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Earth markings such as smoking bylaw signage are good indicators to where in the space-time continuum you are. Fashion is another, though it tends to repeat itself every few decades. Most press is timestamped, so observing all the above will be your best initial bet to get a general idea to the year and rough geographical location at least... and hope to high galaxy that wherever you end up, that you have enough credits to get by or better yet, something to barter.
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Texas model Alicia M. Dwyer poses sexy wrinkled soles with baby blue polish.
“WE ARE BAILING OUT!”, I promptly shouted.
And so I halted the car on the top of a snowy mountain range and made a U-turn. It was the tipping point of the mental state I was in - the result of a nerve wrecking drive on icy roads with dozens of hairpin turns, no-grip ascends and slippery descends.
I failed to rent a 4x4 earlier that day, and the standard transportation vehicle they gave me didn’t come with snow chains. With the hills getting steeper and steeper my ambition dropped drastically. This was proper rural exploration: no barrier between us and the deep. Stall and you lose.
We both agreed on calling off this suicide mission, and headed back towards civilisation. Upon doing so I could spot a small car coming towards our direction. The sole car we saw since we left a small village half an hour ago. I was baffled someone took their chances up-hill.
A worn-out 80s Fiat passed us and an old man in his late seventies was behind the steering wheel. His face was all wrinkled and grooved - he’d seen more winters than us, foolish youngsters.
This old fella was oozing confidence and persistence, he was going to nail that mountain top. While passing our snow-stranded car he greeted us with the biggest smile ever. And this, my friends, was a sign. Maybe not an act of God, or a supernatural occurrence that science can’t explain. But it was a sign nevertheless. Telling us one thing: there’s nothing to it but doing it.
Dangling into the void of a stairwell under a skylight.
Aficionados of the female foot seem to focus on toes, soles, arches, and ankles. I like all of the above, but to me insteps are just as worthy of appreciation.
You can view this image in the other main orientations by clicking or tapping here:
(I guess the number of downloads of images in this set is a compliment, but I'd prefer to be asked. This one is available full size [4299 X 2635] on request.)
My bare wrinkled and slightly rough soles after the long day walk against the backdrop of a sea sunset, waits gently massage.
One of my female friends... I've managed to use the perfect sunlight
and captured this shot of her amazing soles while extensive shoeplay.
Texas model Alicia M. Dwyer poses sexy wrinkled soles with baby blue polish.
Texas model Alicia M. Dwyer poses sexy wrinkled soles with baby blue polish.
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My lightly rough and salty wrinkled soles on the sea, would you lick?
Pedicure is a layered combination of Sinful Daddy's Girl (2 coats) over Sinful Dream On (one coat).
Texas model Alicia M. Dwyer poses sexy wrinkled soles with baby blue polish.
Texas model Alicia M. Dwyer poses sexy wrinkled soles with baby blue polish.
Predominantly against daylight from window facing, slightly offset to left, but with some distributed ceiling lighting within room.
Rug is antique Farahan, over 100 years old, wool with all natural dyes.
PS As per comments, this photo especially accords with Henri-Cartier Bresson’s claim that photographs are not taken, but made. The image was first an idea. Next day, its feasibility was tested by sticking an iPhone through the piano’s legs and snapping the pedals and the rug against the light. Then during capture the day after that, I did things like directing the foot to raise its heel. For all the forethought, the results were disappointing. I’d missed the best light and various factors did not flatter the feet. A wide aperture prime on a film SLR would have given more of the bokeh I wanted.
But still, some parts of the overall expectations were satisfied, and in terms of colour and light perhaps even surpassed. After making an imperfect recording, the famous pianist Artur Schnabel said something like, "I could make it better -- but it wouldn't be as good!" So I won't repeat it -- I've tried to salvage something of the original inspiration, and after all, "…a man's reach should exceed his grasp..."
Texas model Alicia M. Dwyer poses sexy wrinkled soles with baby blue polish.
Texas model Alicia M. Dwyer poses sexy wrinkled soles with baby blue polish.
Four feet within four square feet of Persian rug... A more chiaroscuro, nightlight atmospheric view of the same elements as in the preceding variations, highlighting the voluptuous upholstery on the underside of these feet.
The feet owner has obviously sold her soles to a devil... but it's a buck pro quo!
If feet hold no beauty for you, try the top left-hand corner...
Texas model Alicia M. Dwyer poses sexy wrinkled soles with baby blue polish.
Follow me on Instagram @ #mirandascutesoles4u #mirandaandersen
Texas model Alicia M. Dwyer poses sexy wrinkled soles with baby blue polish.
Get my wrinkled oily soles in your face while I resting. Watch amazing POV video of smearing my feet with oil.
Extreme smooth, wrinkled, soft soles, size 39 in europ
This arises because of an indecision as to which was my preferred version of the core element, which has been made available in each of the four major orientations. This gets two of them into play (with their mirror images).
In the collage, the third dimension of the original appeared to me to flatten into a distorted card table, and that led to the fantasy of a card game played with feet. The court card removes fourfold symmetry.

OK, so this story is kinda tame, but it was still HOT as hell for me. So there is this smokin hot girl from work. She is 20 years old and has an a$$ to die
for. She's an athletic, cool, smart and absolutely stunning and of course her feet are to die for. She is 5'5 or 5'6, maybe 115 - 120 and probably
a size 6.5 - 7 shoe size.

Anyways, i was at her desk talking with her today and then about half way through the conversation, she starts to dangle her shoe and i could see the bare heel
of her foot and the soft, silky smooth soles of her feet and i just wanted to drop to the floor right there and then and give her a foot massage or anything at
all that would allow me to touch those works of art. I'm pretty sure i didn't get caught, but anytime she looked away, i for sure took dead aim at
those gorgeous heels and soles and dreammed of what they might smell like.

I know it was just innocent and nothing to it at all, but it was definitely the highlight of my work week and makes me can't wait for tomorrow to come.
Nmonte I always wondered about the shoe store job as I reasoned that firstly half the customers will be MALE then of the remaining half, probably half again
will be women with gross feet, meaning just a quarter of the time would be spent in the company of nice feet .......do you agree?
Personally, i'd never want to work in a shoe store for that very reason.

I did know this one guy who worked in a shoe store who had a foot fetish. He used to give women free shoes in exchange for sucking toes. I'm sure he
wasn't too blatant with it and he flirted with the women for awhile before he took it to that level. Alot of women love shoes and some women LOVE foot
attention so it seems like an ideal environment to compliment women on their feet without sounding too weird. So if i did work in a shoe store I'd work in
a store that sold ONLY women's shoes.

What would be crazy is to OWN a women's shoe store in a very affluent area. I would make tons of money, sport a fancy sports car, and flirt with the
customers that seemed receptive to me. A women's shoe boutique would probably have regular customers and therefore plenty of opportunity to build
relationships. This is probably what I would do if I wanted to go ALL the way in combining my work with my fetish.
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Aunt and Neighbour’s story:

I was at my aunt’s house for the summer vacation. I was sitting in front of the couch, on the carpet, doing nothing at my place. I was between the table and the couch so there was a very little gap in between. Also this couch is a 2 seater but I don’t like to sit on it as it is leather and it sticks to my body in summers so I prefer sitting on the carpet just in front of it.

Like I said it wasn’t the first time me sitting there but this time something interesting took place because of my position. So to continue, I was sitting there scrolling on my phone, when I heard my aunt’s car being parked outside. She had went around 2 hours ago, along her neighbour, to shop for some summer outfits. Being a gentleman, I went into the kitchen to fetch cold water for both the ladies, put the glasses in a tray and went to stand near the main entrance of our house. They came with a lot of bags after a couple minutes. My aunt acknowledges me there, being proud of me kisses me on the forehead. Then she drops the bags in front of me, seeing her do this our neighbour also does the same. Then my aunt clicked her fingers and both the ladies took their glasses from me and went inside.

I collected everything in front of me and went to keep it all in her room upstairs. When I passed the living room, I saw aunt in the kitchen and the neighbour sitting on the couch I mentioned earlier. When I came back after putting everything, I saw she was sitting cross legged with her left white heels on my phone, and right leg dangling in the air. She had these white open heels with very thin silver braided strap. I kept staring at her heel there on my phone for a few minutes, she might have noticed and started looking where I had been staring and saw the phone there, she suddenly pulled her feet up and said “Ohh sorry son, I did not see it there, what is your phone doing on the floor anyway? But I’m really sorry, I hope it is not damaged.” I said “Actually I had been sitting here before you guys came so would have left it lying here only. I don’t think it would have got damaged at all, since you were just resting your feet on it not standing on it.” Saying this I kneeled on the floor on hands and knees to pick it and some other stuff that I had left from earlier on the floor.

While I was doing that, aunt came there and asked neighbour(Reena aunty) to move so she can sit there too. Also, since I was there kneeling on the floor and there was no space for Reena aunty to keep her feet, she tried moving with her legs in air moving rapidly just above me, during that motion her right heel hit on the back of my head so hard that it hurt real bad. She did not even acknowledge it said nothing and kept trying to move to her left. Her heels hit my head, neck and back 4-5 times more during that process. I just kept kneeling there waiting for her to get to position so I can crawl out. Due to her hitting on me I kept going lower towards the floor to dodge the kicks so I ended up lying on the floor on my stomach. Since now I was completely out of way, Reena aunty kept her heel on the floor just an inch from my face on the floor and moved to the position.

Seeing this my aunt said “Are you gonna come out of there now I wanna sit there. Until you plan on giving me a foot massage lying there (with a pout).” I said “I was moving out of your way, but if you want a massage, sure I can give you one.” She happily said “Ok!! Let me sit there on the couch then before you turn your face up” It didn’t hit me until she had put her right black flat sandal on my lower back and was putting pressure on it to stand on me. I couldn’t believe this was happening, my aunt had never trampled me ever in the past. Now she’s standing there, with her full weight on my back, WITH HER SANDALS ON, I was mesmerised by the situation. It was such a relaxing feeling, it felt like a very effective yet short massage. She took another step towards my head and put her other foot in between my shoulder blades, spun at that place a bit and sat on the couch resting her left foot on my neck and right on my back. I kept lying there for a minute, while they were talking about something, breathing into the toes of Reena aunty, which had been painted blue matching her dress. My aunt never painted her toes, she liked to keep them clean and plain. She put gloss on them occasionally but not any color. Her feet look really beautiful without doubt.

Ok so back to where I was. Aunt taped her sandal sole on the back of my head twice to indicate me to turn around and lifter her feet up. I turned and she put her feet back on the exact same position. Since Reena aunty was looking down at me she asked my aunt, he doesn’t mind you putting your feet so near to his face. This was a question that I also wanted the answer to, so I started listening intently and started massaging her foot that was on my stomach now. She said “I don’t think he does and besides my feet are really clean. I took a bath this morning and we haven’t been anywhere without our shoes on. Also I clean my sandals every week, so they can’t be that bad either.” To which Reena aunty replied “Yeah, but still they are feet. They must stink.” To which aunt said “No! My feet never stink. NEVER!! And he knows it, you know, when he was really small to sleep alone, he used to sleep with me with his face buried into my soles. His small face looked so cute there.” Saying this aunt took her left foot that was on my neck and taped her sandal sole on my lips looking into my eyes making a cute pout. She looked so cute, I smiled and kissed her sole. I don’t think she noticed and put her foot back on my neck.

They both then continued having a whole another discussion completely ignoring me there. I switched b/w aunt’s feet after spending half hour on her right foot. When I picked her left foot to massage, she put her right sandal on her foot and then put her foot on my chest really near my neck. So now I was forced to hold her other foot just above my face to massage it and so I did. The heel of her foot was really close to my lips, and it also touched it sometimes when I would move it to massage. She didn’t seem to mind it at all, not even bothered to acknowledge it. After about spending 20 mins on that foot I heard my aunt say “Hey aren’t you getting uncomfortable sitting like that?” To which Reena aunty replied “Well I wouldn’t wanna ask you if I could put my feet on your nephew’s face. Now would I? (Laughing)” aunt said “Oh don’t worry about him, I’m sure he won’t mind you resting your tired feet on his face. He’s a really nice boy by heart, I know he wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable just because he’s in your way.” Wow, I was in her way? She wanted me to massage her feet. Now its my fault? She’s cruel. But I took my chance here and said “Yes aunty, sure you can keep your feet on my face if you want to. I wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable at all.” She smiled and said “Oh really!! Thankyou very much. I’ll remove my heels before I do that. I haven’t got chance to clean them recently, so they might be dirty.” She removed her heels keeping them just near my face. She lifted her feet about 2 inches above my face and said “Hey do you think my feet are dirty? I mean they shouldn’t be that dirty, since I took a bath just before we went shopping. But see here and tell me if they are and also if they smell bad or anything?” I looked at her feet, She had dirt stuck on the heels and then there was definitely some toe jam there in all her toes. But I said “No aunty, I don’t think they are dirty, also I can’t smell them from here so they should be fine.” Just as I had said “fine”, she had put her both feet on my face. She started rubbing the soles on my face, getting comfortable probably trying to find the best position. She kept moving her feet for 2 minutes, then left her right foot lying on the side with her toes just above my left eye and heel just bit right of my right eye. She also had her right foot’s arch placed on my lips. I could taste salt from her feet in my mouth. It was crunchy and salty, probably dirt mixed with her sweat. They kept talking about random stuff for another hour. Btw I was all the time massaging my aunt’s feet. Then Reena aunty might’ve looked at time and said “Oh my god! I’m too late.” She started moving her feet in hurry trying to find her heels. Aunt asked her what happened , to which she replied “She has a doctors’ appointment in half hour.” Then she carelessly started putting her feet in her heels, just near my face. In the process kicking my face multiple times. When she had put on her heels, she stood real close to my face, with her toes touching my right cheek. She said bye to aunt, bent and hugged her, scratching her heels and toes on my cheek.

I knew she couldn’t leave there without stepping on me, so I pretended to be indulged in the massage ignoring her there. She said sorry to me before putting her left heeled foot on my face, stepped up balancing there for a second, put her other foot on my chest and walked away waving to my aunt. Then my aunt picked her cell phone up from the table in front, called my grandmother for her daily chat. She relaxed a bit more while talking to her stretching more. She loosened my grip of her foot I was massaging. And put her feet in the sandals and kept her both feet with sandals on on me. She had her left sandal on my face diagonally with her heel just above my lips and her toes part of the sandal going over my forehead. He right foot was earlier on my stomach, but soon she keeps it on top of her left foot, crossing it at her ankles. This caused her sandal to hit my left eye whenever she’d move it. And she’s talking to grandma without a care about me. I think she ever would have forgotten about me being there.

As when she cut the call, she stood up there itself. She was standing with one foot on my face and other on my chest. She yawned a bit there stretching her arms up. That’s when she lost her balance, remembered and saw me down there under her sandals. She still standing in the same position, put all her weight on my chest, started mashing my lips wi
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