snapnuts11
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Although all of my stories to this point have been nylon-involved, I can't ignore a true, barefoot story that happened recently.
With the nice weather finally breaking in the northeast, Rachael and I decided to take a little ride up the New York shore of Lake Champlain and take the Ferry over to Vermont. Rachael was dressed for the warm weather in shorts and sandals. It was a warm day and when we parked on the boat for the hour-long ride to the Vermont shore, she kicked off her sandals and put her feet out the open window of the car.
As we sat talking, we both noticed a young fellow, probably 19 or 20 years old, continuously walking by the car. He seemed fixated on Rachael's bare feet that were sticking out of the window. While we were talking, Rachael jumped and let out a little giggle. I noticed that the guy had just walked by the car and I asked Rachael what happened and she told me that she thought the guy had tickled her feet. I didn't think much of it because, in my head, there aren't any people out there with the same interests I have. I was about to learn different.
Just before the boat docked on the Vermont side, I noticed that the young man had returned. Rachael, at this point, was looking at a brochure for a museum in Vermont and wasn't paying attention but I noticed that, without mistake, he was starring at her feet. Before I could say a word, the man appeared at Rachael's door and spoke the only words he had said to us during the whole trip. He walked to her window and said, "So, I was wondering..." With that, her scrabbled his fingers over Rachael's bare soles. She let out a shriek and kicked her feet. The whole incident lasted no more than 20 seconds, but it helped me realize that I am not alone in my mindset. The man shot her a smile and then disappeared back into the garage area of the boat, presumably back to his car. We didn't see him again, but I felt a lot better about myself knowing there truly are like-minded people out there.
With the nice weather finally breaking in the northeast, Rachael and I decided to take a little ride up the New York shore of Lake Champlain and take the Ferry over to Vermont. Rachael was dressed for the warm weather in shorts and sandals. It was a warm day and when we parked on the boat for the hour-long ride to the Vermont shore, she kicked off her sandals and put her feet out the open window of the car.
As we sat talking, we both noticed a young fellow, probably 19 or 20 years old, continuously walking by the car. He seemed fixated on Rachael's bare feet that were sticking out of the window. While we were talking, Rachael jumped and let out a little giggle. I noticed that the guy had just walked by the car and I asked Rachael what happened and she told me that she thought the guy had tickled her feet. I didn't think much of it because, in my head, there aren't any people out there with the same interests I have. I was about to learn different.
Just before the boat docked on the Vermont side, I noticed that the young man had returned. Rachael, at this point, was looking at a brochure for a museum in Vermont and wasn't paying attention but I noticed that, without mistake, he was starring at her feet. Before I could say a word, the man appeared at Rachael's door and spoke the only words he had said to us during the whole trip. He walked to her window and said, "So, I was wondering..." With that, her scrabbled his fingers over Rachael's bare soles. She let out a shriek and kicked her feet. The whole incident lasted no more than 20 seconds, but it helped me realize that I am not alone in my mindset. The man shot her a smile and then disappeared back into the garage area of the boat, presumably back to his car. We didn't see him again, but I felt a lot better about myself knowing there truly are like-minded people out there.
And of course you aren't alone. It's nice that you realize that now 
