Fun over for the time being we carry on shoe shopping and go to one of the main shops on the High Street.R tries on a couple of pairs of shoes then no...ices a pair of knee high boots she likes...while trying them on an assistant comes over and asks if any help is needed..R says she is finding the zip hard to get up and the young guy drops down to do it for herI see her look at me smiling...She lets her leg move to the right a little so her legs are now about six inches apart...the assistant has. She knocked on the back door of Bobby's house. Marge Miller let her in to the kitchen. Bobby was at the table working on a bowl of cereal. "Good morning Nancy. You're up early." Marge noticed that Nancy was only wearing a light sun dress and that the young girl's nipples were tenting out the thin fabric."Good morning Mrs. Miller." Nancy turned to Bobby. "I had some ideas for a few improvements to our science project. It's due Tuesday and I want our first project of the year to be perfect."Marge. What am I supposed to say? Hello? How's it going? Do I jump right into fetishes? Ask about her hobbies? I was lost. So I decided to go with the basic 'Hello.' I had to write it out, of course, since she couldn't see me. She responded with a 'Hello' out loud. It was in that one word, I knew she'd be a great person to get my release with. Her smile, the way she looked at the camera, and those plump tits in her black low-cut top got me so excited. And that accent was so exotic. But I was so. The living room was plenty large and the energy good. On the thirteenth of March Don showed us a flier for a Spring Dance in town. Each of us had received four or five of them in the mail that day and the next. Some came with notes asking us to please come. The date for the dance, the third of April. The discussion didn’t last long. We were all going. Pale Feather might not dance every dance, but our energy was needed. I wrote Dad and told him everything. He wrote back saying he’d be at the.