I spotted her as soon as I walked into the restaurant. She was a damned good looking woman and as I walked toward the table I wondered just what she c...uld want to talk with me about. I introduced myself and she told me her name was Becky and she motioned for me to take a seat. She waited until we had ordered and then said:"I'll bet you are wondering why I wanted this meeting." It is a bet you would win." I just wanted to meet Allison's husband. I wanted to find out just how you feel about. I'd blown my nose and felt so much better.Claire smiled then asked, "What about Jill's pink shoes? Did you trythose on too?" Yes. Perhaps a month later I got the chance to sneak into her room andfind the shoes in a box at the bottom of her closet. I reverently heldthem, marvelling at how light they were in my hands, so unlike the heavybrogues my parent bought for me. Whilst I'd never been attracted orthought of wearing my Mum's shoes I was drawn to those pink ones ofJill's like a moth to a. My will is your desire. If I tell you to bend over and let me ram my fist up your arse, you will be bent over ready to accept my gift to you. I suggest you clean this hovel you call a shop. You never know just what you will be doing next time I visit. Now say thank you to me for treating you so fairly.’The tailor went to look at me, then thought quickly not to do so, for fear of what reprisal he may suffer. ‘Thank you, Mistress, thank you for letting me service you.’‘Well done, slave, until. She stood and walked to greet me, a statuesque elegant woman maybe 50 but as firm and fit as 25 year old athletic woman. Wearing red stiletto heels black stockings with a tight black mid thigh skirt that revealed her suspenders as she walked toward me. Her red silk top matched her heels as she offered me her hand I noticed the lace on her black bra thru her clingy blouse matched the welt of her stockings. Her face was fantastic, perfectly proportioned with black shoulder length hair that fell.