Sexual Heeling
by
Thalia Frost
An Imprint of
Musa Publishing
Sexual Heeling
By Thalia Frost
Copyright © Thalia Frost, 2011
Smashwords edition
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Published by Musa Publishing, November 2011
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ISBN: 978-1-61937-943-5
Published in the United States of America
Editor: Pat Sager
Cover Design: Kelly Shorten
Interior Book Design: Coreen Montagna
Warning
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Chapter One
Monica bent down to straighten up the shoe rack for the tenth time today.
People are so messy.
She brushed her damp, curly black hair from her forehead, wishing for the thousandth time she had a better job and a different life.
Something will come along.
Monica had been working at the local thrift store for months since college graduation. Times were tough, and her business degree was useful here. She cheered herself up with thoughts of the work she did helping the community, and it was a management job.
Losing thirty pounds might help in the job search, too. At that thought, she caressed the pair of shiny, black, four-inch heels, size seven, she had in her hand and placed them in a lower part of the rack, out of sight from most customers. Her breathing quickened at the fantasy of her wearing the impossibly high heels with some lace or maybe leather. Taut calves and smooth hose completed her mental image of herself as sexy and powerful.