As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, Eva found herself at a cozy little restaurant with her date, Alex. She had chosen to wear open-toed shoes, a stylish but risky choice given the dusty streets of the small town. Throughout their dinner, her feet rested in those open shoes, enduring the heat and collecting the grime from the floor. Tiny beads of sweat formed, glistening on her skin, and mixed with the fine dust that had settled on her soles as bits of dirt clung to the undersides of her feet. Returning home, Eva, still in her shoes, turned to Alex with a coy smile. She didn't need ... Show more