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Old Mar 12th, 2012, 7:05PM, PDT
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Let's just say it now: I know I have a foot fetish. So don't be hatin. Otherwise, just leave now. Ok on with my story. I'm in eighth grade, and my school only has about 64 students. No lie. Well growing up with a foot fetish, I can't help but look to see who has the best pair of feet, right? It's this girl, Grace. My God, they're hot. Okay here's the problem: she's in 6th grade. However, I managed to work up the guts to ask if I could rub her feet and stuff. Grace, being naturally kind, accepted. A few days later we went into an empty classroom after school. I took off her shoes and began to run. Later, I asked if I could take off her socks and smell her feet. She said she didn't care. So I took off her socks and revealed a pair of two, g0lden-colored feet. I began rubbing and smelling. About ten minutes later, I was really turned on, so I asked if I could kiss her "cute little toes". She literally said it was ok with her. After about five minutes of kissing her feet and such, I put her socks back on and left. That was months ago. I haven't mentioned the word "foot" (or anything related) to her since then. I really wanted to do it again, so I promised myself that today I would ask her. She and I are both teachers' kids, so after school, I went on a slow goose chase. I soon gave up and couldn't get Grace alone. So I went back and was getting my stuff to go home. My mom was packing up, and I told her I'd see her out by the car. On the way out, guess who I saw alone. That's right, Grace was doing a little dance down the hallway. This is our conversation: "Hey, Grace." "Yeah?" "Can we talk real quick?" "About what?" she asked. "One second," I told her, following her outside. Now we were COMPLETELY alone. "so do you remember that thing we did a few weeks ago?" "Yeah." Grace responded. Just then my mom found me and told me to go to the car. "I'll tell you tomarrow." I whispered. She said ok. My question is, what do I do? I want to ask her. What do I say?

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