When I got some different salad,s I lost her out of my view and was really desperate to find her again, if at all possible, as there were tons of people in the restaurant of that hotel. I was looking around wherever possible without making my folks wait for too long and making them ask me where I had been all the time. I couldn't find her, I decided to go back.
And bingo! I sat down,looked around if she was sittig anywhere near our table and yes I found her two tables down at the top of her family's table - the exact same position I was sitting at at our table. Fortunately the tables were in zick zack order so I could take a look at her whenever I wanted. And man, I really lost my great hunger for food almost immediately when I looked down under her chair. She had slipped out of both of her shoes with just her toes being merely inside of them. Next thing, she started playing with them letting her shoes do circles two or three times under the table. Maybe I should mention that the restaurant had wooden floor so doing that was pretty easy I imagined. I could't concentrate on eating anymore and had to look over all the time. Fortunately my family didn't recognize where I was looking.
Not to make it too obvious, I looked at our table and then to my left, my table again and so on. It was easier to count the times she had her feet inside her shoes that the other way round. Her older brother seemed to notice that something was going on under her chair, which must have been caused by the plops and clunks that certainly occured on the wooden floor as he looked below their table and saw her play but he didn't pay too much attention to that.
Well I did, and saw that she got more and more confident in what she was doing, as she let her circles go on faster or let her shoes slip below her chair or in front of her further so that I just waited for the moment where it became almost impossible for her to slip on her shoes again. This moment came very fast when she was circling her shoes again under her chair in a pretty fast motion and couldn't hold on to her right shoe any more, when the back of her shoe was pointing to her dad's chair on her right and slipped away in that direction. She didn't seem to care too much at first as she didn't even look where it went. She didn't even start to feel around for it with her now unshod right foot and instead just put it inside her left shoe together with her left foot.
After a few seconds she did start to feel around but didn't have any success. When about half a minute passed by she had searched everywhere she could get without causing any attention to her folks. She even reached far back under her chair that her foot almost appeared on the back end of her chair again. So she leaned to her right a little to be able to take a look under her chair to locate her shoe, which of course wasn't there any more. You should've seen the puzzled expression on her face when she looked up again. She looked down again because it had to be somewhere and finally saw it under her dad's chair. She had pretty long legs I must say (as she could reach the back end of her chair) but couldn't get it with her toes until the third attempt where someone at her table must have talked to her because she looked up and in that motion the shoe slipped hardly an inch further away under the pressure of her toes hardly touching the shoe. Which still was enough though for her shoe being lost!
She again tried really hard to reach it without making anyone notice something was wrong but had no chance getting it. You could see her starting to be embarrassed about that situation, especially when the waitress came by with some more coffee and of course started to ask for anyone to have some more between her dad's and her chair. The girl jerked away her leg from under her dad's chair and must have touched the waitresses foot or leg with her foot because she looked down straight so see what had touched her. She saw that this girl didn't wear her right shoe and looked in the girls embarrassed face. She only saw it when she was right to the girl's dad's chair and kicked it back in the girl's direction. She silently thanked the waitress. But instead of keeping her shoes on she went on with her stuff, just a little more carefully this time. She really only had her shoes on when she had to get up to go and get some more food and even then I recognized she slipped out of them every few steps. That made me wonder what she would do at the buffet.
So the next time she went there again I followed her and couldn't believe my eyes. There was a queue for getting plates and to her left she leaned against a table with me being right behind her. The tables of course all had long tablecloth so you couldn't see below the tables. Guess what... she of course started to play with her left shoe doing the circle thing by winkling her left leg behind her. Her shoe bumped against mine everytime she did that and I could see the perfectly formed sole of her foot and her toes perfectly because the trouseres she wore weren't too long. Her toes were painted with red nailpolish. She looked at me and apollogized for it and I said don't worry, nothing happened (but in my thoughts I silently said don't worry, go on with it please as long as you like!).
She unfortunately didn't but now started to press her toes against the back of her shoe so that the toe part went up in a 90° position behind her right leg and fell right so that the toe part of her left shoe came to a stand right behind the heel of her right shoe except for the shoe lying on its right side now so that I could see her footsoles again when she tried to put the shoe on again as the queue move on.
I really wondered how she would react if I helped her shoe to move somewhere unexpected the next time she would take it off. And that situation didn't last for too long. When she stopped again leaning on the table she ankled her left leg and popped her heel out of the shoe in mid air which caused the shoe to fall down immediately with a pretty loud clonk (wooden floor) with her flexing her toes as far as she possibly could trying to stop it from falling off immediately. She didn't look behind her (maybe to avoid looking at me again) and started to search for her shoe. The third time she did that I took a chance and slightly kicked her left shoe to the left before her foot was on the floor again searching for it. That slight kick lasted for her shoe to land below the table completely covered by the tablecloth.
I was sooo excited what she would do next, as the queue also started to move a few inches again. As usual her pretty black sheer stocking covered foot scanned the area behind her but this time didn't have any luck finding the shoe. She reached a little further behind her in my direction touching my shoe with her toenails and directly jerked her foot away towards her. I pretended not to have noticed it when she turned her head a little to her left to locate her shoe out of the corner of her left eye. Of course that was to no avail. Suddenly she nervously turned her entire head around and anxiously scanned the floor. She looked at me having a bright red head now but I still pretended to look right past her.
The crowd moved on again and now there was a clear gap between her and the person in front of her. She appeared to be totally helpless and embarrassed now and I really felt a little sorry for her. But still to the outside I behaved totally normal and asked her (trying get out a normal voice sounding sentence out of me because of all the excitement inside me) to please move on. She looked at me, still bright red, smiled and said I can't find my shoe Sir (Sir! I'm only 29 and so just 10 years older han her at the most).
Time for me to start some action and help her search for it. We both looked down but of course didn't see it. I started a little small talk with asking her how she lost it and all that and then suggested that maybe it dropped under the table. So I lifted the tablecloth and we saw it. It actually slipped further down under the table than I thought and she couldn't reach it with her foot so I played the prince charming role and got under the table for her to get it back. "Accidentally" my index finger still was inside the shoe when she slipped it on, giggled a little and I never felt such soft nylons on pretty warm feet yet. You can't believe how thankful she was! (And of course how thankful I was to her)
Unfortunately that event made her keep her shoes on except for some accidental slip offs when walking until she was back at her table. I was still mesmerized from what had happened within the last minutes that I couldn't eat and also didn't wanna look over to her table to see what she did next, fearing she might do the same and our looks might cross. So I drank a little from my coke to swallow down the frog in my throat.
Well when I dared looking over again the shoeplay was in full action again. But this time also whit some leg crossing in between, and of course her shoe dangling down her toes as far as possible. At this point we were one hour in the brunching thing and the whole thing lasted from noon to three o'clock. I was hoping her family would stay until the end which they did and I had that show for another two hours with shoeplay going on under her chair and also having some lost dangles hen crossing her legs but wherever a shoeloss occured it was always recoverable.
Until at the end when her dad paid the bill while she was having her right leg crossed over her left and dangling her right shoe under the table and also slipping comletely out of her left shoe under the chair being turned on a side and only her toes touching it. Everyone got ready to leave and while her brother got his jacket on he must have seen her left shoe being held by her toes under the table with the right shoe dangling of her foot towards his side. I had the impression that he wanted to embarrass her too so he just moved his leg behind hers under the table and of course her right shoe bumped against it and fell down where he kicked it further down under the table. The very second she realized that her shoe fell off she moved foward which caused her left leg to quickly move further under her chair and in that motion she slipped her left shoe away under her chair until it came out on the back of her chair now clearly visible to anyone who passed her.
To me it seemed she didn't realize that she had two problems now: her right shoe out of reach in front of her under the table and her left shoe out of reach behind her on the other side of the chair. Everyone at her table was ready to leave now so she embarassedly quickly moved forward in her chair to locate her right shoe under the table. Which she of course couldn't find without looking under it and then having to find out that it was out of reach. She really moved her right leg fast with her foot scanning around the floor now and started to get red again, as her dad already stood up. She had to look under the table now and that's when her dad realized that she had a problem. Still unable to get her shoe back on her foot she desperately tried to get under the table as far as possible without causing any further attention to other family members and somehow she eventually reached her shoe, maybe someone kicked it back in her direction when getting up (no other explanation). The same second she had her right shoe back on she started to scan under her chair for her left shoe, to no avail of course because this shoe really landed out of her reach. She didn't dare to look under her chair (which also wouldn't have helped) and decided to also get up and maybe find it when pushing her chair towards the table.
By now everyone else was waiting for her and they all saw her empty shoe lying well behind her chair. She seemed sooo.. embarassed and was sooo.. bright red in her face. Anyway she then of course found her shoe, her dad helped her in her jacket while she was trying to jerk her left foot in her shoe which caused the back of her shoe being flattened (looking like a mule now) and also had no chance undoing that without taking it in her hands so that this shoe became a slipper which was quite hard to keep on with nylons and they left towards our direction. Being like three or four feet away from me she stepped out of her now slipper-like shoe. She must have noticed me staring at her all the time because she embarassedly smiled in my direction again, turned around, got back to her lost shoe, kneeled down to move up the back of her shoe again, which of course caused her other foot to slip out of her right shoe with nothing further happening except for me being able to see the sole of her right foot this time and left after that running after her family. I still can't believe that all this happend to me on Easter Sunday and would have loved to find out her name, number and so on (if the location hadn't been that stiff and we could have talked a little more) because a person as pretty and as much into shoeplay as her you don't find everywhere.