What?”

She shrieked and a smirk followed.

What?”

I repeated, holding her toes between my fingers, perfectly intertwined.

You shouldn’t touch the feet of women, know that? Makes a dent in your manliness.”

I bent down, kissed her feet and looked right into her eyes

What kind of a man doesn’t love his woman’s toes?”

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