FootLover wrote:After running for hours, I throw myself down next to a tree to take a short break. My body skinny and tried and my eyes ocean, and my hair unkept and black as night. I relax in the shade, trying to slow down my breathing.
FootLover wrote:Hearing the footfalls, he desperatly searches the tee for a crevice. Finally there lies a hole that I hide myself in, hoping I won't be seen.
FootLover wrote:I squirm between your fingers, almost breathless, "wait please! Please don't do anything to me." I start saying frantically. "I'll leave you in peace." I continue to struggle but I eventually try to calm down. I look at you in the eye. "Please"
FootLover wrote:He smells the breath and he wipes away the saliva as best as he can. He tries not to panic and yells out, "no wait wait! There is no way I could fill your belly and satisfy your appetite. I could be better as a slave instead. I can lead you places where you can satisfy your appetites!"
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