Posted by Michelle on March 08, 1998 at 08:59:27:

It was a warm day in late spring. Mindy was a Junior in high school while Angela was a Sophmore. Both were the best of friends. It was early afternoon on a Friday. Both decided to cut their afternoon classes and spend some time at the beach. The beach was very quiet due to everyone being in school or at work.
The girls had been at the beach for several hours when Mindy determined it was time to go. Both girls had drank a few beers that they swiped from Angela's parents house as they headed for the beach. Both had a mild buzz which was not helped by their lying in the sun for several hours. The bikini clad girls gathered up their towels, lotions, and ice chest and headed for Mindy's car which she had drove onto the beach. Vehicle's on the beach were not permitted but she was so known in the area that she usually got away with just about anything. Mindy's car was a yellow 1969 Chevrolet Camaro convertible with black interior. It was a beautiful car. Her father gave it to her just a few weeks earlier. It had been his car for a long time but gave it up when he completed his new car, a 1957 Chevy Bel-Air.
Angela jumped in to the passenger seat while Mindy was throwing all the stuff into the trunk. Once finished, Mindy then got in the car. She then slipped the key into the ignition then paused for a moment. Mindy then guided her feet into a well worn pair of Dr. Scholl's exercise sandals she always kept in the car. These were her "driving" shoes. Once her sandals were on her cute size seven feet, she started the car. Mindy guided her sandalled foot onto the gas pedal and revved the engine. The gas pedal was in the shape of a large "bare foot" and was metal in construction. Once the car was warmed up, Mindy placed her left sandalled foot on the brake, then shifted into drive. Mindy then eased in the gas pedal slowly. The car started to move. She then remembered an exciting experience she had with her boyfriend last summer. Not sing very good judgement, Mindy eased in the gas a little more then jerked the steering to the left. The back end slid to the right. To keep the back end sliding around, Mindy continued to give the car gas while keeping her left foot hovering over the brake pedal should anything happen. Mindy was careful enough not to give the car to much gas so she feathered the pedal, giving it just enough gas to keep the car spinning around. She did not want to get the car stuck. The car bounced and slid around viciously, all at the mercy of Mindy's tanned sandalled foot. Angela was really enjoying the ride. She had never experienced anything like it before. "Having fun Angela! Doug and I did this last summer but he drove that time. I wanted to try it myself" Mindy said in an exhilerated tone. "Oh, god! Am I every having fun. I have not been this excited in a long time" Angela replied in an equally excited voice. She then posed Mindy with a request. "Gee Mindy, to you think I can give it a try" Angela asked. "Well, I don't know" Mindy replied hesitantly. "Come on, let me try. I will be careful" Angela promised. "Okay, but make sure you take it easy. This beast has a lot of power" Mindy responded. Mindy then brought the car to a stop and shifted into park. She then slipped back out of the Dr. Scholl's and grabbed them with her hand as she exited the car. Angela darted out of the car and practically mowed Mindy down getting into the driver's seat. Now seated, Angela immediately removed her right flip-flop and placed her size 5 barefoot and the cars very large bare foot. Angela glanced down at her toes touching the gas pedals "toes". Angela then gave the car some gas. The seat was slightly to far back as she was only 5' even while Mindy was about 4" taller. This caused her to stretch her leg out quite far and work the pedals with her toes mainly. Mindy with her sandals was able to work with her whole foot. A few pumps of the pedal caused a tingling sensation in her foot and leg. She never felt power like this before. It was much different from her little Ford Fiesta which she drove barefoot most of the time. In fact, just a slight press of the toes seemed more powerful than when she had her car floored. "You were not kidding Mindy. This beast does have power!" Angela said. "Just tread lightly Mindy, get a feel for the power" Mindy instructed. Angela then shifted into drive and hit the gas. A rooster tail of sand shot out from the back of the car. Angela then slid the back end of the car to the left and continued her careful massaging of the pedal as Mindy told her to do. The car barreled around in circles, doing doughnuts in the white Florida sand. Mindy, while holding on tight, was quite impressed with Angela's handling of her pride and joy. Angela to was impressed with herself. She continued to fishtail the rear end of the car around, working the gas pedal with her magical toes. The feeling she was having was indescribable. She started to get brave, maybe overly brave. Angela slammed on the brake, bringing the car to a sliding stop. She then shifted into neutral. She then slipped her left flip-flop off and moved her now barefooted left foot onto the brake pedal. She then slammed her right toes into the large gas pedal and buried it to the floor while shifting into drive. The rear wheels started to spin like crazy. The car was hardly moving. In fact, the rear wheels started to sink into the soft sand. "Get your foot off the gas Angela! You are going to get us stuck!" Angela yelled. Angela was like in a power trip. She continues to bury the gas pedal. "Angela! Stop this shit now!" Mindy demanded. Angela then snapped. She quickly eased her barefoof off the gas pedal. It was too late though. They were stuck to say the least. "I'm sorry Mindy, I guess I got a little carried away" Angela said, breathing heavy. "A little carried away? Look at what you have done!" Mindy jumped out of the car to look at Angela's handywork(footwork?). Angela then got out to look also. Mindy thought they might get the car out if they dig around the tires. They then spent about 15 minutes moving sand away from the buried tires. Once finished, Angela then got back in behind the wheel. "Oh no you don't. Grab your shoes and get out" Mindy said angirly. Angela grabbed her flip-flops and got out. Mindy then got in behind the wheel. She reached over the center hump and grabed her sandals and slipped them back on. Mindy cranked up the car and shifted into low gear. She then stroked the pedal methodicly, trying to get the tires to grap. She then slammed her left foot on the brake and slammed the gear lever into reverse and tried that. She alternated her feet on the brake and gas pedals, shifting from low gear then reverse, trying to get a rocking motion started. Mindy had the car door open in order to look back and see her progress. This would give any passer by a fantastic look of of her feet frantically working the clutch and brake pedals. She then stopped, slipped her sandals back off and got out. She was very upset now. She had Angela dig out a ditch several feet in front of each back tire. The ditch had to slope upwards. This, Mindy hoped, would create a ramp for the rear tires to ride up on. Angela, in her almost nothing bikini, got the ditches dug. She was really regretting the power trip she had. Mindy jumped back in the car. This time, she left her sandals off. She shifted into low gear and proceeded to do her master feathering of the gas pedal. She had a real feel of this car and what it could do. "Come on baby, don't let me down" yelled Mindy as she continued her careful massaging of the gas pedal with her soft barefoot. The car started to move forward. "Oh yes, here we come" Mindy said, feeling the car moving. The car was almost out of it's predicament. With a little bit more coaxing, Mindy finally freed the car. "Good car, you did just what I wanted you to do" Mindy said with a much quieter tone of voice than she had a minute ago. Mindy felt like taking off and leaving Angela. She then looked back and noticed her just sitting in the sand. It was not really her fault, Mindy told herself. She remembered being overwhelmed by the enormous power of the Camaro's V8 engine when she first drove it. She motioned Angela to get in the car. Angela composed herself and got in. Mindy then slipped on the old Dr. Scholl's again and drove home. It was quite a day.

The End