I angrily said, ?OK, just give me back my shoes and I'll buy these too.? "Not to fast," she said, "Try them on. Take your socks off and put them on." ... did as I was told and gave her the flats and my socks, and put the sneakers on. She reached down and rolled my pant leg up to just above my ankle so the shoes and my skin were in plain view. "Now, my little sissy shoe freak can spend another hour shopping in these shoes. It's my lunch break so you can come with me shopping. And you better not. Once when she had some issue with the computer, she asked me to help her.I went to her house and set things right for her. She was very happy and thanked me, and kind of patted my cheek, saying what a sweet guy I was for helping her when she was in distress.Anyways, we became friends and would often talk about various subjects and I would notice that she would touch, pat me while talking. I also realized that she was not happy with her husband’s travel and long business trips. She was lonely. " Really?" asked Jake. "Do you have a lyric sheet on them?" No," said Casting. "But that doesn't matter." Do you have a written composition of the basic melody?" No, but that doesn't matter either." Okay then," Jake said. "Here's the most important question. Have we ever recorded those tunes in any form?" You know you haven't." Then, according to my legal source — you might want to check with yours to confirm this — those tunes do not belong to you, they still belong to us — the songwriters.. "Did you look at any of these?" he asked. "Yeah, I thumbed through them" I said with a bit of embarrassment. He opened one and showed me one of the women fingering her twat. He said, "When I see something like this I get a raging hardon. How about you?" I mumbled "I guess so". I could see the large bulge behind the towel and felt my own cock throbbing. Jack said "I still llke to see sexy, naked women having fun and when I do I enjoy a good jack off." He was rubbing the bulge in the towel..