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Two glamorous young women sat on the terrace of a luxury riverside apartment. Tamara. ...a glossy slim brunette in her mid twenties wore tan leather trousers, a cream cashmere sweater and strappy, nude prada heels. ..she was just back from a week s vacation in the Caribbean with her latest boyfriend. "So honey. ..how are you enjoying having beautiful long nails?" Purred Samantha. "Oh....babes..they're divine" Tamara drawled...flashing a set of gleaming red talons "but totally impractical for day to day things. On holiday the 3cm long tips hadnt been a problem as few demands were required of her. Pleasing her boyfriend looking good were about the extent of it....but back in grey London when not socialising or partyingy they didn't seem quite such a good idea. " Samantha, a slim pouting 26 year old blonde, strutted on her cream louboutin 8 mignons heels to the kitchen area. "another coffee sweetie?" as she did so the effect of moving from the soft thick pile luxury carpet of the lounge to the pine flooring forced her beautifully pedicured feet into an even more steep angle. The 6 inch spikes thusting all the weight of her slender size six body onto her toes. Outside as the summer sun streamed down...Tamara leafed through the latest cosmo; her long fake nails brushing the edge of each page . She rotated her slender ankles. She'd been out all the previous evening in a pair of cream knee high boots with five inch heels and certainly could have done without wearing heels this morning. As usual though she didn't want to look anything less than stunning when out for lunch with the gorgeous Samantha. Also with her new nails she kind of felt obliged to look glamorous and sexy to match their effortless sexual allure. She'd made sure her boyfriend had driven her the short distance to Samantha's apartment.to drive his sexy to save her time and having to walk far in her stilettos. Unfortunately the journey to his car meant walking down a long slope which made walking in her six inch heels impossible. ...she'd had to have bent her knees to cope. Taking them off was the only option, meaning walking bare foot to the car on a dirty surface and not feeling at all sexy or glamorous. Once in the compact sports car, tamara's spiky stilettos meant her knees were practically touching het chin. Once at her destination the spoiled minx stormed out of the vehicle in a strop at this less than perfect start to her day.

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