One specialty that Vicki taught the little girl was how to force the hams to wear ballet boots to destroy their feet and insteps just by standing, let...alone trying to walk with them. But after Vicki teaches her, the girl has a sadistic inventiveness that hams suffer especially: when tying them, she not only arches them, but uses knots in their necks to play with their suffocation, because when the legs get tired they tend to stretch and that pulls the knot in the neck and the hams strangle. " And do you? Know where to go, that is?" I'm sure I could manage it, why?" How's your plastic holding up?" No complaints. Why, want to see how much you can charge on them?" Well, the thought had crossed my mind. You don't really mind, do you? I mean... well we'll both benefit from it." I don't mind at all Kate. You want to go on a shopping spree, we'll go on a shopping spree. How's this weekend sound?" Great! Know any places where we can ahh you know, try them on for size and all?" I know just. She looks like a Carl's Jr ad, if she were blonde. Let's just say that when she drizzled a glaze over those lettuce leaves, I was thinking about drizzling another kind of glaze all over those tits."So what, Melanie is bringing a new boyfriend, right?" I asked. Jessica nodded. "His name is Grant. I haven't met him yet but he's a real fucking stud. I'm serious, you wouldn't believe the cock this dude is packing. We both know Melanie likes them long and thick, but she's struck the real white whale. I'll be right back” and she headed for the restroom.I watched her as she walked away, her red hair bouncing, and her heels clicking on the vinyl floor. It was a sight to see. She returned to the bar, took my hand, and said, “Let’s get out here.” I was happy to be going anywhere with her, but as we walked, I was wondering where this evening was going, since she had to work. Grinning slyly at me, Katie explained that she worked from home, and asked if I would help her out on a work project. .