shoe game

I was at a party in a large room. Everyone there seemed to be someone from my past, friends and acquaintances, primarily harking from my teenage years. There was some sort of game beginning. Each person had to remove one shoe and place it on the ground. Someone else would pick up the shoe, unaware of its owner, and find the person to whom the shoe belonged. My friend C removed her shoe and I noticed that it had mud on it. I wanted my shoe to be clean, so I raced to the bathroom and removed my shoe (ivory high heels quite unlike anything I own in waking life) and washed the heel and sole underneath the tap in the hand basin. I went back into the crowded room where the game was underway. I realised that I was too late to play.