"Did You think I didn't notice how much attention You pay to Me Cunny when You give me a bath? That,and how You always lick Your finger afterwords?Oh,...nd don't think I haven't watched You when You sniff Me Dainties and then use them to wank Your Johnny T before doing the laundry!" "Ya Sneakin' Little Harlot! What makes Ya t'ink Ya has ta righ..." I began,then I realized that my 'American' was slipping!Taking a deep breath I said,"Daughter." And being sure to speak prim and proper like I. The spike heels were a very tight fitbut they feet thrilling to strut around the room. Carl took off theheels and began slipping on the pantyhose. The pantyhose felt incrediblysexy as he pulled them up around his legs and then around his rock hardsissy stick. He almost came as the nylon encased his raging hard-on.Next, Carl slipped on the high heels and almost fainted from the feel ofhis toes in the nylon being pinched by the seductive stilettos. He wasin sissy heaven and his head was dizzy. *Hi, I*m Katie,? Do you understand chapter four of this?*She held up the text and Isaid *yea, I think so.* We talked for a long timebut nothing sexual emerged. We merely spoke of family,classes and future plans.The hour grew late and Ifinally found the courage. *Katie, will you pleaselet me take you out?* * I would love to inviteyou to dinner; anywhere you want.* *La Maison is nice,* shesaid,? *Call ahead but Friday next mightwork*.She kissed me gently on mycheek and sauntered away with a. Iliked spending time with him."Hmm, let me think." He grinned broadly as he turned to me, and Isuddenly got the strangest notion he was flirting. I felt flattered andall, but we were friends first and I couldn't even imagine doinganything with him! I certainly didn't want to send the wrong messageeither, so got up to go back to the recliner, my plump ass shaking witheach step. Let him fantasize about that!I got a kick out of my 5" heels because they made me taller than my5'4", and I felt super.