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It's not like you'reteetering on some impossible heels. Tescos didn't stock any kind ofwomanly shoe above a size 8. The skirt rustles, narrow and constrainingaround my legs that have never been bound by anything. Its lining iscool and stroked my super-sensitive legs as I take one step, thenanother - shorter than I'm used to. It feels like... I have to close myeyes as I take another step. It's wonderful. Simply wonderfulWhen I look again I am standing before the mirror; full length, wooden,carved. Older than me I think. Don't look above the waist, don't lookfor the flat chest, look at the skirt, the black shaded legs bared fromjust below the knee and appearing, to my expert eye, strangely feminine.For all the running and football I do, I have surprisingly fine ankles.It's a nice feeling, to have feminine ankles - even by my own judgement.Even if everything else about me is awkward and bloke, I have goodankles.Bet they'd look good with heels. Even size nines. I raise myself on tiptoes;. Who gives a fuck! Time to teach this Jane about how big kids fuck!.Less than a foot from Maureen, Jane was staring at her exposed breasts. Sure she had seen other boobs, her mother’s when helping her bathe, The girls in gym class. But these weren’t breasts, this was about sex and those were tits. More droop than her mom, but not some sort of grannie dugs. Unguided she did what she thought was the right thing to do when presented with someone else’s tits, She leaned forward and using one hand to barely lift and steady she kissed her very first tit.Maur gave a gasp, Jane thought from her kiss because she felt the instant hardening of the nipple in her mouth. Maur’s gasp was because she felt Paul pushing her skirt down. She was gasping because except for her shoes she was the only one naked. She had an involuntary shiver as she realized she was naked in front of two teenagers. Her hand came up to cradle Jane’s head, to cradle and hold her to her task, simultaneously she ground her butt.
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She was to sit a couple of seats away from me, assuming the bar would be dead early afternoon. Fortunately, it was. There were a couple of people at the bar, and a bartender who was an older gentleman that looked bored. It was perfect.I was at the bar nursing a Whisky Sour when she came in and turned the few heads that were in the joint. She looked even sexier than I imagined, and with the garter showing when she walked in her heels, she clearly looked DTF.Part of our plan was that she was to flirt with the bartender and order drinks with sexual innuendo, but barely acknowledge me. When the bartender asked what she wanted, she ordered a Sex on the Beach, and when he repeated it back to her, she said, “Since there aren’t any beaches around, I’ll settle for the drink.” If he had been drinking any liquid, he would have spat it out right there. She continued to flirt with him, and give him the impression that she was his for the taking. The two other older, regular customers also wanted.

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