Monday, March 9, 2009

What is it...?


What is it about the sight of black sheer RIBBED socks? Why am I INSTANTLY drawn to them and IMMEDIATELY erect? No one in my family wore them. I first discovered them when my 5th grade teacher wore them...every day... and every day I'd have to hump the bottom of my desk. It's not that I had a crush on him, because he wasn't all that attractive. BUT those socks!!!
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The closer a look I get at them, seeing the stitching and fibers...that solid black patch over the toes and heels... I want to devour them. To tickle them. Seeing the sole of the foot through the sheer fibers... It's impossible to explain the sensations just from seeing them on a rack in the store...
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To this day, thoughts of tickling Mr. Stollenwerk's sheer socked feet sends me over the edge. And while I enjoy all kinds of sheers: colors, styles, lengths... my ultimate will always be knee high, RIBBED, brown/black with a completely sheer sole and only the tips of the toes and the very round of the heels covered in the solid patch.
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Still...why?