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Shoe Fetish

Guess which character is rocking these Jimmy Choo's?

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Hint: She's a diva!

Read an excerpt from 

"The Love Makers"....

     ....Just as Talula started to sneak away, Vivionne noticed her revealing outfit and on her feet: the brand new Jimmy Choo shoes that Vivionne bought on her shopping splurge with Penny.  “Where do you think you’re going dressed like that and in my Jimmy Choo’s?”

     “Aw darn.  So close,” Talula said.

     “Girl, you better go take my shoes off and return them to their pretty little box in my closet before I knock you out!”  Talula attempted to run out of the room, but Vivionne caught her by the arm.  “Wait.  Where did you say you were going?”

     “Darn again!  So close.”

     “Drop the flip attitude, missy!”

     Talula whined, “Oh, Aunt Viv!  I’m just goin’ out with a few friends.  There’s a concert at Chicago Theatre, then we’re goin’ to a party afterwards.”

     “What concert?”

     “Miley Cyrus.”

     “You’re kidding, right?” Vivionne asked while Talula looked at her with a straight face.

     After an awkward pause, Talula cracked up laughing and said, “You know I’m kidding, Auntie!  Miley Cyrus?  C’mon!  What do I look like, a scank groupie?  No, we’re going to see Icona Pop.” 

     “OK.  Stay out of the Smart Bar!  Where’s the after party?”

     “The party’s on campus at DePaul.”

     “Oh hell no!  The only way I’d let you go there is to register for classes.  Why don’t you try that?”

     “Aunt Viv…”  Talula said as she rolled her eyes in defiance to her aunt’s constant nagging about going to college, something she had no desire to do.

     “Nope!  You bring your little skinny ass straight back here after the concert,” Vivionne demanded.

     “But my friends are riding with me and they wanna go to the frat party.”

     “Well, of course they do.  College students go to frat parties.  But you’re not a college student, so you can come back home and hang out.  I’ll even let you play in the pool.  Have a pool party, right here.”

     “Really?”  Talula perked up and started jumping up and down like an excited puppy.

     “Stop jumping in my Jimmy Choo’s!”  Vivionne smacked Talula on her fanny and playfully wrestled her to the floor and removed the expensive strappy sandals from her feet.  Then, she sat on Talula and began to tickle her feet and belly.

     Talula screamed with laughter, “Ah!  No, aunt Vivi stop!  You’re gonna mess me up!  It took me hours to get ready!”

     “Ah, poor baby Lula!”  Vivionne released her and picked up the Jimmy Choo sandals.  “Go on, get out of here, but I’ll hold on to these.  Gonna put a lock on my closet too.”

     Talula ran upstairs, giggling.  “Bye, Auntie!  Be back in a few hours!  Get the pool ready!”

     Sprawled out on the floor, Vivionne said to herself as she anxiously ran her fingers through her hair, “She’s the reason I’m finding gray hairs.”

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