Here we go. The next True Story. It happened two years ago.
I was currently staying a few days in Toronto, when I suddenly received a flyer, which invited me to a small local gameparty. Only hundred people were allowed, but I still sent an email, if I could come and they said yes.
It was in the middle of March, the weather was still pretty cold and so it felt like the right kind event to at least meet some people and be distracted from the last remains of winter. I honestly don’t like winter.

One weak later it was finally time. I took my laptop, mouse and so on and went to the location early in the morning. They welcomed me immediately and showed me a place where I could put down my stuff and where all the stations were.

I didn’t feel like pc gaming first and so I volunteered to participate in a new cardgame someone took with him. To be honest, I can’t remember its name. It was somehow a mix of roleplaying, elections and executions and had only little to do with cards, but it was way more fun than it sounds. Let’s call it Blob, just to make things shorter.

Okay, we were playing Blob when one girl caught my attention. She was about 1,70m, had pale skin with freckles, some curves and wore a turqoise spaghettishirt and hotpants. (The hotpants were questionable, but apart from that she looked pretty good) On her feet she wore sneakers at this time, however I noticed that she was wearing pink ankle socks inside them.
Concerning the game, she dominated us. There was no round, she didn’t won.
It were her manipulative skills that made it impossible to beat her.
In order to be able to refer to an other player for example in case you try to get him exectued by the others we built cards with our names on it and so I got to know that her name was Julia.

We played a few rounds in which I finally managed to survive longer and longer and after a pause we changed seats and I took the chance to place myself next to Julia.
Both because I thought this way I could start a direct battle against her and finally let her being executed before me and because I hoped to get somehow in talks with her.
It worked, well at least a part of it. We managed to execute nearly all other players, I even got elected as king and finally we turned against each other and battled it out with words.

I was finally back in form and so we both had quite some funny and legendary speaches.
On one point, when I finished one of mines, she suddenly slipped out of her shoes and jumped onto the table.
Her following speech was superior again, she suddenly managed to convince everyone that I have been the murderer all the time.

She was right, my role has indeed been the murderer, however I don’t know how she found out. Well, the result was clear. Julia was declared queen (the king is dead, long live the queen) and my time was nearly over, but at the end of the speech she added something >>And therefore thou shall be punished. So kiss your queen’s toes murderer, before thou shall be thrown into the chambers.<<

I was unsure what to do, but then I looked around and saw that everyone was awaiting the end and it was just a game. We all had fullfilled our roles and this part was not different from any roleplaying part before, so I did it.
Julia was already standing on the table, if you remember, so I just had to bow a little bit and kissed first her right big toe and then the left and I must say, her feet smelled wonderful.

I am not a fan of sweaty feet as many other footfans, so this might mean something different for you.   After this round we all agreed to take a pause and play some other games.

I went back to my place in the other room and played some dota2 with a bunch of guys.From time to time I saw Julia walking by through the open door and saw how her pink socks got pitch black.
I really wondered when someone had cleaned this floor. I thought about how her bare feet would look and imagined them getting dirty instead of the socks.
Based on what I saw her feet must be around 36 EU with regular decending toelength.

Luckily I got the chance to see them later.

It was then twelve and we decided to get something to eat. Pizza was the obvious choice.

I took some of the people, with whom I have plaid and asked if there was a place around where we could get one. Julia was one of them and immediately knew a place. Either she was the only local of those people, or the others just never ate pizza in this part of the city.
Either way Julia quickly started going and there was nobody who did say anything about her leading attitude. Of course I followed her.

I thought that she would first walk to the Blob room again to put on her shoes, but I soon realised that I was wrong. Instead she just went through the front door wearing her pink socks. I didn’t mind. Not as good as barefoot but still a nice sight.

However being kind of handycapped, she was faster than the others and only I managed to match her pace.

As we waited in front of the pizzeria, as we were quite many meters in front of the rest, we chatted a bit and came closer. We promised to return later to playing Blob again and decided to make it overly dramatic just to bring some more fun into the game. At this time I didn’t dare to ask about her walking in socks.

The pizza then was good. Not the best I’ve ever eaten, but still good. Later we paid and procedeed to return.
Again Julia surprised me and granted me the wish, which I didn’t tell her. She looked outside and suddenly stripped off her socks and finally revealed her bare feet.

The others didn’t even seem to notice or just didn’t care. (Are girls walking barefoot really this common in Canada?) But remember it wasn’t summer, it was March!

All the way back she walked barefoot, over dirty streets and tough gravel. Her soles didn’t look tough in the first place, but she proved me wrong.

Later we made Blob our game. The other players were just spectators and died like flies. (only their characters of course, lol)
We even expanded the rules, or used wholes in the guide to do things, which were normally not included. Each of us two was one time a king or queen or some ridiculus other special roles, which we created our own and finally I broke her spree and won a few times.

Sometimes I even got a glimpse at her soles, which were now incredibly dirty. The dusty floor inside the room couldn’t make them cleaner, but resulted in not only her soles being dirty, but also the sides of her foot. When I finally had the role sexslave, I knew there was something different going on.  

As the number of other players dropped in general we also indirectly introduced the topic feet a bit. I was pretty sure that I’d never meet anyone of these people again and so I didn’t care. Most likely I was the one who started, but I am not sure.

For example one time, when I managed to execture her, I said that her feet should be cut off and placed on my personal royal table, which then resulted in Julia puttin her pale and dirty bare feet on the table in front of me. (Of course stil attached to her body XD)
I had a piece of chocolate cake on my table at this time and I can’t say which of these things on this table looked tastier for me. In another game she then convinced the people to execute me, but as she had again won the role of the queen, she offered me to become her foot massager instead. Of course I accepted and later even won the game. Looking back it was probably one of the best games for me. Winning while being allowed to massage those feet.

Then there was a time, when nobody wanted to play with us anymore, which is kind of understandable. In thirty rounds Julia won 19 times and I eleven times, which means that nobody except us had a chance to win. So we sat there together in the Blob room. Looking at the walls and other things. Eye contact suddenly seemed hard to maintain.

>>Now what?<<, she finally said.
>>Well, we can’t play Blob without more people.<<
>>Not according to this rules!<<
>>Um, yes? What exactly do you mean?<<

Instead of giving an answer Julia stood up and locked the door. I burst out in laughter.

>>What is so funny?<<
>>Nothing my queen.<<

And then we plaid the game with different rules. We stayed platonic, which means there was no sexual activity in the general sense. Julia moreover got to enjoy the finest foot massages and in a not so magical way her soles were suddenly clean. They didn’t stay this way for long, but this wasn’t in any case relevant. We really didn’t stop playing, but exchanged roles. Sometimes I was the foot slave, sometimes she was my slave, however both resulted in the same action. Me worshipping her feet.

It was a pleasure exploring every centimeter of them with my tongue and as far as I could tell by the noises Julia made, it must have felt at least as good for her. I think we stayed in the room for two hours and we would have just gotten to not so platonic activities, when we suddenly heard noises from outside and someone knocked at the door. The party had been over and they were looking for us.

Quickly we got up. Julia put on her socks and shoes again to hide the little bitemarks I left on her toes and as if nothing happened we went out of the room and after being asked what we did in there we just said that we did some brainstorming to improve the game and needed silence to do so.

When leaving the house we exchanged some meaningfull glances, promised to meet again and walked away. As I glimpsed over my should, I saw how Julia once again slipped out of her shoes and socks and went away barefoot. Smiling I went to my car and drove away.