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*Dahlia* "Look at those". I point at a pair of designer shoes in a window. "Does anyone really wear anything like that ?" Bren looks at them, making a thoughtful face. "Well, someone probably does, and well what is not to love ? They are both expensive and ugly as hell". "You are right, you really get it all.. Well except style and comfort, but who needs those ?" I say grinning, the shoes might be expensive, but they are just so ugly. He slides his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. Then he leans in, kissing my temple, making me tremble slightly. "You don't.. You already have those naturally". "Well style maybe, even though I doubt it very much, but comfort, nope.. I honestly hate heels". I say grinning softly. "You don't really need heels, you are tall enough with