" Great. Throw them in as well."When Paul got back to the privacy of his own apartment he tried on hisnew 15 cm heels. He wore the black ones the ba...ance of the evening.His feet hurt from the greater angle to which they must bend in order tostand or walk in a nearly six inch high heel. He wore them to bed asDoctor Marks recommended though when he lay down he no longer needed topoint his feet down as he did when walking.The next morning Paul removed his heels, stockings and corset. He. ."Oh my God, what do you think you're doing? Get your hands off my breasts, how dare you touch them without my permission." She shouted."I... I... thought you realised what I was doing, I've had my hands on them for ages." I stammered."For ages? Then what was that pushing into the back of my neck?" She then turned her head slightly and saw my cock, standing to attention, nearly touching her face "Wow, that thing's huge!" She exclaimed, sidetracked from her anger by what she saw in front of. It was her saving grace that the other person had taken the bait and had missed the other bots that Meleda had placed. All she had to do now was wait patiently for the other operator to move away from their desk. It was a waiting game.In the meantime, she had checked her messages, and she was very pleased to learn of Lunn’s good news. It meant that another piece of her plan had fallen into place, and the timing was spot on.Now she had to wait for the right moment to strike. Meleda had to admit. The departure was rather abrupt but had not been unexpected so farewells were not that bitter. Ivy and Pat always suffered most when their men departed but had the children to distract them. Simmo took it upon himself to up the level of distraction and he succeeded — with the connivance of the Companions who resolutely disregarded their Chosens' demands of prior warning. The Companions were very aware of Ivy's distress; Pat, having been virtually without a family since coming out of short.