When Blanco and I first moved here a couple of years ago a neighbor came over as we were sitting on chairs on the front porch.
We all introduce ourselves and begin to talk about why we moved here, what we do for a living, you know, the usual crap that comes with living in a new location with curious neighbors.
While my neighbor was speaking, I noticed that he kept stuttering and stopping and starting his sentences. At first I thought it was just the way he talked but after noticing the pattern, he only stuttered and stammered when he was looking at my feet.
I was wearing these black thong sandals that exposed my foot almost entirely. I had on orange nailpolish that had small gold flecks. My feet looked cute.
It just creeped me out that day. Keep your foot fetish and your drool on your own lawn!
Even Blanco noticed. Told me to wear sneakers whenever we see him. Every time he stops by or comes onto the porch when me and Blanco sit, I catch him glancing at my feet to see if they are “naked” or not.