//------------------------------// // Chapter 1 (the debt p1) // Story: The city part 2 // by keithsterling //------------------------------// After six hours and sixteen minutes, the flight with two stops, one in Bitsburgh and a second one in Salt lick City, to refuel before going on to the City of Los Ungulas, walking down the breezeway at Los Ungulas International Airport on her way to the baggage claim was gorgeous-looking light pink pegasi mare with violet mane and tail. Her physically fit 5ft 2in equine figure was attired in an ivory colored tea length sleeveless with flutter sleeves bowknot flapper dress. Her long, athletic pegasi legs were encased in sheer black stockings. On her nine and five-sixths inches, long, flawless, and unblemished light pink tapered shaped bare feet with classic white toenail polish were white ankle-strap dancing sandals with 2.6-inch heels. Plus, folded on her back were her standard-sized white-feathered bird wings. This Pegasi mare was Singer/dancer Pipp Petals. She is a well-known performer in the Manehattan theater scene, but beyond that, she is virtually unknown in the entertainment industry. She is hoping this movie part will make her name a household name in this very competitive Applewood entertainment industry. 'I was astonished went I received that letter for a part in film from the Durable Yearling motion picture studio here in Applewood, Califoalnia.’ Pipp petals thought as the heels on her shoes click-clacked over three by twelve-inch white artisan frost ceramic tiles of the breezeway, unaware of the local hoodlum sneaking up behind her. (Everything goes black as the local hoodlums knock her unconscious) Slowly Pipp Petals' kiwi green eyes are revealed from under her eyelids before her eyes widen in alarm, darting maniacally about, picking objects out of the immediate area, which looks like large boxes of some kind of warehouse. She unleashes an earsplitting shriek, discovering she is bonded to a wooden chair with a strong rope. "Hey! What are you doing!? Leave my feet alone!" Pipp exclaims as she watches a smelly hoodlums pull her shoes off her nylon-clad feet, leaving her in stocking-clad bare feet. “You better take good care of those custom-made dancing shoes…They were made especially for me!” Pipp warns as the smelly hoodlum ties her ankles to the legs of the chair. "You have more to worry about than your custom-made shoes, sweetheart." The smelly hoodlum said dire as Pipp yelped. Went the hoodlum traced his finger inside the delicate arch of her stocking-clad foot tied to the leg of the chair. The warning sent a chill running up Pipp's spine as her heart pounded. Soon the sound of clicking heels echoes in the warehouse. From behind some boxes steps, an ordinary-looking red-colored unicorn stallion with a blond mane and tail. His fair-shaped 5ft 6in equine figure was in a charcoal-colored double-breasted gangster stripe suit. On his socked feet were two-tone oxford black and white spectator dress shoes. Plus, on top of his head, between his ear and behind his horn, was a slate gray Wilton fedora. This Unicorn stallion was Marcello Coerce Money, a loan shark and tax collector. "Well, greeting Miss Petals? You know you are late with payment this month?" The well-dressed stallion said ominous, running the side of his hand against the lower half of her snout as she snapped at him missing. "Now-now-now Miss Petals…I don't want to ruin those gorgeous looks of yours." The good dress stallion said sinisterly as he noticed her exposed nylon-clad shapely toe stems that were topped with five symmetrical shaped toes on the ground; a snarl of agony spread over Pipp's face went he put his full weight on them, causing sharp pain on them. "Ouch! What do you mean I am late with payment this month, Mr. Money? I told you I would have the money next week after this audition." Pipp said brazenly as nauseating spurts of adrenaline course through her's veins, knowing that the part was not guaranteed to her. “You told me that last month, Miss Petals…Then you ran to Los Ungulas.” Marcello said bitterly as he gestured two of the smelly hoodlum to bring over the second chair. “I didn’t run from Manehattan…I can’t very well audition for a part in a movie at Durable Yearling motion picture studio without coming to Applewood!” Pipp said indignantly. As her stomach fluttered, she saw a chair with a solid flat piece of metal secured to the back of it placed in front of her by a hoodlum. Pipp's facial muscles twitched nervously as Marcello untied one of her ankles from the leg of a chair and pulled it straight before ripping opening her sheer black stocking, revealing her magnificent nine and five-sixths inches, long, flawless, and unblemished light pink tapered shaped barefoot with classic white toenail polish. The arch on that foot had a delicate curve that led into a smooth round ball of her foot, and why the other end of her turn led into a supple, rounded heel. It continues to shapely toe stems topped with five symmetrical shaped toes; each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with classic white nail polish, enhancing her flawless and unblemished light pink tapered barefoot. The skin on the bottom of her foot was creamy and soft to the touch. "I never took you for a foot stallion, Mr. Money? You like what you see…my magnificent nine and five-sixths inches, long flawless, and unblemished light pink tapered shaped barefoot with classic white toenail polish." Pipp said sarcastically with a hint of attraction as she wiggled her shapely toe stems. "Hardly, Miss Petals!" Marcello said sharply. "All right, boys…hold Miss Petals' leg still and press the sole against that metal!" Marcello said frigidly as Pipp fought to get her naked foot out of the grip of the smelly hoodlum’s hands and place it back on the ground. “Release my leg at once; you smelly hoodlums!" Pipp said spitefully as the overwhelming strength of earth pony stallions was more than she could resist, and he could place her leg on the chair in front of her. A cold chill ran up Pipp's extended leg as the warm sole of her naked foot was pressed against the solid metal plate on the back of the chair. "This you're first warning, Miss Petals….stop playing with me!" Marcello said testily as Pipp's voice exploded out of her in agony. Marcello slammed a small bat against the toes of her naked foot, breaking them. "If you keep playing with me, Miss Petals! Your ankle and then your life. Both will end your career!" Marcello said, threatening as Pipp's kiwi green eyes brimmed with tears, her toes being broken as a warning, and she nodded. "Ok, boys…dump Miss Petals at the nearby hospital so they can treat her warning. She can't pay me back if she can't perform." Marcello said as he disappeared behind some boxes and his men untied a very compliable Miss Pipp Petals. At the nearby hospital, Miss Pipp Petals explains to the staff that she dropped a big steamer trunk on top of her toes, breaking them, and needed treatment. Several doctors and nurses are dubious of Miss Pipp Petals' explanation as she limped into the hospital's emergency room in her nylon-clad bare feet. Plus, the stocking on the foot with the broking toes looks torn open, which can't happen if you drop a heavy steamer trunk on them. But never the less, they treated her broken toes for her and admitted her. In downtown Los Ungulas at the C and J Detective agency once again, Miss Cadence Aperture is away with her late mother's business deals leaving Mr. Justice Silverlight to run the agency independently. But like before, he brought another mare to assist him on cases. Sitting on a mocha colored with cherry wood finish flare eco faux leather sofa in the office with her legs crossed, one knee tossed casually over the other, was a stunning gorgeous light gray unicorn mare with pastel magenta whitewashed streaked mane and tail. Her 5ft 10in curvy equine figure was attired in a burgundy colored elegant midi length A-line short-sleeved chiffon dress. Her sexy muscular legs were encased in black reinforced heel and toe stockings held by a garter belt. On her eleven-inch long, elegantly looking light gray mare's bare feet with natural beauty were black T-strap sandals with one and three-fourths-inch heels. This unicorn mare was International unicorn Supermodel/Actress Fleur De Lis Glitter and a friend of Justice Silverlight. As well as his assistance till Miss Cadence Aperture returns to the C and J Detective agency. Fleur smiles roguishly toward Justice, knowing he wants to strip her of her black reinforced heel and toe stockings so he can play with her smooth, well-kept, eleven-inch long, elegant-looking light gray mare's bare feet with natural beauty and glacial white nail polish. "I know you want to undo the hooks on my nylons to get at my feet, Mr. Silverlight," Fleur said, knowing as a pale light grayish magenta colored magical aura formed around Fleur's spiral horn, indicating the use of unicorn telekinesis. "It's not every day that an International unicorn Supermodel/Actress Fleur De Lis Glitter…is in my office with her smooth well kept eleven-inch long elegant looking light gray mare's bare feet with natural beauty,” Justice said, confirming what Fleur thought as he couldn't hear the sound of the nickel-plated metal alligator clips breaking loose on the welts of her black reinforced heel and toe stockings. A sensing tide of joy washes over Fleur De Lis Glitter as the last of the nickel-plated metal alligator clips break loose on the welts of her black reinforced heel and toe stockings. Due to how the stockings were custom-made for her by a Pearis fabric artisan, the nylons stay put on her thighs even those suspension clips have been removed. Fleur slowly gets to her feet with a voluptuous sway from her hips and the click-clack of her heels on the Marley European wire-brushed engineered hardwood floor echo in the office as she approaches my desk. "Like you say, Mr. Silverlight…It is not every day you have an International unicorn Supermodel/Actress like Fleur De Lis Glitter in your office. Who enjoys stallions taking her shoes and stocking off her immaculate bare mare's feet, and having their way with them?" Fleur said sultry, resting her perfectly round heels on my lap, beckoning me to unbuckle those T-straps from her shoes. Fleur's pale, light grayish violet eyes glinted with pleasure hearing the soft jingle of the small silver metal buckles breaking loose from her ankles and the gentle swoosh of her sandals brushing against her nylon stocking. I rest her perfectly round heels in the palm of my hands and bring them up to my nostrils before burying them in her smooth and beautiful normal accentuate arches. Inhaling deeply the sweet fruity notes of her moisturizer, she rubs it on her feet to keep the skin on her feet supple. As I was about to grope around under her dress for the welts of her nylon stockings to slide them down her silky smooth sexy muscular legs to reveal those soft well kept eleven-inch long elegant looking light gray mare's bare feet with natural beauty and glacial white nail polish, she nudges me with her stocking clad foot snapping me out of my little fantasy. "Someone is coming, Justice!" Fleur exclaimed as she hopped off my desk, floating her removed sandals from on top of the sofa, where I tossed them into the nearby drawer to hide them. "I'll remain in my nylon-clad bare feet (kiss me on my cheek). Besides why the client is telling us about their case…I'll use my unicorn telekinesis to remove my nylons so my feet are ready to discuss the case went the client leaves the office." Fleur said as she kissed me again as the agency door opened. Through the mahogany wood door steps, a perfect good-looking sandy brown colored pegasi mare with a honey blond mane and tail. Her perfect physically fit 5ft 10in equine figure was attired in a grey Great Gatsby knee-length flapper dress with elbow-length sleeves. She wore no stockings on her long athletic pegasi legs. On her ten-inch long perfect luxurious, peasant-shaped bare feet with rich red nail polish were black T-strap Mary Jane pumps with 2.75-inch heels. Plus, folded on her back were her standard-sized sandy brown-feathered bird wings. For all accounts, this mare is a mysterious pegasi mare looking to hire a private eye and his assistant. But oddly, Justice and Fleur are a bit suspicious about this pegasi mare as she is a much too perfect specimen of pegasi right down to her long, luxurious, peasant-shaped bare feet contained in her pumps. The only perfect feet are a magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished white ten-inch long slender and grand tapered shaped bare feet that belong to a pegasi mare he knows named Reporter Anita Stormchaser. "Greeting, mare; how may I help you?" Justice asked politely as Fleur secretly used her unicorn telekinesis to slide the nylons off her legs so her sensitive bare feet could be fondle during the later discussion. "Greetings…I want to hire both of you for a missing pony case." The Mysterious pegasi mare said calmly as Fleur finished removing her nylons, leaving her standing in her sensitive bare feet hidden behind Justice's desk. “Greeting mare, I am Justice Silverlight, and this (Fleur taps Justice's ankle with her barefoot) is my partner Cadence Aperture," Justice said as Fleur took on the role of Cadence Aperture as she smiled and nodded her head. The mysterious pegasi mare raised one eyebrow in questioning slant as she did a slow, appraising glance of Miss Fleur De lis Glitter standing next to Mr. Justice Silverlight behind his desk. "How may we help you, Miss?" Fleur asked graciously, feeling very comfortable standing in her sensitive bare feet, knowing that her smooth, well-kept, eleven-inch long, elegant-looking light gray mare's bare feet with natural beauty would soon be fondled. “I was sent by my boss to hire this Detective agency to find a stallion named Marcello C Money…My boss represents the late estate of Mr. Bernardo Money, his late father. Mr. Marcello C Money is the sole heir of his father's vast Fortune…since the end of the war, his son disappeared. So my boss wants your agency to find his missing son…My boss will pay your expenses and give you a sizable reward." As she weighs their reaction with a critical squint, the Mysterious Pegasi mare explains. "This…" Justice said as he was cut short by the mysterious pegasi mare raising her hand to stop him. “I will be your contact for this case…and my boss would like to remain anonymous. Do we have a deal?” The Mysterious Pegasi mare asked, placing a small bag of bits on Justice's desk as Justice and Fleur agreed to take the case for the mysterious Pegasi mare. As the Mysterious pegasi mare walks out of the office building, she continues down the street, walking toward a corner; once there, she turns down another road. Suddenly the mysterious pegasi mare click-clack of heels on the cement sidewalk is replaced with a weightier pip-pops of reasonably large, long, full, thick, and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious peasant-shaped bare feet with sexy deep sets and high arches. These shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes are the perfect length for her unassuming size feet as the heels burst open on her feet. As the camera pans up, walking down the street in her bare feet, a breathtakingly gorgeous white with a hint of pink Alicorn mare with a golden blonde mane and tail. Her perfect 6ft 5in equine figure was attired in the same grey Great Gatsby knee-length flapper dress with elbow-length sleeves that the mysterious pegasi mare was wearing but fit to her larger frame. The black T-strap Mary Jane pumps with 2.75-inch heels busted open as her feet are much larger than the ten-inch long feet of the mysterious pegasi mare. Folded on her back were her large white with a hint of pink feathery bird wings, and her long white spiral horn was in the middle of her forehead. This Alicorn mare was Mob boss mare Celestia Borealis, the head of the Day Breakers syndicate known in the underworld as the mysterious Day Breaker. The most feared boss mare in the underworld. As Celestia pip-pops in her large bare feet up to a 1920 Rolls Royce phantom limousine waiting down the street, she climbs into the back seat. Waiting in the backseat is her top lieutenant and skilled hit mare Luna Borealis her younger sister, and co-mob boss, mare in the Day breaker syndicate. "It all set, Luna…Justice took the case from Mysterious Pegasi mare…he will…." Celestia said as her voice trailed off, which Luna immediately picked up. “You still have feeling for Dilettante Justice Silverlight…dear sister. Do you know how much danger you would put him in if the other mob bosses found out about him? And this case would fall apart after about ten years of investigation." Luna said bluntly as a tear ran down Celestia’s cheek. "I know, sister…if this undercover case didn't come up at EBI! I would have approached his mother, Tycoon Silverlight, for her son's hand in marriage and left the EBI for the life of married mare…a quiet life without criminals trying to kill me." Celestia's voice edged with tension but heartbroken as she stared at her large bare feet on the ground.