He opened it. "Hello, Vanessa, nice to meet you," he said and kissed me on the cheek. We hugged and he led me to his living room. He sat on a chair, a...d I sat on his couch on the other side of the room. I asked him for a drink, so he got us a couple of beers.As we drank, we exchanged some small talk, both knowing what was on our minds. He finally came over and sat next to me. As we talked, he put his hand on my leg, and started rubbing it. He asked if I liked it, which I replied that I did.. "Alright, I'll be over in a few." I answered and hung up.I pulled in to Dennis' driveway feeling a little apprehensive, but knew it was too late to go back. I walked up to his front door an knocked. He answered in a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt."Hey, come in!" He said, taking my boyish hand in his big, warm masculine hand. "Glad you came. Been gettin' lonely here." Yeah man, was just sitting around anyway."He led me into the kitchen, "You want a beer?" he asked."Sure!" I replied as he. I remember being small and having to struggle to remove her extremely well keep feet from her heel. and what now is the action and smell that fuels me cock as a older man, I would hear that woosh pull sound and smell of leather and nylons. Mom had size 6 1/2 to 7 1/2 feet her toe's were always painted black. I remember smelling her heel's and she would spread her nylon corverd toe's for me to smell and play with. I said this to show the Power she had over anyone with ball's and a cock ,. And she doesn't have to dry out a tail, either.'After her breakfast Mom helped me pick out the clothes to wear that day,a sundress no less. I wanted to complain, but one look at Mom's faceconvinced me otherwise. She told me that I had the morning to myself, asshe would be busy looking for a place to set up shop as a dancing school.Mom had worked in the past as a part time dancing instructor and wantedto continue it here, to complement her work at my new school. In theafternoon, I would have.