hotchytick2
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I got get this down or I will just explode. I don't have time to write all of the details about what happened, but here is a quick snopses....
For the past month I have been taking a sales training class through my work. Normally I dread these kind of things, but when I showed up on day one, I was plesantly surprised to have a knock out blond teaching the class. She is about 5'6", long straight blond hair that goes down to about the middle of her back, great body, angelic face...incredable legs. Her name is Angie and she is the ultimate professional, to the point where you feel a little intimidated by her. She is always in a business outfit, pants or skirts, nice shirt or blouse with a jacket. Sometimes in nylons, but always in heels. She is a real sweet person I should add.
Now I have been watching her for sometime hoping to get a glimps of her feet, but she always keeps her shoes on, no dangling, no dipping...like I said, very professional. That is until today. Angie came into class with pretty much the same outfit as usual, nice skirt, no nylons, shirt, jacket...etc. Today she wore heels where the instep was cut out, exposing her arches.
Now I tell you that detail about the shoes to get you to this part of the story. One of things we had been learning was how to use discriptive words to sell. We spent the last fifteen minutes of class going over ordinary objects in the room and trying to give great discriptive words to make them sound more appealing. It was a fun exercise. Half way through the drill inspiratiion struck and an idea formed in my mind. I decided to wait untill class was letting out and intentionally take my time getting my stuff together so that everyone would empty out of the room. I timed it so that once everyone emptied out, I could walk up to Angie and put my plan into place.
It worked out perfectly. I walked over to Angie and asked her if she wouldn't mind going over the descriptive exercise again with me. She said sure and asked what I needed help with. I explained that I just wanted to do a run through of some object in the room, describe it to her and get her opinion on whether she thought I was doing a good job or not. She sad "sure" and asked what I had in mind.
She was sitting down on a chair near the table where the students sit, so I pulled up my chair and proceeded to sit down and "pretend" to look around the room for an object to try and describe. After about two seconds of this BS I look down at her shoes and said
"how about if I try and sell your shoes!"
She laughed and said "okay, what've you got?"
I picked up foot and put it on the chair next to mine and began to talk about the attractive color, how the size of the heel accents the female form of the leg, blah, blah, blah, I went on...until I started talking about the instep and how the curve of the shoe line acentuated the natural curve of the foot and as I said "foot" I nervously ran my finger across her exposed instep (I think my voice cracked). The response was more that I could have hoped for, she jerked her foot and muffled a laugh with her hand. I looked up and saw that she was covering up a smile and said "go on."
"And (I'm sure my voice was cracking at this point) there is the comfort of the shoe. Do you mind I remove your shoe to demonstrate (I know my voice was cracking this time)?"
"Um...just don't...um...okay."
Incredulous, I looked up and she was still smilling and looking right at me. I then proceeded to remove her shoe to reveal a very pretty foot with ten painted toes.
I lifted the shoe in the air (since that was what I was supposed to be selling) and starting laying on my sales shpeal about the comfort and contor...etc. And I ended it (this was the ballsy part) by saying "and like Ciderella, the shoe is guarenteed to be a perfect fit and put a smile on your face!" and right as a said "smile" I put her shoe on and tickled her exposed sole. My face when flush and the excitment grew inside of me as I was doing this. It was thrilling! She didn't laugh this time or jerk her foot away, but instead she had her head in her hand, and a big smile on her face looking directly at me and said, "well done. I don't think you needed the practice, you've got it down like a pro." I will say, the tickling could get you in trouble with the wrong girl so what out for that next time, but it was a nice touch." (I swear to God I don't know if that was meant to be a dounble entandra or not!)
I stupidly said, I guess revealing my hand "that was a lot of fun to do." She didn't respond. (so maybe it wasn't a double entandra after all)
With that we both go up...well, I kind of took my time getting up...and we left the room. I went home with my head realing. I have an entire month left of this class. Yippie! How am I going to follow that up?
For the past month I have been taking a sales training class through my work. Normally I dread these kind of things, but when I showed up on day one, I was plesantly surprised to have a knock out blond teaching the class. She is about 5'6", long straight blond hair that goes down to about the middle of her back, great body, angelic face...incredable legs. Her name is Angie and she is the ultimate professional, to the point where you feel a little intimidated by her. She is always in a business outfit, pants or skirts, nice shirt or blouse with a jacket. Sometimes in nylons, but always in heels. She is a real sweet person I should add.
Now I have been watching her for sometime hoping to get a glimps of her feet, but she always keeps her shoes on, no dangling, no dipping...like I said, very professional. That is until today. Angie came into class with pretty much the same outfit as usual, nice skirt, no nylons, shirt, jacket...etc. Today she wore heels where the instep was cut out, exposing her arches.
Now I tell you that detail about the shoes to get you to this part of the story. One of things we had been learning was how to use discriptive words to sell. We spent the last fifteen minutes of class going over ordinary objects in the room and trying to give great discriptive words to make them sound more appealing. It was a fun exercise. Half way through the drill inspiratiion struck and an idea formed in my mind. I decided to wait untill class was letting out and intentionally take my time getting my stuff together so that everyone would empty out of the room. I timed it so that once everyone emptied out, I could walk up to Angie and put my plan into place.
It worked out perfectly. I walked over to Angie and asked her if she wouldn't mind going over the descriptive exercise again with me. She said sure and asked what I needed help with. I explained that I just wanted to do a run through of some object in the room, describe it to her and get her opinion on whether she thought I was doing a good job or not. She sad "sure" and asked what I had in mind.
She was sitting down on a chair near the table where the students sit, so I pulled up my chair and proceeded to sit down and "pretend" to look around the room for an object to try and describe. After about two seconds of this BS I look down at her shoes and said
"how about if I try and sell your shoes!"
She laughed and said "okay, what've you got?"
I picked up foot and put it on the chair next to mine and began to talk about the attractive color, how the size of the heel accents the female form of the leg, blah, blah, blah, I went on...until I started talking about the instep and how the curve of the shoe line acentuated the natural curve of the foot and as I said "foot" I nervously ran my finger across her exposed instep (I think my voice cracked). The response was more that I could have hoped for, she jerked her foot and muffled a laugh with her hand. I looked up and saw that she was covering up a smile and said "go on."
"And (I'm sure my voice was cracking at this point) there is the comfort of the shoe. Do you mind I remove your shoe to demonstrate (I know my voice was cracking this time)?"
"Um...just don't...um...okay."
Incredulous, I looked up and she was still smilling and looking right at me. I then proceeded to remove her shoe to reveal a very pretty foot with ten painted toes.
I lifted the shoe in the air (since that was what I was supposed to be selling) and starting laying on my sales shpeal about the comfort and contor...etc. And I ended it (this was the ballsy part) by saying "and like Ciderella, the shoe is guarenteed to be a perfect fit and put a smile on your face!" and right as a said "smile" I put her shoe on and tickled her exposed sole. My face when flush and the excitment grew inside of me as I was doing this. It was thrilling! She didn't laugh this time or jerk her foot away, but instead she had her head in her hand, and a big smile on her face looking directly at me and said, "well done. I don't think you needed the practice, you've got it down like a pro." I will say, the tickling could get you in trouble with the wrong girl so what out for that next time, but it was a nice touch." (I swear to God I don't know if that was meant to be a dounble entandra or not!)
I stupidly said, I guess revealing my hand "that was a lot of fun to do." She didn't respond. (so maybe it wasn't a double entandra after all)
With that we both go up...well, I kind of took my time getting up...and we left the room. I went home with my head realing. I have an entire month left of this class. Yippie! How am I going to follow that up?
