![]() I managed to keep a straight face though, and she said “okay if you don’t think they smell get to rubbing.” So I told her “okay sure.” So she stuck out one of her socked feet and I got on my knees and was gonna smell in the middle of her foot, but she stopped me and said “no, smell at between my toes.” I smelt them and they smelled just like I knew they would, sweaty gym socks. The only thing is I’d have to keep the straightest face possible when I smelt them. She said to me “I’ll tell you what, if you can take a whiff of them and not make a face I’ll gladly take you up on that foot rub.” I just went to the gym and they are rancid I’m sure.” I thought man this would be the only chance I’d get to rub them so I told her I didn’t mind. So I played it cool and asked “do you want a foot rub” she said “You don’t have to. After we say hello to each other she takes of her sneakers, and makes a comment saying “oh my feet.” I asked her what about them and she responded “they hurt really bad. Well around 6:30 Lisa came in the door and went and sat on the couch in the living room. He likes to hang out in a back room where he collects coins and model cars. One day I went over there to go hang out with him and spend some time with him. ![]() She lives with my grandfather to help take care of him since he can’t really live on his own. ![]() She is my also my godmother so we’ve always been close. This is a story about my aunt Lisa, who is about 5 foot 3 in her early 50s. ![]() If you did, or you know who the author is, please PM me or post in this topic and I will update it with the correct credentials. ![]()
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