On the day I was ready to go on a date with a barefoot girl, I've waited for her around the place we first met. I've waited for a while and then she arrived. She was wearing a small white shirt with blue jeans, and she also happened to be barefoot as always. She took her time to decorate her feet with red polished toes, about 3-5 anklets, and so many toe rings she tried to put on every toe. I was amazed how her feet got prettier than last time I saw her feet before. She didn't know her way around Seattle, so I've tried to find every place where I can see how dirty her barefeet can be. Then after that, we went to a night club to sit down for a while and she was telling me all her barefoot stories she has experienced. She told me how she survived barefoot from stepping on hot coals to walking barefoot on the mountains. It was astounding to hear all that. We left the club and headed to my apartment and then I had to pop out a question to her, "Has anyone ever licked your feet?" I felt nervous when I said it to her, but she replied, "No, I never had anyone do that to me. I wish someone would do that for me." I sat down on my couch and she layed her feet on my lap and said, "Care to do this for me? I want you to be the first guy I know to lick my feet." What choice did I have to make? So, I started sucking on her toes and she really liked it. It was getting late after that, so she went the door, but she stopped and turned around and said, "Thank you." And wouldn't you know it, she kissed me and left off. When she was leaving, I said, "Your welcome, hope we could do this again next time?" She said, "Call me again, I'll be waiting."