He’d had this fetish since before he could remember. When he was a baby he used to crawl around the yoga studio his mother owned sucking on the toes...of all the female yogis. When he was in high school, his ex-best friend told the whole school, but it backfired and all the pubescent girls with raging hormones started asking him to give them foot massages. It often lead elsewhere. He could look at a woman and guess what her feet look like. He could look at feet and guess what the woman looked. ”“Who sleeps in your bed with you? And when? In a traditional marriage, you share your bed with your wife and nobody else.”“Isn’t that something we’d all have to sit down and agree on? And wouldn’t it change depending on the circumstances and needs? I’m not foolish enough to assume all three of us would share a bed. I honestly don’t see any of the girls I’m considering, or any of the core girls who’ve faded away, being sexually involved with each other. Well, there is one exception to that. If. The style was absolutely NOT Chinese Junk. During the feudal area, China was landward looking. Internal dynasties frowned on anything that allowed serfs the possibility of escape.Oh ... in case you hadn’t figured it out ... we didn’t find the key. We didn’t find the key because we didn’t find the safe. We didn’t need the bank. We had the knarr and weren’t at a loss to find our way home. The only person pissed was Gloria. She’d been waiting a long time and wanted her reward.While we were. I insisted in dropping her as it was not safe. So finally she agreed and she told me about her place which was not far. We got in the car and were moving towards her place.We started talking about our random meeting and I complimented on her dance. She told me that she liked dancing and does choreography as well as it was her passion. Then, we reached her place. She called one of her roommates on phone and asked whether her other roommate came or not. Her roommate said no.Then, we reached her.