Miss August

April 1969

playing footsies

[I received this heartfelt note with this box of socks:]

Socks can be red,

They can also be blue.

There's a secret inside me,

I must share with you.

 

 The feelings I have bottled up,
Make me a special kind of girl.
When I picture you wearing these colorful socks
It makes my toenails curl.

 

Socks come in all colors,

And in many different hues.

I simply can't stop fantasizing

About the feet inside your shoes.

 

This is really quite embarrassing,

My face is turning reddish,

Do you understand what I'm hinting at?

I have a foot fetish.

 

It can be our little secret,

I promise to be discrete.

That being said, would you object
If I continued worshipping your feet?