A pretty girl in beautiful black heels.
This is a story of disappointment. And everyone who has fallen in love with a pretty girl in heels would know what I am talking about.
They are a world onto themselves. With a different set of rules, and a different set of requirements..
And when you see them walk the earth, a strange feeling comes over you (Yes, you perverts, it includes girl on girl action), it is a feeling of want.
Not necessarily wanting *that* girl. She isn’t probably available anyway.
It is a feeling of wanting to be her.
You might be pretty. You might be smart, You might be everything that she is.
But she chose to pour all of it in a pair of black heels, and maybe a dress which shows just enough of her. And you did not.
This choice is all that counts.