Karl didn’t realize how unique he was. He thought he was just your run of the mill guy, normal. Boring, even. Karl had no idea that he was so special.

Until one day, one fine early summer day, he met someone who changed his life forever.

His buddy Joe had been badgering Karl about meeting this chick. Joe seemed to think that she and Karl would get along like gangbusters. So, after much nagging, Karl agreed to a blind date. She’d be wearing a red dress and would meet him in the hotel bar at 9pm.

When Karl walked in, he scanned the entire room. Where was she? A flash of red attracted his attention. Ah. His blind date was on the dance floor. She was… gorgeous. Long brown hair, gently waving, emerald green eyes, full figure, tiny waist, flashing legs. As she danced, she gave off an electric energy, a joie de vivre. Karl stood frozen, staring.

The song ended and she made her way to the bar. As she ordered, Karl moved towards her. He took his time, really checking her out. She sat, or perched, really, on a stool at the bar. One foot, the heel of her pump hooked over a rung on the stool, the other dangling…

That dangling foot. It was mesmerizing. The shoe, barely dropping down, dangling from her toes before being pulled back up to her heel. She was somehow flexing her foot, moving the shoe up and down. Up and down. In danger of falling and then…

Karl suddenly wanted to see her toes, to engage in some foot worship. He needed to see them the same way he needed to breathe air. So he walked right up to her.

“Hi. I’m Karl. I think I love your feet.” What had he said?! His mouth ran away with him!!

“Hi, Karl. I think you should love my feet, they’re fabulous!” She threw her head back and laughed, before leaning closer to him. “Come up to my room and worship my feet.”

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