"To get some shoes with a heel!"Mel came back a minute later wearing her four inch patent pumps. "Nowthose are killer heels!" Sandy declared.Mel laug...ed and once again placed her left foot carefully on the perch.With the heel over the bar her foot felt like it was more locked intoplace. She noticed that even with four inch heels on, the bottom ofher heel was still up a good half inch from the base of the device.She shifted her weight and quickly brought her other foot up again too.Once again. You can work that off or we can take it out in trade which ever you want. I'm not billing you, I'm just letting you know how much has been spent on the things that you wanted. Any questions?" No. The job the other night wasn't bad. In fact it was kind of fun in a scary sort of way. I wouldn't mind going on a few more but can we do both. Take some of this out in trade and let me repay some of it? I'll need the scratch to hold up my part of the bargain. I can do some of the jobs for the necessary. It was a black top with the front littered with myriads of tiny sequins woven into the weave. She dazzled as she crossed his path as he walked towards the counter to put in his usual order for a pot of breakfast tea for one and a toasted tea-cake with butter.The twinkly top woman was blond, not the platinum kind but more like autumn corn. She was autumn herself, too, with fair brown eye brows and lashes, laughter lines relaxing comfortably around her soft brown eyes, a smattering of brown. I ignored it and just laid back, closed my eyes, and tried to recover. After a couple minutes, I heard Jess say, “I got some bad news.” I lifted my head up, straining to do so, and looked at Jess. “I have to go to the bathroom.”In reply, I moaned, “Oh no!” I quickly understood why this was bad news, as she couldn’t very well go to the bathroom with her foot in my cunt! “How do you want to do this?” I thought about it for a second and responded, “Gimme a minute to get ready, then when you.