But, mylegs seemed quite adamant about them being the only things I couldwear. Various tweed, plaids, and wool mini-skirts were the only optionsopen t... me. Nothing trashy mind you, all of them had a certain tastefulsexiness to them. The only exemption in skirt length was a black pencilskirt that's hem fell just below my knees. It was the only one I wasallowed to pull on.Footwear offered me no solace. The only things I could try on had heelheights of at least three and five eighths inches, with. The Senior Class puton a play and she and I went to see it. The play itself wasn't all thatgood - kind of a rip-off of "South Pacific" and the songs were not mystyle. Probably the best thing about the play is that our school hasthis huge auditorium and there are a lot of dark, fairly secluded seatsalong the sides and in the back. So I talked Vic into sitting over in adark corner even though there were lots of seats closer to the stage. Wewere just sitting there, kind of snuggled up against each. Despite feeling used he was happy to repeat the experience.When I got home you were sound asleep. I could tell you had been crying.I managed to snuggle up to you without waking you. I was so glad to beback in our own bed with you.I make no bones that I really did need a good fucking and thank Dannyfor that, but this is where I belong. I just hope that you can live withwhat I have done. I love you more than I can possibly describe, but Idid need that. I feel that the itch has well and truly. "I was doing housecleaning today, I just came out when everyoneshowed up at my house," I explained, shrugging. It was close to true,even. Always keep the lies as simple as possible, I always said."That's why I look like this," I said, looking down and tugging at myjeans. "Oh," he said, and nodded. "I hate doing housework," he mentioned. "So," asked Lisa, "what have you been up to today?"***16:34 14 Mar Debbie and Lisa weren't finished shopping yet. Oh God. "Aren't you gonna.