Years ago, I had a client who came every Friday night for a session. I had just purchased a new fetish outfit, including a pair of six inch heels. I was excited to surprise him. One of the doms at the studio had my client on his knees, waiting in the lower level dungeon. She had warmed him up and got him in a great headspace. She had even taken the time to light candles and make everything as dramatic as possible for my entrance. As I walked down the stairs, in my new heels, I tripped and ended up rolling all the way down. It was like a scene from the Carol Burnett show. I landed, spread eagle, right at his feet. What do you say to that? "Tada?" All of these years later, my former client and I are still good friends. We will always laugh about that.