With or without high heels?
When I step up, and there's a man's body under me, not decorative and not just a little, but my foot is on him, on his chest, on his stomach, sometimes deeper, if he remains still. The heel prints a dent into the skin, the nylon stretches over his ribs and he breathes shallower, because he realizes I'm not leaving. I love this particular contrast: up top, me with fishnets, heels, and weight, down below, him, warm, solid, and suddenly very alert. No big drama, no costume, just my foot, which stays, and him, who doesn't move away. You down there, my heel somewhere on you, fishnets on bare skin. Do you stay still or do you push yourself a bit closer so you can get more of my foot?
