Sarah sneaks downstairs and into the kitchen. She spots Anne's discarded ballet flats, and decides to hide them. Sliding her feet out of her slippers, and into a pair of her own flats, Sarah heads outside and into the garden. Here she places Anne's shoes under a bush, out of sight.
As Sarah re-enters the house she hears the shower being turned off and walks over to the sofa to watch some tv. Anne soon comes down dressed in skinny jeans, and a whit tank top, showing off her incredible figure. She wanders into the kitchen and looks around, not seeng what she desires, she checks the porch before returning to the living room. Anne seats herself on the sofa, next to Sarah. She reaches down and grabs Sarah's ankles, pulling the feet up onto her lap.
"What are you doing?!" queries Sarah. "Well" says Anne with a mischevious grin "my shoes seem to have gone missing whilst I was in the shower, and seeing as theres only you around, I thought you might know where they went..." Oh thats strange, I dont kn..." Sarah stops horrified as Anne has pulled the shoe from her right foot and is looking intently at the freshly bared sole. "Now until my shoes are returned, we will both stay barefoot"
Anne is struggling to contain her glee that she has been presented with such an opportunity to enjoy the young girl's feet. Sarah, meanwhile, is worried. This turns to panic as Anne announces "ok we're going out"
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