Ursula struggles out to the car, almost in tears from her suffering feet. She complains loudly and often on the way to the car. Once in the car, she prys off her shoes to great groans of relief, knowing that she will only have to put her shoes on one more time--for the short walk to her house. Ursula arrives at her house. She her feet back inside her shoes with great difficulty and hobbles noticeably to the front door. She is whimpering and moaning the entire way. Once inside the door, she literally kicks off her shoes. "Whew. Relief!" she cries and topples into a chair, moaning and groaning ...

Ursula struggles out to the car, almost in tears from her suffering feet. She complains loudly and often on the way to the car. Once in the car, she prys off her shoes to great groans of relief, knowing that she will only have to put her shoes on one more time--for the short walk to her house. Ursula arrives at her house. She her feet back inside her shoes with great difficulty and hobbles noticeably to the front door. She is whimpering and moaning the entire way. Once inside the door, she literally kicks off her shoes. "Whew. Relief!" she cries and topples into a chair, moaning and groaning and laughing at finally getting relief for the last time. "I made it! she howled. "Oh, my suffering feet! Oh, they hurt!" She vigorously massages them and moans and groans with each and every rub over a tender spot (which is everywhere!) Her day is finally, blissfully over!! - The telephone rings... Who is calling and what he tells her you will get to know in the part next time!