. staying nude longer, chuckling when he’d catch me looking – often “joking” by saying “oh come over here and kneel and get a closer look”... One day after swimming, he kidded me again about kneeling. This time I thought “wonder what he’d do if I really knelt?” I suddenly felt myself go to my knees. The look on his face was priceless.. it wasn’t shock, it was more of contentment and satisfaction – he knew this day was coming.He stepped over in front of me nude, got directly in front of my face.. As if the face was crying. My shots may have had less power but I was still a good shot. I heard a feminine laugh and I backed out of my stall to see who was laughing. I didn’t see anyone but it sounded like it was coming from the same stall my competitor was in. I reached back into the stall and set my weapon down. Putting on my best smile I moved over to the stall where the laughter had come from. I wasn’t totally surprised that there was a woman looking back at me from the stall. I was a. I said no to Fulvio Brione, and with one little dive, my career is toast. That part of my life is already history.” She looks a little shaken at her own insight.I just nod and emit some grunt that might or might not sound sympathetic. For looking so beautiful, this fashion business is totally shit.“Yeah, you´re right,” she resumed, despite the fact that I hadn’t said anything. “Maybe it´s even better this way. Nothing I can do about it now, right? Leave the old shit behind, try something new.. My person of interest was still there.A sales lady had just brought him a pair of 4" heels, Mary Janes, size10.5. She asked him if he would like to try them on, and he blushed. "No,"he said, "I'd just like to purchase them." I pretended to be shoppingwhile I worked out how I was going to approach the man. He seemed souneasy. I knew that one false move would scare him away and leave mewithout the answers that I wanted. I also knew I was looking cute and Ihoped to use that to my advantage. I.