Then I saw my adversary.She was sitting towards the rear of the room, wearing a professional blouse and a below the knee skirt. She swung one booted f...ot idly, watching my presentation with a smile. Well, I thought I could multitask, delivering my speech and ogling the pretty young woman in the back, but her bust destroyed me. Her blouse was buttoned up to a point where it was well clear of her cleavage, but the fact that she was a fit woman was very clear. So much for multitasking. Remember, I. " she continued."Oh, of course madam, your size please?" I inquire. I lookdown and guess maybe a 10! She is a large woman, maybe evena larger size, I puzzle."Please measure my foot dear, I don't know my US size as Ihave been away from this country for some years." shereplies, then adds: "I wear a European size 40 to a 42depending on toe box and heel height!"She slips her foot out of her slender heeled pump andpoints the toe of her nylonned foot my way. I fetch theBanak sizing gauge and ask her. Mum had a friend, called Lila, whom came around about once a month. She always seemed much happier after Lila had spent time with her and Lila would most times stay over night. I can recall their laughter as I lay in my bed at night. Lila would often comment that I was getting more and more like my father and mum would give me a long hard look and say “yes I suppose he is”. When I was about 13 my mum started to let me grow my hair, rather than the short shorn look I had always had. My hair. She felt the rings tugged as hethreaded the leashes through them. The leather strip from her pussyrings was slipped over her hips. Knowing he was gathering all reins in onehand, she took one tentative step forward and lost her footing. Her ruinedManolos flew away, clattered on the wood and disappeared. She pictured itfalling, slowly turning as it went towards the peace of abyss still denied toher. Tina was almost hanging by theleashes attached to rings piercing her tender flesh. A searing pain.