They're not gaudy. They're actually quite cute, right?Kelly brushed a few strands of golden hair from her face, and picked up one of the sandals.They ...ere certainly taller than any of her other shoes – the one pair of 3" black pumps in the very back of her closet being the highest heeled of the lot. She'd worn those to the opera a few years back and they had hurt like hell the entire time. These mysterious new heels would certainly not be comfortable. But why not give 'em a try? What would it. When I came out of the Porta Potty, they were waiting for me, and something about being high and on MDMA made me feel very good and very loved: there were my new friends, these two beautiful warm women, waiting. I walked up to them and the three of us, for some reason, started hugging( I guess they were feeling the same way). The hugs were warm and I could smell how good they smelled and we must have looked odd-- it was a music festival, so people probably didn't notice-- but we kept doing it.. “I don’t want to get busted in here, so message me and we can talk outside the club," Madison remarked. I took out a twenty dollar bill and slipped it into her hand. I took my seat back at the table with my buddies. I didn’t dare say a word. Back at work, I text messaged Madison and provided her my phone number. About an hour later, she messaged back and said she would call about five pm. I eagerly awaited her call. The conversation was short. Madison asked me to pick her up at the club at. It was nice meeting you.” With that, Si moved to the door and out, into the cool of the evening. He went past the patio and garden area to the beach.That was where we joined him in all this. He had taken his sandals off and enjoyed the feel of the cooling sand under his bare feet. The sand was still warm underfoot and it felt good. When he stopped to sit a while, he could still hear the party. But it was background noise. His ears were tuned to the world around him.He sat on a dune and closed.