She lifted her left shoe to my face and whispered in my ear in a seductive slutty voice, “Go on smell them, you know you want to smell my sweaty sho...s.” I inhaled one deep breath; the smell of her shoes was intoxicating, I thought I was in heaven. The mixture of her strawberry lotion and her sweat from her feet was amazing.As I let out a moan she laughed and said, “You really are into feet, aren’t you?” I just nodded and tried to take another sniff, but she said in a demanding voice “put them. Me: I thought you were just beautiful, but today I felt you’re sexy too.Sindhu: idiot, get lost.Me: I love youAnd gave her a kiss from the phone.Sindhu: I hate you. Kiss me in real then I will agree for all you said.Me: hmmmI promised her that I will be kissing her tomorrow when we meet.That night I slept thinking where and how to kiss my beauty.Next day when we met, she said hi and we left to college without talking, later in the evening while we were walking from my college to bus. “Guide me with your loving wisdom.” Breast milk leaked out, coating my fingers. A tingle rushed through my orgasming body. I felt a pull to the right as I bucked and squirmed between Xandra and Minx, groaning and gasping my pleasure as I swayed.“Right!” I moaned. “We should go right. That will get us to the minotaur.”“Wonderful,” Xandra smiled, her lips stained with my juices. She stood up, beaming at me.I had to kiss her. So I did. I savored my tart juices on her lips, my body trembling, eager. Is it better to have had this and lost it; a question asked far too many times.We talk and I cannot help but smile, I cannot help but try to comfort her as she tears up from the events that had lead her to keep me a secret. She continues on about the emotional, physical and mental abuse and I hurt, my stomach knows I cannot help but it continues to tell me that she and I share this feeling. She turns her head like every movie with any girl you ever saw. Lucky I know, so we began to kiss. This.