Andrea's Beginnings

by Candy Heels

 

Part 3

 

In total shock Andrea said, "Go out, Miss Robinson? But everyone will see me; they'll laugh at me – please I can't do that."

Miss Robinson only smiled sweetly at her new little sister and said, "You see yourself in that mirror – you look nothing like Andy. You are now a very lovely girl and I believe you are quite happy as Andrea and deep down I believe you are quite excited about going out as my sister."

Again Andrea looked at herself in the full-length mirror and had to admit that she looked very nice but it was they way she felt. This was a dream come true – she had known for a very long time how she loved to wear high heeled shoes but to look so lovely; to be so feminine was bringing thoughts and feelings that she had never before experienced. And Miss Robinson was right – the idea of going out with her was terrifying but it was also exactly what she wanted.

Miss Robinson reminded her, "Now remember, you are my little sister from back in our home town and you are visiting me for the weekend. You are 18 and a senior in your school. You must remember to call me Sarah. I have no identification for you yet but I will get that later. Now you should have money, lipstick, tissues and blush in your purse. Also remember if you speak, just to speak softly and no one will suspect your voice – you actually have a lovely breathy voice for a young woman."

Andrea checked in the pretty blue patent clutch bag and there was everything Sarah had promised. The time had come. She was so nervous but so excited as well.

The first challenge she had not expected were the 6 steps at Sarah's front door and wearing such a full skirt with her petticoats, she could not see her own feet. Sarah realized that Andrea had never attempted stairs in high heels before and was quick to say. "Watch me as we go down these steps and take your time."

Sarah went first and Andrea watched and mimicked what she did. First she took her purse in her left hand and placed her right upon the rail. Only then did she carefully place each high heeled foot on the steps and went down very slowly. Andrea followed and did precisely the same thing – it was an interesting new challenge but it was also very very enjoyable. When they reached the sidewalk, she said, "Sarah, I bet you don't have any trouble going down stairs in your high heels but thank you for helping me again."

Sarah smiled and said; "Actually going downstairs in heels as high as you and I like to wear is never something that you can take for granted. You must go slow to maintain your grace."

She was now outdoors. How quickly her life had changed and Andrea was very happy. The sun was shining brightly and the day was so perfect. There was a pleasant breeze blowing and Andrea could feel it in her pretty golden curls. The air felt so wonderful on her stockings and under her full skirt. The pretty blue silk bandana around her neck stirred in the breeze and she began to feel truly pretty. She could feel the tightness of her basque and loved the way her breasts gave her such a lovely figure. She had known for a long time that she loved high heeled shoes but what Miss Robinson had begun to teach her was that the heels were only her natural connection to being a woman.

Sarah began to walk towards the downtown shopping area. Andrea was in heaven walking with her listening to both of their stiletto heels clicking on the sidewalks. As Sarah made small talk as sisters might do, Andrea stole a glance of her teacher's high heel pumps. Although she could not see her own heels, it was so exciting to know that her feet too would now look so wonderful – so steeply arched. It was so exciting to think that her own heels were even slightly higher than her teacher's. But then suddenly she almost stumbled. The strap on the back of her right shoe had slipped down. Andrea gave out a little shriek and Sarah giggled a little. Sarah said, "That happens sometimes with high heeled slings – it might have been better if I had given you pumps to wear but those heels match your dress so well. Just give me your left hand for balance and reach back with your right as you lift your foot and fix the strap. If I am not around when it happens again just squeeze your heels by pressing down in your toes until you can find something to balance yourself." It was another special event for Andrea – they all were today – but it intrigued her to think about what Sarah had said about not being there when she was dressed.

As they crossed the street Sarah cautioned, "The sidewalks in the next block are old and somewhat uneven. They also have cracks that can catch your heel and ruin it. Try not to look where you are stepping but you must also be careful where you put your heel." Andrea smiled and thought of the wonderful new challenge and said, "I will do my best Sarah. I am really starting to enjoy being a girl."

Avoiding the cracks with her stiletto heels was not too hard but the uneven sidewalk was causing her heels to teeter with some steps. She did not stumble or lose her balance but she had to focus on each step. She was so afraid that Sarah would be disappointed with the way she was walking but Sarah said, "Andrea, I am so proud of you. Those slings are very high and this is a terrible surface to walk upon in high heels – you are doing so well." Andrea literally blushed with pride and smiled so brightly that she lit up the day. Sarah was so happy that her student was discovering a dream come true.

But then suddenly the first and probably worst test that Andrea could imagine was placed before her. Coming out of the shop just a few yards ahead were some boys and girls that she knew from school. They all saw Miss Robinson and were coming over to say hello. One of the girls said, "Good morning Miss Robinson…isn't it a lovely day!"

Sarah responded with a lovely smile, "Yes it's a wonderful day Jennifer. Please all of you, come and meet my sister Andrea. She is visiting me this weekend."

Everyone smiled and in some unison said, "Hello Andrea --- and one good looking young man added it's so nice to meet you." Andrea just quietly smiled and softly said, "Hello."

Jennifer, the girl that had opened the conversation asked, "Miss Robinson, are you both going to the Mall? The boys are leaving us and I wonder if I might join you."

Sarah said much to Andrea's dismay that they were and that Jennifer and anyone else was welcome to come along. The boys walked away but one young man that Andrea knew from school kept looking back and smiling a very nice smile at her. It seemed only Jennifer was going to walk with them.

Jennifer asked, "Andrea are you in College?" and Andrea replied softly, "No I am a senior at my high school back home." Jennifer smiled and said, "Well you are really pretty like your sister." And she smiled at Miss Robinson. Andrea just smiled and quietly said, "Thank you. So are you."

Jennifer looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, "I hope you don't mind me saying but I noticed both of you seem to like to wear very high heels – Andrea do you have your own or do you wear Miss Robinson's when you visit?"

Before Andrea could admit anything, Miss Robinson said, "Oh Andrea wears her own heels. She started younger than I did. She has been wearing stiletto heels since she was 13." Andrea smiled at the amusing irony of her statement.

Jennifer said, "Gee I wish I was allowed to have my own high heels. I am 16 and my mother won't let me have any. Ever since you started teaching here Miss Robinson, I have admired your beautiful shoes and I would love to wear them too."

Sarah just smiled and said, "Thank you Jennifer, that is very sweet of you to say. I am sure that you will have your own soon and I hope you enjoy them as much as Andrea and I do." Andrea wondered to herself – if Miss Robinson was so eager to help her become feminine, I wonder why she would not also help Jennifer.

The outer walls of the downtown mall were mirrored glass and Andrea could see their reflections as the approached from a block away. This small thing did wonders for her confidence since she began to realize that she looked far prettier than Jennifer who clomped along beside them in her baggy skirt and sweater and her plain loafers. Andrea also noticed for the first time that she was the same height as Jennifer despite Jennifer's flats and Andrea's very high heels. Considering Jennifer was one of the most popular girls in the senior class, this discovery went a long way to helping Andrea feel good about herself.

Sarah almost dismissed Jennifer with, "Well girls, I have some things I have to find; Jennifer it was so nice to see you – good luck with finding some high heels for yourself. Andrea, why don't you look around for some evening dresses for the dance while I run and do my boring chores. I'll meet you at the center of the Mall by the fountain in one hour." Another shock for Andrea – A dance! – The school dance!

Jennifer squealed with glee saying, "Oh good, I will see you both at the dance this evening – that's wonderful!! I'll see you both later."

Andrea felt that shock come over her again – she was to be alone in public it seems – but Sarah expected that of her and she would try to be brave. She answered quietly, "Alright Sarah, and it was nice to meet you Jennifer."

She watched as Sarah clicked away down the street on her lovely high stiletto heels. She prayed that she looked as good walking. Jennifer skipped away and Andrea almost laughed at the separate images. Andrea entered the mall and thought what fun it might be to walk around looking in shoe stores. The ceramic tile floors made her stiletto heels ring with each step and she thought that she ought to try walking quietly (if there was a way to do that in her very high heels) but then she thought that Sarah had taught her to be proud of the fact that they both set themselves apart from other women by wearing such pretty shoes. She giggled to herself as she overheard one woman say to her friend "My God, look at those high heels on that young woman. Doesn't she know that they'll wreck her feet?" But the lady she was with replied, "I think she looks very nice and very fashionable. I wish I had kept wearing heels like I did when I was her age." Andrea just kept walking as if she had not heard – she glowed with pride and enjoyed the next step in her confidence.

Andrea looked in the windows of all the lady's shoe stores and was very disappointed. They all had some heels but they heels were all oddly shaped – some of the very high heels had thick heavy soles and that ruined the delicate look. She decided to look in some of the nicer dress shops. She entered a store that seemed to have some particularly pretty dresses in the window. Almost immediately she was greeted by an older gentleman who smiled nicely and said, "Good day Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"

Andrea answered softly, "No thank you. I am just looking while I wait for my sister. You have some lovely things here."

The gentleman answered, "Thank you, I do not believe I have seen you before. Are you new to this area?"

Andrea replied, "I only visit my sister on weekends – I live in another city."

He replied, "Are you still going to school or do you work?"

She said, "I am still in school, I have not found a part time job yet."

He shocked her by saying, "That's interesting. I own this shop and I have been looking for a fashionable young woman to work for me on weekends. I do not suppose you might like to work here on Saturdays would you? I would pay you and I would also provide you with dresses for work at no cost. You would be modeling what we sell and that would help business a great deal."

The thought of this was very exciting but Andrea did not know what to say, "I don't know; I would have to ask my sister if she minded me staying with her every weekend. Could I call you?"

He said, "That would be fine." He paused and added, "I do not sell lady's shoes, you would have to supply your own." He blushed a little and added, "I guess you would probably need to work in low heels wouldn't you?"

Andrea said, "No, of course not. I never wear low heels. I would wear heels similar to these if that would be alright."

The man beamed, "That would be wonderful. Those heels look beautiful. Please take my card and call me as soon as you can to let me know."

Andrea took the card and the man extended his hand. She placed her pretty long nailed fingers in his palm and gently shook hands as a lady would.

It was time to meet Sarah. The fountain was lovely and there were places to sit. Andrea found a bench where she could sit alone and thought about all the exciting things. The dance this evening – how could she tell that mother of hers that she would be out late? The possibility of a job working as a girl – would Sarah allow this? Would she be allowed to have more times with Sarah living life as a woman? Or was this a one-time thing – that was too frightening a thought to consider. She crossed her legs and straightened the skirt of her dress. This was the first time she could see her high heels other than the few glances in the reflections. God they were so pretty. Her red toenails showed through the sheer stockings and the open toes. The heels were so high and so thin. There was some dust on the shiny blue patent so she took a tissue from her clutch bag and carefully wiped each heel clean. She thought about the day so far – what heavenly feelings she had experienced as a woman. The walk had only been three blocks from Sarah's home and only around the mall. She could run that in a few minutes in her boy's clothes but in this dress and heels this high, it had taken a while. The pads under the balls of her feet were a little tender, like a slight burning sensation. But that did not matter to her at all. She would ask Sarah if that was normal when she told her of the news.

Her daydreaming was broken by the clicking of an approaching pair of stiletto heeled shoes.

 

To be continued 

 

 

 

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