We entered the mall and immediately inside the door we entered was the shoe department of one of the larger chain department stores.We entered the mall and immediately inside the door we entered was the shoe department of one of the larger chain department stores. The clerk who seemed to be on duty was a handsome looking young guy in his mid twenties. I figured him to be a college kid who was working in the shoe department part time. He looked at us and smiled, his eyes roaming over Monica in her black dress. Hooking her arm I steered her over to a display of high heels. "Lets let you try on some shoes, Monica. These seem to be along the lines of the ones we like, and I'm sure the young salesman will be happy to let you try some on." We picked out a pair of black pumps with a relatively high heel and Monica sat down in one of the chairs as the young man went to get her size. I walked around looking at some of the other shoes on the wall across from where she sat. Looking back at her I smiled and gave her the hand signal which directed her to change from restrictive positioning of her body and clothing to relaxed positioning. I also gave her the signal that told her to raise her skirt. When the young shoe salesman came back he was greeted by a very pretty pair of crossed legs in black stockings and a skirt raised high enough that the band at the top of her stockings was just barely visible along the sides of her legs. He sat on the bench in front of her and took her foot in her hand and placed one of the shoes on her foot. Monica held her leg just a bit higher than was really necessary, allowing him a view which went above the tops of her stockings. |