ...the delicate leather straps. You sit down on your bed and I am kneeling down, at your feet, gently kissing the flesh that's bursting out of your tight high heels, breathing in the scent of leather mixed with your moist feet. I slowly take off those rigid heels, admiring your plump toes, perfectly done in a dark red color. I stuff my nose deep. ” “It could become one, Mister. I don’t normally speak to strangers on the streets of Manhattan; especially at night.” “Oh, then my name is Joey and I was … well, I wanted to tell you how attractive you are … how photogenic, and….” “And….” “But what is your name, if I may ask?” I don’t know why exactly, but he was so nice and persistent that before I knew it, I was blurting out my name to him.” “Inger,” he said, repeating my words. “A lovely name for a lovely lady.” I think it was at. Will you stop already? I was out of line. Don't cry!" Collins backpedaled quickly.Malone looked up, his pretty face red and covered in wet tears of terror and frustration. "You're right. You were trying to help me. I knew that. I just...I just...I handle crises by acting tough," he snorted. "Guess that won't work anymore, huh?"Collins' heart melted. How could any self respecting man do this? How could any human being torture another human being in such a crude fashion? Then again, it was. "Shortly after that I was on my way home. Tonight there would be no need to masturbate before going to sleep. Lia had taken care of that. I wondered what tomorrow morning would bring.I was up early showered and had breakfast. I was really antsy. It was a perfect morning. Knowing that Lia breasts were waiting to be serviced.What was waiting for me this morning? Mom wondered what had caused this change."What happened to you? You actually got up early and had a shower. If I didn't know better I.