She wore simple black mary janes. 3 1/2 inch heel. Her legs were bare beneath her skirt despite the quite cool weather.
The meeting room was warm... and i was warmer because of her presence.
the way her foot moved, her ankle turned...
and tracing the line up her legs... admiring her skirt... the white oxford beneath a red sweater... her deep, dark eyes...
i'm sure she caught me once or twice... maybe i caught her, too
always, always... it was back to the mary janes...
the just right shoe for today
1 comment:
I have such a thing for Mary Janes too.
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