Ladies Leather Moccasins
When just four days remaining to close doors on Sunday, the nineteenth Shoe and ladies leather moccasins Fair, advises the public to visit their school shelves Saint Germain Ayacucho Avenue these days in order to benefit from rebates of up to 10 percent, gifts additional sales and wholesale prices of footwear classic to receive the Year 2010. Until yesterday, about four companies invited ladies leather moccasins La Paz, one of three jackets and footwear, closed their stands because they were able to accommodate all your merchandise selected for the occasion and three of Cochabamba would also be about to close their stands exhaustion of products. La Paz ladies leather moccasins companies have exhausted their stock of non-acceptance foresaw that they could have their shoes and classic lady, drafts, holiday, boots, long boots and short, with low and high heels and exotic leathers as camelids and lizards. The classic summer shoes, both ladies and lace moccasins for men, articles of clothing, leather hats and leather belts and wallets are some of the innovations that visitors can get at cost, said Mitzi Riberto, leader of Producers Association of Footwear and Leather Goods (Aprocac). "I wait all year for winter break and to buy at the fair ground-soled footwear that today, few companies make them. They are an uncharitable, but they last forever and are very fresh, "said the visitor Carlos Aldunate Romer. On the occasion, around 43 companies of leather, of which 6 are invited to La Paz, Santa Cruz two and five food and crafts businesses, offering a variety of "national products processed by Bolivian hands for Bolivians. " The Shoe and ladies leather moccasins Fair opens its doors every day from 09:30 until 20:00 or 22:00, depending on the affluence of the public, that on average 60 people visit these days days of school facilities Saint Germain . In the opinion of Riberto "the only ghost that is restricting sales and even scaring off customers is the smuggling of footwear and ladies leather moccasins goods, the authorities do not control. ". . Often colleagues ask me what I have to go so fast to where I am. I smile and always give the same answer: "At the customer what they ask. " The unbelieving depart askance at me as if he kept a secret greater. There is not. I started as a salesperson in the shoe department for ladies. I remember well the evening when the store came out to be my first client. It was a mature woman and thin. Stern voice asked me brown loafers and size 24. Back, with the box in hand, I knelt before the woman and the mismatch carefully. He looked at me quizzically, but said nothing. With all gently introduced my hands under his pants and, from the knee, I was removing the media. I felt the fine hairs bristled at the way my fingers. My hands encircled her calf, too full for the rest of his body, and slid slowly to the average dropping, defeated, on the ankle. He took her by the tip while the other hand stroked the hardened heel. I removed the upper half, as she takes a long glove. Before putting the right shoe, I took the tip of his fingers in my hands and stroked the tips morosely. As an accident, I spent my palm arch and felt it chill in a silent shrug. Gently put the moccasin, which at the time seemed a grotesque costume for a foot so pale that hinted at the stroke of your veins. Calibrate the fit of the shoe. Without letting go, I looked at the woman who held on tight in the seat. Put your foot down. The woman did not move an inch. Instep slightly walked with my nails, watching him while his lips. I took the box and walked away. She remained motionless, not daring to follow with his eyes. Then I saw her turn around, contained. It was early, the store was almost empty. Other vendors were kept busy on the phone, arranging windows or taking inventory in the warehouse. When I returned, she smiled and stretched his foot measured. He took the ladies leather moccasins and heeled shoes that-I did see, enhanced the unique curve of her instep. He returned a week with the idea of ??changing the moccasins. I showed her espadrilles then imported loops on the ankle. He had no qualms about that bind and loose coat sandals, leather, fabric, trimmed, pointed outdoor wooden platform . . My fingers went up, slipped, were mounted, were introduced into the folds of his skin. As she was memorizing their plants to touch, let me guess her skirt rubbing thighs white, strangely out of the sun and discovered under the neon light. She made no motion to reject, so I assumed my role. Mismatch, as if it were a ritual-green espadrilles remained attached to his ankle. I let him feel my breath on his instep and settled his foot between my thighs knees. I introduced the boot, stroking the ladies leather moccasins that I led, rising on his leg. I listened slightly retained breath when I finished and got zip up between her fingers and leather. 'It's important to let the skin breathe, I said, as the nails went through the siege imposed by the boot in his crotch. -See in the mirror My voice sounded strange, hoarse, contaminated newborn authority, that which comes from owning body and soul, though I only sold shoes. She modeled the clumsy boots with excitement, like a teenager who has just discovered the swollen breasts. I, arms folded, staring at his reflection. He was not looking boots, but the woman turned into a larger territory. His smile was victory. After the rapture, the woman took off, took the boots and hand-delivered to me. Until now that is my answer, but people do not think it's that simple. Imagine you need to spend more time in a short seller to floor manager and then supervisor. Now I have offered a change of department. Starting next month, my clients find me on Lingerie. And there, of course, continue in what is said. Congratulations on the text. It has a special hook at the beginning. I especially was struck by the size so small, lol, but anyway, perhaps using other sizes there. Dear Virginia, I had a very enjoyable read, uninterrupted, always expecting more and more. I can not believe eroticism achieve such an argument as "simple", is fabulous and I congratulate you wholeheartedly. . . .