He had a new admiration for women now, never realizing before that heels could be this uncomfortable or painful even. The more he wore them though, he...would get used to the feel and come to love them. He just knew it. Now or never, he thought as he learned to walk in the heels. He made sure the curtains around the house were pulled shut. He didn’t want people seeing him just yet, he wasn’t that comfortable. He had to get used to it himself before he let other people get used to it and see. He moved inward but just before reaching her lower lips he veered off and repeated along her other leg. Still locked with her eyes he reached the center again opening his jaw wide and placed the flat of his tongue on her smooth outer lips. Sara’s body shivered a little from the small stimulation. John kept it there and slowly began working the tip of his tongue into her soft soaking opening.Sara’s head tilted back to the glass again as John worked his tongue in and up inside her sweet little. For three hours I moved around the house and foundthings of Dudley’s I wanted out of my home, includinghis damn golf clubs. I took each club from the bag andslapped them in the middle of the haft and bent then sothey became useless. Then I put them back in the bag. Ifound that titanium clubs do have a weakness, and Iconsidered that the same as my ass of a husbandsweakness with our marriage and other women.Walking to the living room I sat in my favorite chairand curled up with my legs. "Phillips' Pharmaceuticals – Mrs Roberts speaking," she listened for a moment before pressing a button. "It's for you Miranda."Miranda picked up the telephone. "Miranda Redmond?" she said absently."Ah ... Miss Redmond!" the voice was familiar and Miranda frowned as she tried to place it. "Bob Craine here ... I'm afraid I've some rather disappointing news..."Miranda sat and listened with a heavy heart to the man at the other end of the phone."Yes Miss Redmond, I'm very sorry that we are unable.