A further three hours later, after her meeting, Mrs Schmitz returns. As she walks in she is unable to disguise the agony she is in, although still wearing her high heels in case anyone is still in work. She hobbles into her office, noticing that her PA is not at his desk - he has gone home she presumes. Once in the office, she sits down and eases her high heels off. I don t think I could walk another step in them today she says. She thinks about putting her low mules on but her feet are so sore she decides to stay bare foot. I think I need a coffee before getting on with the paperwork, she dec...

A further three hours later, after her meeting, Mrs Schmitz returns. As she walks in she is unable to disguise the agony she is in, although still wearing her high heels in case anyone is still in work. She hobbles into her office, noticing that her PA is not at his desk - he has gone home she presumes. Once in the office, she sits down and eases her high heels off. I don t think I could walk another step in them today she says. She thinks about putting her low mules on but her feet are so sore she decides to stay bare foot. I think I need a coffee before getting on with the paperwork, she decides and opens her office door, making her way to the kitchen. As she s on her way to the kitchen her PA, who hasn t gone home, sees her from where he's been doing some chores. She doesn t see him though. He notices she is barefoot and can see how red her feet are. So the long day on such high heels has taken a toll. Poor Mrs Schmitz. he thinks. As she goes to the kitchen he sees her office door open and her high heels discarded on the floor. He goes in and picks them up. No wonder her feet are red and sore. Her heels are so high and she has had to stand in them for so long today. he says. I can t let her wear them again today, he thinks and takes the shoes and puts them in a cupboard near his desk. He quickly goes back to the job he was doing in the other room as he hears her returning from the kitchen. Mrs Schmitz goes back into her office with her coffee, closes the door and sits down to start doing her paperwork. She doesn t realise that her high heels have gone missing. Her PA wonders what to do. He wants to tell her that he knows her feet must be her and ask if he can help but he doesn t have the confidence. After a few minutes he summons up the courage to knock on her door. Mrs Schmitz wonders who it can be. She looks around for her high heels but sees they have gone. Quickly she puts on her low mules. Come in, she calls out from behind the desk. Her PA enters. Good evening Mrs Schmitz he says. Good evening Karl, she replies. I thought you'd gone home. She adds. I decided to stay late and see if you needed any help. he replies. Actually you can help me with something. My high heels have gone missing. she responds in a stern voice. Oh, sorry, that was me. I thought perhaps you d changed into some others and when I saw them on the floor in your office I put them away in a safe place. He mutters, hiding his true intention. Well, as you can see, I haven t so please can you bring them to me at once. she answers. Yes, of course. He replies meekly. When he returns to her office she is standing in front of her desk. Put them down on the floor. she orders him. He does as instructed and then watches as she slips out of the low mules and squeezes her red and sore feet back into her stilettos. He can tell from her expression and the way she moves that she s in agony. Building up courage he decides to speak out. Mrs Schmitz, please let me help you. You've had such a tough day and I can see that your feet are you. You re right, these high heels are giving me hell! she admits. But what can you do? she asks. I am an excellent foot masseur and it would be a pleasure to ease your pain for you. he replies. Okay, she agrees, as he kneels down at her feet and removes her shoes, But no one else in the office must find out and please. You have my word, Monica and you certainly aren t old. He replies