When Jon got to school the first thing he did was look for Karyn. He'd been late that morning, having spent a bit too much time before his shower jacking off while wearing a pair of knee-high leather boots, so he missed her on the walk to school.
The bell was ringing as he jogged up to the building, and Karyn was nowhere to be found. He sprinted to his first class, one that he didn't share with her. Mrs. Boader, the teacher, was wearing a pair of sensible shoes, far too sensible for Jon's liking, although he knew if he were allowed he'd trade his sneakers for her flats in a heartbeat.
He took no notes, nor did he bother listening to the lecture. It was a good thing he wasn't called upon to answer any questions, as he would have been useless. His mind was elsewhere. Dreams of mundane situations, now wearing the shoes he lusted after, danced through his head. Standing in the grocery store with high-heeled sandals, walking to school in sexy boots, doing his homework in a pair of pink mini-platforms, all made his heart flutter, his penis twitch. He hoped that he wouldn't get an erection, but knew that as soon as he got ahold of the stone it wouldn't matter.
His next class, geography, was with Karyn. She sat at the desk right next to his. Between classes he bolted to the classroom and sat down to wait for her. By the time she entered he was going crazy with impatience. Karyn, on the other hand, had a strange grin on her face. Had she guessed about his fetish? No, she couldn't have. They were certainly close, but there was just no way she could know; he'd been so careful!
The class hadn't started yet, so Jon leaned over and asked for the stone back. She reached into her backpack, pulled it out, and handed it over to him. Holding the smooth stone in his hand, he wished the wish he'd been thinking all morning. He said...
