Then she asked _my friend if he thought she was too old to wear a dress that short as she looked down at her legs. He told her not with legs like hers...and wished his wife would wear short dresses and skirts for him. She told him it was nice that he thought she had nice legs and laughed and added she was wearing pantyhose and that hid all the flaws.Then he told her he loved woman's legs in hose and used to enjoy when his wife would them too. She asked him what was it he liked about pantyhose. He. .." over and over, he snatched up the remote and flicked the TV off. I jumped up off my couch and ran to my bedroom attempting to lock the door behind me before he could get to it. He, however, was faster and stronger so he easily pushed it open. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll stop I promise," I yelled trying to not giggle, and knowing full well I was about to get it."I know you're sorry," he whispered in my ear and grabbed the bottom of my tank top before pulling it over my head. "I said I was. It was impossible to keep my hipsfrom swaying slightly wearing those shoes. I suppose I could have lurchedforward like a bow legged gunslinger, but, I did my best to walkproperly."That's it! You've got it girl!" she announced for all the world to hear.We stood there on our stilts facing each other. I realized that withthese shoes on I'd be as tall as Sam. For that reason alone, I wantedthem. Of course, the sign in the window was still up. "Buy one get onefree." As Darla eyed the sign, her eyes. .. it’s beautiful ... and big” she commented in reference to my cock. She again laughed at my discomfort.“I hadn’t imagined it to be so big” she added.Then she laughed and asked “Is that why you have the nickname Hoss ... short for horse cock?”I was too embarrassed to reply, hoping that she would let the subject slip.“Let’s get some lotion on before we burn” she suggested.Stacy had a nice all-over tan which was quite nice compared to my milky white skin.“You can do me first” she suggested.