Posted by Tightshoe Fan on October 03, 2003 at 15:46:05: IP Address 68.159.101.51
Before getting into my story, a quick answer to TSF_2 as to where I've been. It seems as if most of the contributors to this site are more into flip-flops, slide, mules, loose shoes and women running around shoeless. There's no problem with that as far as I'm concerned--it's not a criticism--but it's just not what I find interesting. So, I am not around as much as I used to be. As my moniker would suggest, I enjoy seeing women obtain much needed relief from their too tight pumps. Once off and they run around bare footed, the game's over for me. But, for this story, that's neither here nor there. Today, I'll focus on two of the Bunnies I encountered at the Buffalo Playboy Club. At the time, I was with USAir and our layover hotel was just across the street from the club. Layovers there were great for the Buffalo Chicken Wings as well as for the adventures at the PBC. To the point of the post: I arrived at the club about 11 after a long day of flying. The club wasn't too busy (it was a weekday) and they didn't have too many Bunnies on duty. As my usual M-O, I took a seat at the bar near the Bunny Service Bar area. They had a small station at the bar and a big one with outlets for the Bunnies working the restaurant on the other side of the windowed partition and for the Bunnies working the lounge. Sitting at the bar where I was you could see the girls working both service areas. A Bunny wearing very high heeled stiletto pumps (red) came up to the bar around midnight. She did a momentary dip with first one foot (squeezing her toes for relief as the foot hovered above her shoe) then the other. One of the Bunnies working the other service bar was working some checks at the counter, and the Bunny near me lamented to the other Bunny that "my poor feet have had it! What a night". She asked the other Bunny if her feet hurt terribly as well. Bunny #2 (dressed in their polka dot uniform with white pumps with polka dots on them) replied, (paraphrasing here) "My feet still hurt, but I've cut my suffering in half by wearing new insoles every couple of days. Do you do that already?" "No" said Bunny #1 "but my feet feel like they're going to explode right now. If inserts will keep my feet cooler, I'll sure give them a try." Bunny #2 said, "Well, don't expect a miracle, but--to use your comparison--at the end of the night, my feet used to feel like they were on fire; now they are just smoldering. It's not like going barefoot, but it's not pure hell, either." "I'll try anything" said Bunny #1 "It's all I can do to make it through the shift." (These are all rough quotes--I didn't write all of the conversations down word-for-word; but close). Bunny #2 came over to Bunny #1, reached down and took off her shoe, then showed her what insole she used and how to fit the insole to her shoe and foot. The second Bunny said that her shoes were already too tight, and wouldn't that take away room her foot could use inside the shoe. The other Bunny said, well, that is a bit of a trade-off, but just buy your next pair of shoes a half-size larger. "Believe me, I went through hell before someone turned me onto these, now my evenings are bearable. Some nights are still grim, but in the long run, you'll be glad if you do this." The Bunny #1 finished her shift at closing time, and the minute she got a break to count her tickets, she stood out of both of her shoes for about 5 minutes wiggling and scrunching her toes the whole time. Of course, she had to put her shoes back on again to go and clean her tables, but I have no doubt that she couldn't wait too long after the club closed to let her tired toes breathe again.
All for now. Will post again later. As I also request, anybody having any tight shoe encounters, please make them known here on the board.