"Those... those are mine".She didn't say another word and neither did I. We stared at each otherfor what felt like eternity then she smiled the tinies...t of smiles andwalked away.Not knowing what to do, I did the only thing I could think of at thatmoment - I kept cleaning.---I've had a shoe fetish for as long as I can remember, with high heelsbeing an extreme weakness. The wife knows of my fetish and hasaccommodated me as much as she can by wearing heels for her job and fornights on the town.. I shared the laugh with her, and was again flattered when she said that I must get the same problem, but I blushed and shrugged it off, saying that I was not as beautiful as her. She insisted that I was, and remarked that my figure was in lovely proportion. We talked for a while, and I began to think her interest was more than just friendly sisterhood; we were definitely moving into flirting, and with her expressive gestures she was touching my hands and arms much more than was necessary. No. While I've never had a real urge to be with a man I have had friends that were gay that would chat it up. I guess I had just the right amount of alcohol in me where I started checking out a few posts.One in particular caught my attention. He was about my age and body size (average) and said 'first timers welcome - just want to make you feel good.' I was sold. We exchanged pictures and once I hit send on the e-mail with my address, I was extremely excited and nervous. I started a video and. The battle was more fierce than any in the training sally had ever seen and the other students paused, slowly backing away and watching, awestruck at the speed and ferocity of the contest.The only sound was the slap of feet, the thuds where blow met block and the harsh breathing of the fighters. The fight continued for almost ten minutes, well beyond what any of the students had expected and far beyond the time any of them had ever lasted when sparring with the Chief. Path was a fast,.