I found this short story a very long time ago, had no idea where it came from and how it ends, but it is a marvelous piece of work and I want to share it with you, hope you like it, credits to whomever the author is.

Over the holidays I attended a church service and wore a nice pair of khaki's and beige pantyhose and brown slip on shoes. Of course every woman and girl was dressed up nice in dresses and pantsuits with pantyhose. I sat in a pew just down from a girl, about 14, who was wearing a nice dress and tan pantyhose. About midway through the service she took off her pumps and sat and gently rubbed her feet together. Her mother sitting next to her did the same thing and both of them just gently rubbed their pantyhosed feet together. After awhile the girl would rub her feet up against her mother's and it looked so nice because they both had on sandalfoot beige pantyhose. I slipped off my shoes and put my feet underneath the pew and rubbed them together while at the same time looking at their feet. I then got up to go to the bathroom and walked out my side of the pew and through the back door of the church into the foyer to the bathroom. I was in the last pew so it was easy. When I came out I started walking back into the church. At the same time the girl was walking out heading to the bathroom in her stocking feet. I purposefully walked up to her and asked where the bubbler was. As she was telling me I looked at her feet. I said "Aren't you afraid that you might run your pantyhose?" She said that she was being careful and looked down and saw my pantyhosed feet. I said I was being careful also and as she looked at my feet with a look of surprise I put one of my feet on top of one of hers and gently rubbed her soft nyloned foot for a second or two. She wiggled her toes a little and I asked what kind she had on. She said she didn't know for sure that her mom got them for her. I mentioned that they felt nice and soft and looked nice. She said that they did kind of. She then continued on to the bathroom and I went back in and sat down. Her mom had put her shoes back on. I put mine on and left, not knowing what the girl might say to her mom.