Mal's shoes were falling apart. She apologized for wearing them, and said it was all she had at the moment stopping by with such short notice. Little did she know.. it was a blessing in disguise to a foot guy like myself. She started to take them off as she apologized, but I stopped her. She asked if I wanted her to wash her feet at least... since they were so worn. I pretended it didn't matter much, and told her not to worry about it..but in my head, I was in heaven.

She hesitantly agreed..apparently convinced that I would hate them. Once I took off her flats, that all changed. ... Show more