Talk about love at first sight! Those liquid blue eyes and sandy blondehair, pert nose and sensual lips had me before "hello". So what if, atfive-foot...-seven, he was my height? He didn't have a problem with metowering over him in heels and I didn't, either! Did somebody say shoes?Oh, God; they're like an instant orgasm for me ? and Alan understood thatimplicitly. If he was something less than Mr. Olympia in the musclesdepartment, he more than made up for it with one muscle in particular. Asthe. I’d spend it like I spent every other: alone with my camera, one last time.I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser and powered it on while slipping into my shoes. An unusual message filled the display.Would you like to change your life?The message was impossible. There wasn’t anything on my camera able to generate a message like this. No apps, no internet…no way. But more than the impossibility of it, the question itself stuck out to me.Wouldn’t anyone, if they. I got dressed and Jody left me to pay and collect the bags. We went for a light lunch. Jody said she thought I needed to improve my shape. She was going to put me on a diet. I just nodded. All resistance was broken. Then she mentioned shoes. I was going to need some secy heels to wear. And something flatter for when I was maiding. Did I want to go to a show shop and try some on? Please no I begged. Jody said she knew my size and would buy some for me.It was absurd how grateful I was.After the. Mary Ann finally showed up one morning after Robert had left for school."I'm sorry Sherry," she said as soon as I opened the door. "I just had to talk to you." Um, it's OK Mar," I replied. "We weren't out of touch or anything. You could have called me or texted me or whatever." I don't know. I just, felt like you wanted a break or something, after ... you know." No, not at all. Why would you think that? Do you feel guilty, or awkward, about what we did?" No ... maybe ... I don't know. There's.