clear platform shoes

You admire the pretty clear platform heels as Al explains that they are made like the kiddies' sneakers that light when they appWily pressure on the soles. These blink like Christmas lights inside the clear portion of the platforms when you walk in them. You try them out after you strap them on, noticing that the inner buckles on the anklestraps seem awfully large. They work as promised, blinking almost magically as you take each step.

You use an offered towel to clean up and replace your sundress before you say your goodbyes and leave the assembled men.

As you walk down the mall in your fancy new shoes, you are the subject of much discussion in the back room of the shoestore.

"Well, Bud," Al asks as he approaches his goateed, but still nerdy twenty-one year old son hunched over a laptop computer, "is it working?"

"Let me just format the positioning map. Okay, here it comes." The screen of the laptop is filled with the image of your pussy under your dress, your thighs scissoring back and forth. The nerd gleefully rubs his palms together, studying your upskirt shot. "Yum yum gimme some!" he cries in glee as his micro cam in your anklestraps works.

"Yeah, Dad," he explains as his Pop's other cronies also gather around. "The cam is working and the Global Positioning System I installed in the heel is also up and running. See.." Bud pulls up to the screen a mall directory map, except this one has a little red dot on it, indicating your position. "Mmm..'Barely Here' lingerie, this could get good." The goof squad closes in around him as he puts the cam image back up. They all gasp and groan as they see you work a hand up the front of your dress and rub your pussy with it.