Power Suit, V8, Young Man… No problem

Somehow, with loads of luck and a series of perfectly timed coincidences, the young man felt like he had orchestrated the perfect set of covers to enact the boldest plan of his life. His parents were tied up catching up with all manners of old friends, the types that love to squeeze your cheeks and tell you about how things were when they were children. He managed to escape capture.

Then he mustered the courage to offer the lady in the power suit his hand to escort her to her car. While she protested it was not necessary, his lack of acceptance of the polite “no” must have touched something in her heart. He took it to confirm he had beaten her strength. Reality, she felt bad for the guy who was acting like he had to pee every time he offered to walk her to her car. After several attempts, he suggested she switch to her boots as he’d walk her to her car.

Those were in the car.

There was the window of opportunity. He informed her of the severity of the ice storm, complimented her on her amazing heeling ability, and reminder her that his offer still stood as it was not ideal that she venture out and risk ruining her perfect heeling record. She was known for never tripping in her heels by the way.

With a small smile, she agreed to leave on the grounds that it was only to get her boots, not because she was going to leave at all. That was a fair deal as far as that young man was concerned. He even offered to start the car so that she would find it warm on arrival in the unlikely event she opted to change in the car.

Some time later, the car was nice and toasty, and he was walking the lady to her car. Her balance as unbelievable. Not a single slip. She even once assisted the young man who despite his good traction shoes nearly slipped. No fall was at risk, however, he was deeply aware that the stiletto wearing lady was unaffected by the snow and ice. Must be the thin heel anchoring into the ice somehow.

At the car, he was please to note that she felt nicely warm and smiled a similarly warm smile back. He also noted that the way she exhaled suggested that she was more tired than her posture suggested. So, trying to be a gentleman, he quickly got to his knees and informed her that he would remove her heels, massage her feet, and help her with her boots.

As a lady is expected to, she protested, but given he was already on his knees in the ice and tugging at her heels successfully, she chastised him for not allowing her the privilege of declining the help and then gasp for air and froze as he started to massage her. She tried more aggressively to get the man to stop but he insisted that he return the favor for the assistance when he felt dizzy earlier.

Her laughter charmed him into more bravery as he insisted on providing his best work. She cranked up the heat and watched in disbelief which he interpreted as warm acceptance. The massage was not long lived, as the knees on ice got cold fast. He politely helped her put her boots on, which proved a lot harder than he had anticipated. Form fitting boots do not go on as easily as blizzard hiking boots do.

He remarked as casually as he could that he was impressed that she drove in such heels, something that many women could not seem to do. She laughed and commented on how surprised she was that he actually knew and noticed that few women could drive at all, let alone in heels. That community didn’t have a lot of women drivers to begin with. Most only did so when the weather was very good.