Hall of Infinite Doors
You pick up the menu, scan it, and quickly find what you are looking for. Nikky takes her time looking over the menu and asking aloud whether she should have the lasanga or a salad.
In the delay, you take your foot and press it up along Nikky's leg and into her skirt. The table cloth is long, and you doubt anyone will notice.
After about thirty seconds you see Nikky grin and place her menu on the table. Shortly afterwards you feel her foot gliding up along your leg. You see her slink down slightly in her seat as she does so.
When her foot reaches your knee you reach down and grab her foot with your hands. There you hold it all while you order your food. When the waitress leaves Nikky smiles at you teasingly.
Just then you hear a *snap* and feel one of the straps on her shoe give way. Nikky looks at you with some panic. You release her foot.
Nikky looks beneath the table.
"I lost the buckle" she whispers.
"That's ok," you explain, "you can tie it on."
"I can't do that here," she says with some annoyance.
"How about the bathroom?"
"Can you do it?" she says with as much insecurity as you've heard from her.
"Not the bathroom," you reply.
"They had a handicapped bathroom at the entrance," she replies, trying to be as nice as she can.
In the delay, you take your foot and press it up along Nikky's leg and into her skirt. The table cloth is long, and you doubt anyone will notice.
After about thirty seconds you see Nikky grin and place her menu on the table. Shortly afterwards you feel her foot gliding up along your leg. You see her slink down slightly in her seat as she does so.
When her foot reaches your knee you reach down and grab her foot with your hands. There you hold it all while you order your food. When the waitress leaves Nikky smiles at you teasingly.
Just then you hear a *snap* and feel one of the straps on her shoe give way. Nikky looks at you with some panic. You release her foot.
Nikky looks beneath the table.
"I lost the buckle" she whispers.
"That's ok," you explain, "you can tie it on."
"I can't do that here," she says with some annoyance.
"How about the bathroom?"
"Can you do it?" she says with as much insecurity as you've heard from her.
"Not the bathroom," you reply.
"They had a handicapped bathroom at the entrance," she replies, trying to be as nice as she can.