Against my pale skin the fabric looked more silver than blue, until it a ray of sunshine filtered through my bedroom window and it flickered blue agai.... Nervously, I ran my hands down the luxurious fabric, smoothing it against my body. I didn’t look like me at all. I looked… sexy. Was this what people wore to weddings? The shoes sat on my bed, waiting patiently in their pretty box. I sat down and worked my feet into them, my usually capable fingers fumbled with the tiny buckles. All I could. She was pleased when her mother didn't pull it away. Not a word passed between them as the finished the remaining fifteen minutes of the ride in silence.Leaving the packages in the car as they arrived home, both women quickly moved into the house.Katie was no sooner in the door when her mother pulled her into her arms and kissed her. Not the motherly kiss she'd become accustomed to but the hotpassionate kiss of a lover. She felt her mother's tongue enter her mouth and quickly slid her own. Sarah’s father was forced to sell to the same group and had to retire long before he wanted to. Never mind that he made more money from the sale that he can ever spend, it was like a child died.Well, the day just got immensely worse. The stove stopped working and when we called the in-laws they blamed it all on me and caused Sarah to break down and run into the bedroom crying. I grabbed the phone and told the jerks that as far as I was concerned they would never again get another invite to our. ” She moves her foot from my cheek back to tickling inside my armpit mirroring with her other foot. “You’re coming with me to the shops tomorrow and you can choose them for me to make sure I get the perfect kind you love like these ones.” She rolls her ankles around now in the opposite directions to what she was doing before and whenever I let out a giggle she stops rotating her feet for a few moments, wiggling her gentle toes on the edges that are making me laugh. “Yeah right” I tell her as I.