Beautiful employee with the weak left leg lf
REQUEST:You are the beautiful employee with the weak left leg, needing one crutch to walk. You wear dark tan pantyhose and very high heels (the shoes from ‘My feet are me’) You enter the apartment after a long day working. You are very tired and your weak leg is hurting a lot. In a bag you have some stuff you had to buy: 2 bottles of wine, 2 bottles of water, 1 kilo of oranges and some apples. This shopping bag is very heavy. Leaning on your one crutch you limp slowly to the kitchen. You put the bottles in the fridge and the fruit on the table. After that, moaning because of the pain, you limp to the living room to rest on the sofa after taking off your shoes. You give your bad leg a massage for a while. A few moments later the bell is ringing. You put on the shoes again and limp heavily, leaning on the crutch to the front door. Your friend is coming in and she wants to take you out to celebrate her birthday. She is dressed very nice, with high heels and stockings and a short sexy dress. You say that you can’t, you are too tired and your leg is hurting like hell. She insists and she says she will help you. ‘I have a very good medicine for you, take it with some , and you will have no pain anymore. She gives you a few pills out of her handbag, and she gets a glass of from the kitchen. ‘Now I will help you to dress’ she says, ‘I will find you some sexy cloths!’ ‘Do you want to take a shower?’ You say you are too tired, and you want her to leave you alone. ‘No way’, she says, ‘Take a small rest and you will feel so much better.’ She gives you a can of RedBull to get more power. She goes to your wardrobe and chooses a sexy dress, high (red) heels and sexy stockings. Then she takes you shoes off, undresses you and helps you to change in the sexy outfit. You feel a little better and you say: “okay I go with you”. You take your crutch to go out with her. Your friend says: ”No, no, no crutch, you can lean on me” She takes the crutch and hides it in another room. She comes back, you put your hand on her shoulder and slowly limping, leaning in your friend you leave the apartment. (one second black screen) You enter the apartment again, alone, without crutch, dragging your bad leg (which is totally stiff, impossible to bench your poor knee) against you. You have so much pain and you stumble slowly and almost crying to your bedroom. You fall down on the bed, try to massage your bad leg, but it hurts to much. You lay down desperately putting your hand on your face. We see your bad leg is thrilling for pain. The end