They were beautiful shoes and they did fantastic things for her legs and ass, but with heels taping in at five inches high, they were killers to strap on. The old style look of the wide ankle strap was the one thing about the shoes Kay did like though.

"We don't have to move around a lot, do we?"

Kay's feet were hurting already and she didn't want to think about how long the evening could turn out to be.

"We will have to mix around to a certain degree." Leslie's voice was getting closer.

"I sure hope we can keep it to a minimum. These things are cruel… Oh my!"

"It is rather fetching, isn't it?" Leslie said proudly.

She was wearing what could have been considered a cocktail dress, if only from it's styling. Her dress was perfectly suited for an upper class B amp;D gathering. It was made of paper thin, glove soft leather! The neckline went far beyond a simple V-cut. It left behind a wide gap not ending it's downward plunge until reaching her navel. Opening and exposing the soft inner swells of her full chest for the enjoyment of any who wished to look. To make things even, the dress was backless down to the beginning of Leslie's ass crack. In case that wasn't enough of her flesh to be put into teasing view, there was a slit on the left side of her dress which came up to her sweetly curved hip.

Her hair had been moussed and teased, fluffed out from her head and making her look like a wild jungle woman. A very high class one, of course. One who was sparkling with radiated excitement.

A light dusting of glitter on her nylons made her legs shimmer each time they appeared courtesy of the high slit of her dress. The heels of her open toed sandals weren't anywhere as sever as Kay's, but they too did nice things for her legs.

"I thought I was supposed to be the one looking pretty," Kay pouted. "Now who's going to notice me?"