minute."

I poured two glasses of the chilled Chablis and sat in the easy chair sipping the wine and stroking my cock through my trousers. I knocked down the remainder of the glass as I heard the clatter of heels coming down the corridor. I quickly refilled the glass before I opened the door to let Sally in and was surprised to see the woman from the bar with the motorcycle jacket standing at the door with her.

"Fred, this is my friend Mary. She's a 'Fantasy Woman' too."

on.

"Hi," I said, perplexed at what was going

"Her date took off. Got cold feet I guess. That happens some times."

"Come on in. Want some wine?"

"Sure. Don't worry, Fred. Our original

deal still holds. Mary is just along for the fun. Consider her a freebie!"

"I'm not sure I like being called a freebie," Mary said with a mock pout, while taking the bottle of wine and pouring her own big glass. She perched on the corner of the bed and picked up one of my spikes to examine it.

"Do you like Mary's boots, Fred?" Sally asked.

She had undoubtedly seen me looking down at them. Like Sally's pumps they had heels which were very close to being five inches high. Since both women had small feet it made the arch similar to that of my six-inch heels. That high arch, the narrow heels, and the sharply pointed toes along with the silver chains and studs on the black leather somehow gave a menacing appearance. It was probably due to some mental association that I unconsciously made with photos I'd seen in domination magazines. Somehow Sally sensed what was going through my mind.

"Oh, they got dusty in the parking lot.

-14-

YES DEAR! YOU'LL GO OUT

To A

PIZZA SHOP!

WHAT'S WRONG

WITH

YOUR

DRESS

OHMYOHMY!