Normal? I can't say.It started when a close family friend of mine needed a place to stay while she went through the throes of her impending divorce. S...e showed up crying on my doorstep so I said she could stay with me. I thought just for the night, maybe two, then she would go home, patch things up with her husband like usual, no harm on my end. She's a close family friend of mine, someone I've known since I was a k**, nine years my senior. Shes short, barely 5 ft. even, long brown hair, skinny. " That is when he said, "I would gladly buy the shoes and the tail if you model them for me." Because they sell the clothing, they have dressing rooms. I told him I would love to model them for him.He selected a pair of black patent leather shoes with six-and-a-half -inch heels and two-inch platforms. He then got down on his knees, took my feet out of my booties and slipped on the heels. He then took my hand to help me up. It took a moment to get used to the heels, but they felt and looked. ‘I really want to thank you for the way you helped Emma,’ she said. ‘She came home full of exuberance about what a wonderful romantic time she had with you, how you were so respectful and thoughtful and how you really made her feel like a woman and not a child.’ I wondered how much Emma had told her mother, as Monique continued. ‘I was asked out on a date myself that night, so I thought I would let you have the house to yourselves. Well Emma has declined all amorous advances from those deadhead. He concentrated for a brief moment and the building began rearranging. Floors rose and walls collapsed whilst he stood and waited.By the time he had finished, it was a magnificent palace. In its middle a large open area with two grand staircases flanking either side. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling and velvet carpeting was on the floor. It would make any king jealous. But the beauty of this man's plan was that the outside would remain just as disgusting as it was formerly.It would be a.