

I let my feet relax and simmer in my sweaty socks..I see you eyeing them and I instantly call you out on that, you sit there blushing just realized you’ve been caught by me. As a friend I can no longer see you as that but a desperate sock bitch who wants to get teased..you know it’s a shame and don’t want any of our friends finding out so I give you a choice. I snitch and tell them all about your sock fetish or you spoil me to any pairs of shoes.