One of those was not sleeping in your shoes. She told me that by sleeping in my shoes, I not only put more wear and tear on them, I further degraded t...em and my socks and my feet by not allowing them to air out and get rid of the traces of moisture that walking in them all day created. It sounded logical, so I tried it.The third morning that we were together, I awoke to find her gone. So was my backpack, my few other belongings and even the shoes that she’d insisted I take off.She did leave me. She belongs to that small part of me who loves and loves completely, and maybe I’m asking for something beyond my control, but this particular woman is immune from this singular insulting word. If the word comes up, I will call myself similar words, because I am no better than the words I call others. And if these disturbances threaten my mind, then put me back in the institution with its calming white walls, padded of course; lock me up and lose the key, because already I’m nearing the. J.", the woman smiled, she was around five six tall, chubby with shoulder length, dark brown hair. She was wearing a long velvet skirt in a brownish hue and a crisp, white blouse, open at the neck enabling a view of a deep cleavage, "Gorgeous as ever Audrey," flattered Dave as he stood by the chaiss longue, Audrey laughed," Flattery will get you everywhere Dave, but then again you know that!"She sat up on her seat, " Now shall we get comfortable? A drink anyone?" Dave asked for a whisky and. I pulled off his cock my hand still grasping the wet shaft. A long strand of my saliva hanging from my lips. “Hi princess” hi David” mom said . She walked over to me slide her hand across my cheek as she did every night (she still slides her hand over my cheek calling me her special princess) She bent down and kissed me then kiss the head of Davis wilting cock. “Got off early princess going to bed” she said as she walked to the bedroom. At the bedroom door she turned smiled and said “FUCK HER.