Posted by Michelle on February 26, 1998 at 16:08:28:

It was now Janice Shelby's turn behind the wheel. Janice got in and adjusted the seat to where she felt comfortable. She was wearing a short yellow dress with matching 4" sandals with very alluring thin straps. Her toes were painted a dark red color. Martin instructed Janice to start the car. With a firm grip on the wheel, she turned the key. The engine turned over. Janice then eased her high heeled sandal foot onto the gas pedal and revved the engine. Janice was a bit nervous. This was only her third time actually driving a car. Her parents were divorced and she was living with her father. He had taken her out driving twice before this but she was really to afraid to drive with him. He was much to high strung, getting upset with everything she did. While feeling somewhat more confident, she did want to look stupid either. Janice sat there whining up the engine, getting a feel of the gas pedal beneath her sexy foot. Martin looked over at her. "Anytime you are ready to go" he said. "I'm sorry Mr. Jacobsen, I am just a bit nervous" she said. Janice then grabbed the gear lever and shifted into drive. The car took off like a shot. A car was just entering the parking lot causing Janice to slam on the brake pedal. "Oh god Mr. Jacobsen, I almost got us killed" she said almost crying. "Don't worry Janice, it just takes practice" Martin said, consoling her in the process. The quick stop caused the old Nova to stall. Now calmed down, Janice again turned the key. The engine cranked but would not turn over. Janice slammed her beautiful sandalled foot into the gas pedal and pumped it like crazy. After almost 30 seconds of wild pumping the car started. Martin was beginning to get those feelings again. Janice put the car in gear and took off. They headed down the street and stopped at several lights along the way. All was going pretty normal. Janice had a habit of pressing the pedals to hard, causing quick accelerations and jerky braking. Claire was making smart-ass comments about her driving, making Janice more than a little aggitated. "Shut up Claire. At least I am trying to drive with my heels on" Janice shouted. Martin said nothing. His eyes remained glued on Janice's feet. "I think I am getting a feel for this" said Janice. Martin then noticed a driveway ahead. He instructed her to turn in the driveway, then backup and head the direction they were coming from. Janice turn in and stopped. She shifted into reverse and backed up. Upon backing up, the car dropped in the backend. Neither Janice nor Martin were paying any attention to what they were doing. They had backed into a shallow ditch on the other side of the road. The rear wheels were half buried in mud. "Oh god Mr. Martin, I got us stuck. What do I do now!" Janice said frantically. "Uh, calm down now. We'll be all right." Martin said. He explained to Janice what to do. She put the car in drive, then eased in the gas pedal. The rear wheels started to spin, flinging mud all over the place. She then eased off the gas and shifted into reverse. She repeated this process as Martin instructed. Martin was going crazy! Watching Janice floor the gas pedal was almost to much to take. She had her heel about 2" off the floor when she gunned the pedal. Janice had her toes buried into the gas pedal, praying the car would come free. "Stick your foot in it Janice and get us out of here" yelled Claire. Janice continued her efforts. After about 2 minutes of intense action, she felt forward motion. "It's coming Mr. Jacobsen. I feel the car moving!" She said excitedly. Janice continued to have her sandalled foot flooring the pedal. Her calve muscles tightened on her silky tanned legs. Gripping the wheel tightly, flooring the gas with only her toes, the car finally broke free. The car lept forward quickly, causing Janice to slam on the brake pedal with both feet. "I did it Mr. Jacobsen. I did it!" Janice voiced delightedly. Janice then lifted her right foot into her lap and rubbed her sandalled toes. "Boy, my foot is sure sore" she commented. Martin was in a daze. What he would give to rub that foot also. He thought better though. If only these girls were several years older. That was one of the most intense moments he had ever experienced. How could it get better. Martin then had Janice drive down the street to where there was a car wash. The car looked pretty bad. Once at the car wash, everyone exited the car. The attendant hopped in and ran it throuh the wash. The girls walked over to a soda machine and got something to drink. Janice sat down and slipped her sandal off then rubbed her foot some more. Martin watched from a distance. He started to daydream. He was dreaming that he was the gas pedal a few minutes earlier, with Janice brutally beating him with her young foot. A tug on his shirt broke his concentration. It was Tina. She told him the car was ready to go. She then ran towards the clean old Nova. It was now her turn.

End of Part 2