One of my steadies has the worst feet on the planet and wouldn't you know it he loves the way I do his feet. I may be a Whore but I'm also a gifted masseur; imagine that. This guy is famous so I'll give him a 'codename' in case anyone reads this. Lets call him... Flint Westrock.
Perfect; so 'Flint' really wants me to do foot massage full time, maybe even open my own massage parlor. He keeps telling me if I ever decide to go 'straight', he'll invest in me. Hell, the way I see it he already invests in me (and my Prada habit). It is a tempting idea sometimes... going straight. I just don't like the idea of being surrounded by feet all day long. Dicks are one thing, but at least you can suck on those. Feet are smelly and calloused and.... no thank you. Maybe if I get tired of sex... Haha, yeah right; right? I wonder... what would Mary Magdalene have done if Jesus had offered her a Massage Parlor after she sucked off his feet... hmmm.
-The Tart
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