I had her feet on my lap. I couldn't resist looking at them, the whole time. She noticed at a moment, that I was looking at those perfect feet and she...asked me, why I was looking...I told her that her socks were kinda dirty (it was dark so she couldn't tell). So she removed her socks and put her bare feet on my lap again. At that time I knew, I couldn't just look. I started to grab her feet and massage them, they were so soft and gentle. Afterwards she asked me if they were kinda smelly. I took. Every time they laughed, she put her hand on his arm. A few times she lightly ran an index finger down the front of his shirt. For a quiet woman ruled by her dominating mother – supervisor of the fiction wing – she was amazingly forthright. I looked around the room as far as my hiding spot would let me. It didn’t seem like her mother was around. They finally walked off, and I growled a little. I snapped out of my strange emotions and realized I was biting a book. He came in twice a week after. Tonight is very exciting for thecontestants as they show off to the world both their outer and innerbeauty. Appearance is only a little part of being worthy of wearing thecrown of Miss Britain. One has to have style, class, along with charm,and tonight you will be seeing the beautiful ladies behind me showcaseall of those qualities to you.The format has changed and by the request of the contestant fromSouthampton, there will be no evening wear portion tonight. She insistedon only the swimsuit. Her picture looked good, though, she said it was taken on holidsy the year before. I could just make out that she was fairly slim, not that bad looking, had shorts on and flashed some pretty fair leg.. I decided 'what the hell', mostly out of curiosity, so arranged a date to meet. I picked her up at the Seniors' gated community where she lived, it was summertime and I was pleased to see that she dressed stylishly , not like an old lady at all, showing those legs which were just as good in.