During one of my little adventures on social media, I made a post in a local group asking if anyone wanted to join a session.
A guy replied in the comments, making fun of me, saying there was no way something like that was real. I messaged him directly, proved to him it was, and invited him to come film with me. He agreed after some questions, on the condition that I send him gas money first. I sent it… and he completely stood me up. Don’t send money first y’all. 
I was pissed, so I just to get even, and told him – “Fine, I’ll pay you extra if you send me a short video wiggling your toes for me.” 

He sent it expecting more money, but I ghosted him right back, so he’d know how it felt.
A few days later, he reached out again, saying he was still curious. I told him to come over, so we could finally put that curiosity to rest. From the very first video he’d sent me, I already knew, his feet were perfect, and I wanted him in my content, need a taste of it. 
When he showed up, we stopped by a small market, grabbed some beers, lit a joint, and then got down to filming. He was clearly shocked and a little embarrassed at first, but I could tell he was into it. I loved every second—his feet were sweaty but smelled great, no bad odor at all. The kind of sole that wrinkles easily, perfect to lick. And every so often, he’d glance at me with this naughty look on his face.
 
It was an amazing session, and I really hope I get to work with Heitor again sometime.