This show was a black leather lace-up shoe and it was dusty from the dirt that blew around the streets of the city. Abbey could smell something disgus...ing as she moved painfully on hands and knees nearer to the feet of the man who was waiting eagerly for her to begin the task of cleaning his shoes. He had seen how Abbey licked and sucked at Joe’s toes, and he was anxious to see what she would do with his shoes. He wasn’t sure if he wanted her to lick his bare feet, especially after seeing how. She answered by trying to say hello as best as she could with her little knowledge of English."Hello?" Hi, is this Sascha?", he said."Yes." I saw your advertisement on the chinesehoes.com website and I would like to come and see you." Okie!", she answered beaming enthusiasm."Whereabouts are you? How much do you charge?" Near ghettotown Shantyville at 111 Fake Street and I charge $100 an hour." You can come any time you want.", she said. Unusual."Okay, see you soon!", he hung up the phone. Of. ..I knew it was wrong. Part of me wanted to put the magazine away, but the other part of me wanted to look. What were these women doing? I remember feeling a rush of adrenaline, and getting a tingly, warm feeling between my legs. I had no idea why I was feeling this way...but I wanted to keep looking. I glanced through the magazine quickly and placed it back where I found it. What a rush! Several days passed. I remember feeling like I kinda wanted to go tell my parents about the dirty. I switched on the tv, she said Ram let us talk switch off the tv please. I switched it off and came back and sat with her on the sofa. She kept on looking into my eyes and me too was drum stuck with her eyes staring at mine. I held her hands and said Anu I love you nu. Chat continued and she fed me the lunch she packed for her (college). She asked me how was it. I said it was much sweeter since she fed me with her hand.I licked the left overs in her fingers. She was just smiling. Those who are.