Stacia’s clogs had the highest heels, though.Anyway, I’ll always associate brown, high heel clogswith Stacia and a wonderful, early sexual...experience. Stacia was in the living room watching a soapopera on TV. I came in all excited and nervous andstammered out a hi. She smiled up at me. “My, don’t you look cute in that skimpy, blueswim suit,” she teased. I turned red and stared down at her clogs. Inmy rush to get home to see Stacia, I had simply put onmy T-shirt. We were loving and tender only minutes earlier, but suddenly I felt mean and nasty, and as I dug into her flesh the heat in my cunt became white, searing fire. I clenched my teeth as I twisted the long sharp nipple, and twisted harder when I heard her gasp."OOOhhhh... ooohhh Mom... MOM!" What. You want me to stop?" NO! Noooo! Do it... keep doing it while I fuck your pussy!" I want your cunt. I want to lick your nasty little hole!"She hesitated a little, undecided between cunt and tits, but then. Raghu: do you remember what happened after we came back to room.Me: don’t know Raghu what happened Raghu tell me please I’m dying with suspense.Raghu: hesitantly said we made out last night and I’m sorry what happened.Me: whattttt Raghu please don’t talk to me bye.After that day I was fine with my pain and wanted to talk to Raghu regarding this so I called him up said I wanted to meet. We met and it was complete silence. I broke out and started crying for what happened. Later Raghu hugged me. It's her call, of course but I now know that I'm NOT going to get lucky but that's actually OK. Fuck; what am I saying? I hope she doesn't think I'm "cute". That would be a bloody disaster. I hate "cute".)"Well, OK. Let's see. I think it's clear that you're handling this much better than me. I hope I've calmed down a little since that first blundering greeting. Sorry about that; I don't know what I was thinking, I'm sure. Anyway; I'm really glad that I came to see you. I so nearly cried off,.