missdisfigured

hum.

there is this very good/cool bookstore. There, I thought to myself, was supposed to work only cool people who are really interested in music and reading. I was there in the fashion/ arts/ photography section (and related topics) and here comes one of the "cool" girls who work there (shit! she was not cool. SHE WAS FUCKING HOT):

"May I help you, sweetie" - sweetie was WEIRD.

"Yes, sure!! Do you have a section for foot fetishists? Because I wanted to buy a book about fancy shoes/sandals, a book about how to treat this kind of "disorder" and hire a beautiful girl (obviously with AMAZING feet) i could lick toes anytime wearing whatever I ask tell her to wear."

"Sure, young lady. I am what you are looking for AND I come with a LESBIAN KAMA SUTRA book. It's $500."

"Great. Even better. I'll take everything!"

I hate when I have nice dreams.