She gave him a very nice kiss and took his arm walking him through her house.“Dinner will be ready in few minutes, how about making us a few drinks?...��Kevin thought that was a good idea and he made two dirty vodka martinis on the rocks, going easy on the vermouth.The meal was good and he could tell Becky was excited about her forthcoming relocation. She talked about where she was going to live and the price of houses there which were considerably less than what they were selling for here. She. Andy was indignant and said that we stood a better chance than either of them. Just for a laugh Jane said, "We look so hot I bet we're fighting those Italian blokes off tonight." Yeah, right. You pair of biffers stand about as much chance as a scabby dog," I said leaping to my mates defence."OK," said Sue. "We'll have a bet on it then shall we, see if you put your money where your mouth is?"Andy was still laughing at the sarcastic comments that were flashing from both sides of the table and. My mother said some comment about putting her shoes by the door if they get as bad as her heels. She never wore nylons and was on her feet all day because she was a real estate agent showing houses. I had smelled her shoes before and gotten aroused, but on this day I felt got an incredible hard on hearing her and my oldest sister talking about their feet. So when my older sisters went out with their friends and my mother and father were upstairs, I grabbed her shoes and began to smell them. I. Tiff looked at me, a look almost of a devious nature and a sly smilecoursed across her lower face. I looked back with a dumbfounded, or wasit more like a look of "deer in the headlights" type look. Where was shegoing with this?! Was I just a life-sized doll to her? Was I the"Barbie" she never had growing up? For once, my body seemed to know whatit wanted to do, taking a step backwards in the direction of thedoorway. Tiff's fingertip came up to under her lower lip, lips that hadtaken the shape.