Rate this story Part I It was kind of a dull rainy Saturday and Mom announced that she would be going out to do some shopping for the afternoon. She asked if I would like to accompany her but up to that point I found her shopping quite boring – and besides, I had other things in mind. But first some background. I was then about 10 years old and by some crazy fluke had recently discovered a unexplainable fascination with my mother’s lingerie and of all things – her shoes. Mom was in her late 20s and although not...
