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A manicured hand


The shoes were made of delicate strips of white leather

Backed by tantalising ankle straps, captivating heels

And pretty pink soles set off by bright aluminium spikes

Dipping each glorious foot in pure unadulterated eroticism


Beyond the shoes lay a pair of legs honed to perfection by

The Goddess of female flawlessness in lines of desire too

Heady to ignore, too perfect to resist. A veritable feast

Of sexual sumptuousness between two shoes that tonight

Patrolled the corridors of Willow Grove girls finishing school


A manicured hand reached out from the shadows and caught

The arm of a girl hurrying along the corridor. 'Nice top, but what's

Your hurry young lady?' 'I have to be up early tomorrow miss and

I haven't had a shower yet' replied Samantha shocked to find

Someone still up at this time of night. 'Well, we can take one

Together if you like I was just on my way there myself. I'm surprised

We haven't met before my name's Yvonne by the way and it's my

Job to make sure new girls settle in properly.' With that the two

Girls made their way towards warm water, lather and…


Steam filled the room as powerful jets heated the still air bringing

A tropical humidity to an atmosphere heavily laced with

With perfume and fragrant emollient. Neither girl could see the

Other but soon a manicured hand reached out through the mist

Prompting a sharp squeal from Samantha…


Samantha came alive that night forming a friendship that would

Last a good deal longer than the steam, the bubbles

And the manicure


©Joseph G Dawson


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