i dated and dated and dated and could never seem to find any respect for the men i was with. They were "weak" for lack of a better term. They could never keep me tame. I didn't like the constant "i'm sorry" and the way they would just bow to me. One day while i was working a customer came in and had a seat. He was waiting on one of my employees who was taking their sweet time getting things done. I got tired of watching her fumble over everything and just moved her aside to get it done proper. He was watching me the whole time and it actually unsettled me. When i was finished helping him he asked me out for dinner, and i accepted, he was very handsome. Right before he left the building he turned to me and told me that when he came to pick me up I was to wear the same high heels that i had on at work, i was about to say that they were too uncomfortable but i was cut short by the way he looked at me when i went to speak. I was so shocked and very turned on at that moment that he stopped me just like that. I was waiting for him on my front step in my heels 10 mins before he was suppose to be there