When we arrived at the Airport I was getting lots of appreciative stares from the local, I am 5’4 size 8, I have long blonde hair, which is normally...up in a ponytail, and I have perfect 32b breasts. I had chosen to wear a very short skirt and a vest top for the journey and I could feel their eyes stripping me as I walked across the airport.We decided to skip the coach transfer and headed straight for a Taxi, the Taxi driver was about late forties and had a big grin on his face when he saw me. They have always nail polish.I understand now. Foot fetish. Yes, I heard about that before. But, this is very strange. How can a foot seduce you??I don't know. And, I have to admit I said that first time. And, I never had an experience on this matter. I've been dreaming that for the years. (That was a total lie)Why don't you say that to your wife?? she can help you.Lena, please never say that to my wife. I'd be ashamed to tell her that.No, she is your wife you must say that to her.Lena ,that's. This was an error. The lesson of history, if it was to teach them anything, was that a female’s intelligence was not the same as a man’s. Indeed, whenever females had involved themselves in government, or any decision making really, it had only served to cloud and confuse an issue, this surely being self-evident. Nature, Grey argued, had only granted the female intelligence so that she could better serve and please her natural master, the male. And the only way to ensure that female involvement. She blow me away. They stationed her near my desk."Hi." She glanced at me with the faintest smile, and takes her place at her desk. "Good morning." I reply, glancing up at her for a moment.She switches on her PC and goes to the office coffee area.I then open the project document I was working on last. She returns and starts to work through the paperwork on her desk. The forms you get when you first start working at a company.The smell of her perfume. How I remember smelling it on her skin, in.