Katherine Heigl Feet Novels & Stories

Katherine stated. “We, Katherine,” Aiden suggested. “We can take them here.” That made Katherine's heart smile. She knew Aiden was a man of his word, but she wondered if he was feeling pity for her. “Come here,” Aiden reached for Kat's hand and they both stood. “Take your shoes off,” Aiden commanded. Katherine didn’t want to, but she was curious so she kicked off her stilettos. “Ah,” she gasped when her bare-feet touched the cool grass.

She had to get away from her parents. Katherine walked up to the old Moncrieffe place and unlocked the door, stepping inside. She removed her coat and hung it on the coat rack near the entryway and quickly bounded up the stairs to her attic room. Opening the door, she made her way around the boxes as best she could, almost tripping a few times. When Katherine reached her bed, she unceremoniously plopped down on it, not even bothering to remove her black sneakers. She hadn't even finished out a whole day at Northview High and already she was exhausted. Meeting Tyler King alone had taken a lot out of her, not to mention the lunchroom incident, her visit with Principal Kings-Giselle - and the o

Rhonda said. "I earn his gaze especially when my feet are freshly pedicured. My open-toed, high-heeled shoes do the most damage. I never fail to notice his stare on these beauties," Gina said. Gina lifted her legs in the air, and pointed her toes. Her shirt rode up to her hips, showing off her muscled thighs, full calves and the underside of her firm buttocks. "Yup, I think he likes my pretty feet," she decided. If nothing else, that would do to console her.

Besides, she did not have the habit of telling him about everything she was doing anyway. Kevin scoffed. He cared about Hayden too much. He got worried about Hayden leaving him just because Hugh said a couple of words and felt like he had never truly entered her heart. “Where are you, Hay? I came to your office and met Hugh. He said you never came back all evening.” Hayden was still practicing walking in high heels. She thought it would be easy. Well, it was indeed not that difficult. She was just not used to it at all. After taking a few steps in them, she would take them off and tell Sophia that she would rather go barefoot than wear high heels. It was uncomfortable. Even dress shoes were

he said before giving a quick peck on her lips and leading her out of the dressing room. As the photo session began, she wore high heels so that she could balance with his height. Unfortunate for her, even the heels on, she only reached up to his shoulders. She regretted her decision of not taking them off before the dance began, because it hurt like hell to move gracefully in high heels. “My ankles hurt” Kate complained with a cute pouting face when she was dancing with him. “Then why don’t you take them off?” he asked while raising an eyebrow.

Katherine cursed as she stumbled for the umpteenth time. She knew it had been a bad idea to wear heels this high, but her eyes had won against her head when she had been getting ready for work earlier in the morning. Now, she was bearing the brunt for her irrational decisions. She had many other comfortable shoes to wear on her formal outfits, but those shiny fuschia stilettoes were very appealing to her eyes. It had played tricks with her mind,and she'd decided to wear them despite fully knowing that she could not walk about comfortably with shoes that high. Then came what she had most dreaded, but she knew was inevitable. She had to go down some stairs.

He turned back, immediately his eyes fell on her feet. “Why are you barefoot?” he asked. On reflex, he picked her up from the floor, holding her like a kid. “I won’t die from walking without shoes Dony,” she squirmed. “Sorry, force of habit,” he said, putting her down, “But you really need to do something about your feet,” he said with concern. “Not that. I’m talking about a pedicure,” he laughed. Catherine clung to her fist and sized him up. She turned back, walking in the of her apartment. She heard his footsteps follow directly behind her. She smirked.

There was something almost handsome there in that reflection I'd forgotten to look for before. And then she was there. Not in the room. In the mirror . Standing just behind my reflection, her head tilted, a soft, familiar smile on her lips. I could only see Katherine from the waist up but I knew that simply below her slim waist were long legs and beautiful feet trapped inside a pair of heels. Katherine always made me think of Tinker Bell. She was tiny with blond hair that looked white gold and curved like sleepy cat eyes, features straight out of some fairytale .

Over the past four years, I still caught pieces of news about her through other people's conversations and screens in public places even when I did not have a television or a phone. She was doing great after she left me. In just four years, she had already become the CEO of a publicly traded company, openly displaying her love for Marvin as their wedding date drew closer. I had thought that I would only be able to see Anna on television or in magazines for the rest of my life… Until I met her again a few days ago. Seeing her after four years felt like a dream come true. The instant I saw her, all the longing I had suppressed for so long came rushing out.

I heard Storm inside of hers getting dressed. “Are you about ready babe? Greg and his wife will be here any minute!” I hollered at her as I buttoned up my light blue dress shirt shoving it into my dark blue dress pants. I made quick succession of my socks and shoes and stepped out about to holler again when my breath caught. I saw her perfect petite feet in silver heels. Her legs were long and soft looking. Her dress a deep silky blue clung to every curve of her body. A slit ran up her leg all the way to her upper thigh. My mouth began to water. My eyes made it to her face and I swear I was staring at her jaw dropped.