I managed to keep a straight face though, and she said “okay if you don’t think they smell get to rubbing.” So I told her “okay sure.” So she stuck out one of her socked feet and I got on my knees and was gonna smell in the middle of her foot, but she stopped me and said “no, smell at between my toes.” I smelt them and they smelled just like I knew they would, sweaty gym socks. The only thing is I’d have to keep the straightest face possible when I smelt them. She said to me “I’ll tell you what, if you can take a whiff of them and not make a face I’ll gladly take you up on that foot rub.” I just went to the gym and they are rancid I’m sure.” I thought man this would be the only chance I’d get to rub them so I told her I didn’t mind. So I played it cool and asked “do you want a foot rub” she said “You don’t have to. After we say hello to each other she takes of her sneakers, and makes a comment saying “oh my feet.” I asked her what about them and she responded “they hurt really bad. Well around 6:30 Lisa came in the door and went and sat on the couch in the living room. He likes to hang out in a back room where he collects coins and model cars. One day I went over there to go hang out with him and spend some time with him. She lives with my grandfather to help take care of him since he can’t really live on his own. She is my also my godmother so we’ve always been close. This is a story about my aunt Lisa, who is about 5 foot 3 in her early 50s. If you did, or you know who the author is, please PM me or post in this topic and I will update it with the correct credentials.
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