”“And pyjamas?” Mike asked.“Whatever for?” Cal replied with a grin.Cal and I were the last out of our minibus and walked, holding hands, wea...ily into her house.“Did you have a nice time at the disco?” Cal’s Mum asked.“Yes, thanks, it was really good, and there was no trouble,” I replied.“There’s never trouble with your friends, David, they’re a good lot.”I leaned over to Cal.“Notice she didn’t include us in that?” I asked.“I wonder what trouble she thinks we are?” she asked.“Lots,” her mother. She was wearing a short black dress, her slim legs encased and caressed by hosiery, the single sexiest thing I can imagine a woman wearing. Can she be real if she is always wearing clothes from my deepest fantasies? I walked down the aisle toward the mirror reflection of this perfect woman. She was, predictably, gone by the time I got there. I turned and searched and finally saw her in the rounded dish of the security mirror, hung in the corner of the ceiling. She was next to the door of the. For a second, I even considered lifting my blouse to give him an even better look, but I wasn’t feeling that daring. Roger grabbed my hand again and we began our trek up the three flights of stairs. Since this was the only non-co-ed dorm left on campus, I garnered quite a few glances from the boys that we passed in the hallway. Girls were allowed, even overnight, but it was less common here than any of the other dorms. Normally, I ignored the glances, but I found myself glancing back, wondering. "My eyes Griff, my eyes saw her fat naked hairy lips!" That's ok, Al, just go into the back and laid down," Griff said as he patted Al on the back.With Al resting in the back Griff was alone in the front of the shoe store. The store was mostly empty for the next few hours as there were just a few customers."What am I doing here?" asked Griff to himself as he looked around. He had always been excited by women's feet but was this a way for a grown man to make a living? He had no choice since his.