Most of all I had been thrilled and a little aroused at theattention shown me by the waiters, in particular the fact that I hadquite deliberately been...flirting with them. What was all that about?Before Mum could respond I quickly added that I was not gay and hadnever, ever had any thoughts of being so.'Well', she said, 'I guess there must always have been something in youand it's just so sad that losing Hannah was the catalyst that brought itout. After this evening I cannot see any outcome. “Now put your hands on my waist.” Brian was excellent at following instructions. “Good. Now kiss me. Gently at first but then harder.” Their lips engaged. “That’s nice. Put your arms behind my back and pull me to you. Good. Now kiss me deeper as I showed you. Flick your tongue in my mouth. You’re doing great sweetie.” He was enjoying her telling him what to do. It gave him a great deal of confidence. He began to move his hands across her back and down to her ass and then back. "Fine" I said as I sat down. My nervousness was gone. I wasbeginning to enjoy this. "Let me try the ones with straps."Stephanie again handed me each shoe. I slide them on, adjusted thestraps and repeated my modeling. I liked these shoes, but theydefinitely did not go with jeans. However, I still wanted them."How do those fit?" the wife asked."Just fine. Ok, let me try the boots."I removed the shoes as Stephanie unpackaged the boots. She handedme one and I slide it on. I seemed a little. I got the toe nail clippers out of the medicine cabinet and sat on the closed toilet to trim my nails. As I bent over I noticed a little glow from under the corner of the bathroom door. It looked like a silver coin. As I continued to clip my nails the thing moved and I could see the reflection of the bottom of the door. It was a little mirror. Some one was spying on me. I have two younger sister so it had to be one of them, but which one? I finished trimming my toe nails and went and put.