We then proceeded to sit down in the den.Rather than tuck her feet under her as many women do, she crossed her legs. I find that women who hide their ...eet do not like men to look at them. However this women was in no way hiding her feet. We discussed a variety of subjects, but she then brought up the subject of her feet, maybe because I could not keep my eyes off them. She told me that she never wore shoes inside because she liked the feeling of stocking feet on carpeting. She said it made her. By the time I hit the street it was 7 pm. It was still light out, but the shadows were growing longer. I walked on a main drag, every so often cutting down the side streets and coming back out on the main drag again. I knew I looked sexy and white trashy, barefoot with only my tiny short-shorts and the pink lipstick! I wore the pink lipstick because it was noticable but not too obvious. Because looking the way I was looking, the attention I was gonna get was either from some horny guys, OR -. She didn’t remember falling asleep. All she remembered was an evening filled with the most intense technical discussion of her life.Her bladder demanded her attention. She got up and headed for the bathroom. Once there, she glanced up at the camera, and put a towel around her waist before dropping her jeans. Then she sat down on the toilet, making sure to keep the towel strategically placed while doing so. She sat there glancing up at the camera occasionally, thinking that she’d never get used. House. We got their and was immediately introduced to Marc atilio’s little bro. He was very cute and had the eyes of an angel.We went out into the backyard and grabbed some sodas. We lied about talking about girls since grant and Atilio were Bisexual so they liked girls and guys. After talking T’s dad came and asked us what we wanted for dinner. We answered chicken or burgers. After we ate we walked around the neighborhood then stopped at Curry Freeze. We then had ice cream and heded back home..