Your tongue is black, your body aches, and nothing remains of your emasculated broken ego. You’ve been licking for hours, eating foot grime, dust, toejam, anything Natasha and Gianna’s feet had on them after a day of running around your country in sneakers during perhaps the hottest day of the year. Natasha just went to the judge to examine her feet, and you’re left alone treating Gianna’s filthy feet after she chose to walk barefoot in the hall. You just want to get this over with and go...

Every time Opal walks barefoot in the office you’re getting itchy, you sweat, blush, and lose focus… You get along. You really do. But there’s that thing about her that just can’t let go… It became a serious nuisance and you’ve no idea how to approach her about it. You even went to HR a few weeks ago but she almost laughed in your face, saying she can’t do anything about it and employees are free to walk barefoot if they want to. She suggested that you talk with Opal about it, but so far you...

It was surreal getting this match on Tinder, first match since you installed the app 5 years ago, and she seems perfect. Too perfect. As your thumb shakes on the screen she already sends a message. You go over the messages and feel dumb, but who can blame you? This feels too good to be true, and after so long in lockdown you really forgot what it’s like to communicate with people, let alone girls that look that good. It’s been 6 months since the vaccines were introduced and you haven’t really...