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It was if I scripted it myself.

This afternoon, coming back from the chiropractor (crack your bones, crack your bones!), I had a magical foot perv moment.

Groups of folks seated on both sides of the train next to me. 3 guys, 1 girl, the girl sitting across from me. She's wearing these half Converse sneaker/half sandals shoes, clearly sans socks. These are the kinds of shoes that drive a foot fetishist crazy - they always look to be ready to be slipped off, but usually never are. You sit and wait for the off-chance, anyway.

So, I sat this afternoon. Read my magazine, trusting my peripheral vision. The girl lifted her feet into the air, showing the boys her shoes. The boys were a little rambunctious, slightly making fun of them. And I just knew what would happen next. Almost as if I was watching in slow-motion, directing the course of actions for the next few moments.

I put my magazine down on my lap, and slowly panned my vision up, just in time to watch one of the boys grasp her foot, and tear the shoe right off of it. And there my bounty was revealed.

I love a good hunt.


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Nov. 28th, 2007 09:54 pm (UTC)
yay for the Eddie Izzard reference :)
and the find of course.
Nov. 28th, 2007 10:03 pm (UTC)
"Magical foot perv moment." That's quotable.
Nov. 28th, 2007 11:10 pm (UTC)
I tease DCS every time there's a good foot showing on a tv show- there's SO many of them! If it's really superfluous or good, I'll smack his arm to make him laugh. We joke that he donates money to a pooled fund which bribes directors on what foot shots to show.
Nov. 29th, 2007 05:05 am (UTC)
Did he have his fingers in your nose while pushing your back away with a broom handle?

You've seen the most recent cover of New York Magazine, right?

Edited at 2007-11-29 05:08 am (UTC)
Nov. 29th, 2007 05:44 am (UTC)
Cake or Death?
What a great cover on New York!
Nov. 29th, 2007 05:57 am (UTC)
"What exactly does this one do?"

"I have no idea....>"
Nov. 29th, 2007 12:57 pm (UTC)

Wherever he falls, there shall he be buried.

Edited at 2007-11-29 12:58 pm (UTC)
Nov. 29th, 2007 05:45 am (UTC)
made me pee my pants...
your story in the middle of my work day almost made me pee my pants!
Nov. 29th, 2007 01:04 pm (UTC)
Regarding: >>>ready to be slipped off, but usually never are. You sit and wait for the off-chance, anyway.

Wow, dude, you have a magical style of writing, did you know that? :) Cheers-
Nov. 29th, 2007 02:59 pm (UTC)
ummm I love to run my feat along nice cocks. and sshhh don't tell anyone but I love it even more if I have on high heels and can grind a little heel into the soft fleshy part of a thigh.
Nov. 29th, 2007 09:03 pm (UTC)
Speaking of feet...
Someone had a copy of this at last night's TES meeting...the current issue of New York Magazine:

Made me think of you ;-)
Nov. 30th, 2007 10:06 pm (UTC)
Funny thing. Maybe about a half an hour after I first read that entry, a girl came into the store where I work wearing the Converse sneaker/sandals. Freaky, indeed! Your magical powers of foot-fetish manipulation can apparently reach as far south as The Big Easy.

And no, I don't see those all the time in here, either.
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