True to her word Katie returned a little over 10 minutes later. “I’ll just take your empty plates in and then join you” And she did. As Katie arrived back she pulled out her pony tail and let her shoulder length hair fall. “Ahh now I can relax!” Sarah had moved up so she could sit down, which she did. “Oh but the shoe pile needs to move to make space for our drink” “what dri...” started Sarah until she looked up and answered her own question. Katie’s replacement was carrying over a fishbowl with 3 straws. He set it down as soon as Anne had cleared the shoes onto the floor. “Thanks Dan” said Katie. “What is this?!” Queried Anne. “It’s my round... and a thank you for brightening my day... I needed this after a 6 hour shift on my feet... oh and I got more tips in the last half hour than the rest of my shift so it’s more than paid for” “Ha I wonder why....” mused Anne aloud. Sarah introduced herself and Anne, apologetically and the three did a cheers to new friends. Through a bit of small talk they discovered Katie was 22, a recent graduate and was spending the summer working in the pub before finding a real job. The length of the bench meant that she was sitting quite close to Sarah with her right foot tucked under her legs and the toes and sole almost touching Sarah’s right leg. It was these kind of interactions where Anne really took centre stage. Fuelled by the cocktails she was feeling flirtatious and enjoying the company of the two younger women. She was currently telling a story about a time she was sunbathing topless and woken by a friend tickling her. She’s chosen the story deliberately to test a theory. “... so I was squirming around trying to keep my tits covered...” The girls were both laughing and enjoying the tale, more for the actions that accompanied it than anything, for Anne was very animated. Katie had settled into the company and the alcohol had helped but she was relaxed and at ease. “...and he went for my feet, and I lost it at first, but then he went slower... and I felt how hard he was... and... sorry tmi... let’s just say he had a thing for my feet” The three shared a moment of silence and collectively drank. Anne had her legs stretched out with her feet crossed at the ankle under the table. A couple of times now she had felt an accidental touch from what she assumed was Katie’s foot. But now she felt a deliberate one. Katie had run her big toe up the length of Anne’s sole, making her shiver. “Something wrong, Anne?” She asked, full of innocence. Oh so we’re playing games, thought Anne. “No... just good memories” Now she had a green light she was planning on making the most of it. She found Katie’s foot with her own left foot and traced up the top of it roughly where she pictured the tattoo to be. “So, Katie, I noticed a tattoo earlier... what was it?” Katie pushed back against Anne’s foot as she answered. “A feather” “Why a feather?” Asked Sarah, actually oblivious. “It has a personal significance to me- maybe I’ll show you one day” answered Katie.
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