Back in the 70�s when I was just ending my teenage years I was employed as a maintenance engineer for a local company that had some office blocks, servicing or doing any repairs as and when necessary. I had one block that had a tele sales office on the ground floor and underneath was the offices heating system in the basement. For several weeks I was trying to work out how I could get my fingers crushed by the girls that worked upstairs. After looking around the office upstairs I noticed the carpet was old and was rucked up and the girls just walked on the lumps with out a second thought or care, my eyes lit up. The office was closed at the weekend and as I had some work to do so I told them I would be in. From up stairs looking at the carpet you could see a very well worn track that I think every body must walk as the carpet was very vorn and had lots of rucks in the carpet. A nail was banged from up stairs through the floor board so I could locate the most worn spot, the nail removed and a hold drilled carefully from underneath. This hole was just big enough for my pinkie finger to poke through. On the Monday morning I came in to work a little early went down stairs and arranged a table and a couple of boxes so I could sit comfortable with my finger through the hole. Looking at my watch it was twenty to nine and as I knew they started at nine I better get in place. It must have been about ten minutes when I heard foot steps above so with anticipation of a crush but nothing she missed me. After a little while several more came into the office, my finger got trampled several times but as you know as soon as you feel pain it�s gone. I stayed in position for the whole morning and my finger got crushed so many times I lost count all of the crushes were quick and I never knew if it was a sole or a heel that crushed my finger. Lunch time was close and I heard some body walking towards where I was when some body else called out hang on.i recognized the voice as one of the girls who had spoke to me several times before. I realized she was directly above me. I was hoping for a crush but she was missing me, then just as I was giving up hope I felt pain like I had never felt before I though the nail of my pinkie was going to explode. She was standing on the nail of my pinkie finger it must have been her heel as the pain was just un bearable. I was trying to pull my finger out but it was hopeless I was pinned and there she stayed for what seemed like an eternity. I guess it must have been around five minutes then the pain was gone, I pulled my finger out and the end of my finger had a mauve area and was hurting beyond belief. I went to the top of the stairs and watched as the girls came back from lunch until I saw the one with the voice I knew. Her friend had white boots with a stiletto heel of about four inches that�s when I realised it must have been the heel that crushed my finger. God I love being crushed by high heels Baz
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