Crush Experience Saturday, 21-Mar-98 18:00:20

Message: 209.75.196.2 writes:

I remember a crush experience from the early eighties. I was in the 9th grade and we had a substitute teacher that was out of this world. Ms. Clark came to class wearing clear high heel shoes . I remember all the boys in the class admired her long blonde hair, beautiful face and sexy tanned legs. It was hard to concentrate on the class sessions because you were entranced by her every move. Anyway, Ms. Clark was substituting in our biology class that day. In our biology class we had been studying spiders and other insects. There were numerous jars containing spiders and bettles on the back table in the classroom. Most of the girls in the class hated the spiders and the guys would take them out of the jars to scare them. Well one day, Jimmy forgot to put a brown spider back into the jar that day. What happened next shock all of us. I remember it clearly because I was sitting on the front row. While Ms. Brown was lecturing the brown spider crawled out from around her desk. I and a couple of the guys noticed the spider but we thought it would be neat if the girls screamed if they saw him. As Ms. Brown walked around the corner, with the clear straps around her high heel shoes, she accidently stepped on the back legs of the spider. At that point all of the girls screamed. The guys thought Ms. Brown would freak. Ms. Brown said "Where did he come from" Jimmie yelled out that it was one of the pet spiders that he left out by mistake. I could see that the spider was crippled and partially crushed as he struggled to crawl away. The spider struggled right besides the toes that were encased in the clear high heels of Ms. Brown. Ms. Brown scolded Jimmy for being so careless and turned her attention to the spider. Ms. Brown thought it was terrible that the spider had to suffer. She said " poor little one I can't let you suffer like this" Ms. Brown slowly lifted her toes over the spider. Her toes were perfect and round. The anticipation was unbelieveable. She slowly stepped down on the spider and lifted her foot off of him. I could see the spider was partially crushed but not dead. Ms. Brown looked down at him said "well he must be a male spider" and proceeded to stomp him repeatedly. She then twisted and grinded him into the hard cold floor. It was clear that there was no way he could survive the weight and pressure of Ms. Brown's powerful feet. Afterwards, she sat in her chair and took off her shoe. I could see the squashed spider stuck to the bottoms of her soles. I could also see the bottoms of her tender but deadly barefoot. She proceed to take a tissue and wipe of the sole of her shoes. Ms. Brown strapped her high heels back on and proceeded to teach class as if nothing happened. Ms. Brown said we should be more responsible and walked back to the chalkboard.