While I had been so preoccupied in getting apenis inside me, I forgot about the dress code. I wondered if there wouldsoon me a be a life growing insid... me and all the other terrible thingsthat could happen.James wasn't as concerned, "That...was...amazing!" he told me as he heldme."Yeah," I agreed, "It was just what I needed." Truer words were neverspoken. Now like oxygen and nourishment, sex was a basic essential forme. I felt him wilt inside me. It was over, Miss Jane Wallace had gottenwhat. I remember seeing women in Playboy wearing boots, which in the late 70s early 80s were not always the spike heel variety, my true favorite. Even though the boots were often suede or had thicker heels I still loved the way they looked, and the way they made the models look. Penthouse had the best boots, much more ?fetishy?. Thigh highs, black leather or patent were often the selection on the Penthouse models. I coveted those glimpses of spikes and leather with naked breasts and exposed pussies.. ’‘Oh, what else?’‘When he used to visit and stay, he’d stare at me in a strange way. Made me uncomfortable at first.’ You pause as a loud starburst explodes nearby. Red, orange and green light fills the dark room. ‘It was the same way you look at me.’‘Do I make you uncomfortable?’You giggle. ‘Oh no, the way you look at me makes me feel special. You make me so wet. It’s unbelievably yummy.’ You stretch up and kiss me on the lips, your tongue teasing inside my mouth for a couple of seconds. ‘I. Cassidy laughed and shrugged him off. ‘Cut it out. I’m hungry!’ she said. ‘Me too.’ he pouted and fixed himself a plate piled high with orange chicken, rice, and three egg rolls. Cassidy laughed and fixed her own plate. They went and sat together on the couch, eating in a companionable silence. ‘So how was your day?’ Randon asked her and propped his feet up on the coffee table. ‘It was incredible. Shirley Hanson came to the shop and did a book signing. I bet I made over a hundred and fifty.