And as I looked across the store I saw him. Tall, well built, handsome with deep penetrating eyes. He was about forty or forty-five years old and at...least six-feet-two-inches. I could barely keep my eyes off him. The moment I first saw him, all I could think of was his cock. I imagined a large, thick, beautiful cock. I started looking at the clothing, especially the shoes. I always wanted a pair of sexy stripper shoes. I then moved on to the toys. And every time I look over at him, he. Glastonbury had left out. Even at Faire, with thousands of people milling around, you weren't expected to get to know them. She'd taken her introductions in small portions, one or two at a time. Meeting a couple of dozen people in one day and being expected to learn their names and faces... that was hard.A few minutes later Harriet came by, and waved out to the porch. Kennedy went along, fairly confident she knew what Harriet was going to say."Kennedy..." Harriet's voice cracked and she. 'He dropped to his knees at her feet and began to remove her shoes. It registered in her head that she should object but somehow she didn't want to. He kept talking to her in that warm caressing voice and she gave herself up to its soothing lullaby.She felt him raise her foot and he slid her shoe off. The music washed over her and she felt as if she was in a pool of happiness.One shoe off, he rested her stockinged sole on the flat of his thigh and bent to remove the other shoe. His movements. I took in a deep breath and cautiously walked over. I got close and pulled him into me as his head fell down to meet mine. I kissed him softly and slowly, making it last. We kissed for a minute or so before I picked up my drink and walked away. He certainly wasn't expecting that, but he wanted it. Matt quickly looked to my brother for approval -which he got- and he was quickly after me. Before I knew it, I'd been pushed up against a wall and greeted by those all too familiar blue eyes.Our.