Coffee, Homework, and public foot worship....

Its been a long time since I have written in here. But the events last night are far to amusing to go untold........

I got out of work and decided that it would be a grand idea to go to my local 24 hour fine diner.

I was just finishing up my paper and starting on another lecture series when a gentleman walks up to me and asks me if he may have a cigarette. Now mind you, I have known this man for many years, but non too well.

So here I am, sitting in a crowded restaurant, with this man asking for one of my over priced cigarettes.... Whats a girl to do?


Take advantage of the situation of course!!!!!

So I ask him, what are you willing to do for a cigarette? He looks a little shocked, then offers me money. Which I of course turn him down with a chuckle. He looks even more surprised and a bit worried. He politely asks me what I want.

What do I want? I want you to rub my feet. Yes folks that's right. I told him to rub my feet. He smiles, and sits down in the booth across from me and begins working on one foot. We are talking and laughing, catching up on old times when his friend comes up.

The cigarette conversation is repeated. I swear, they ask for this stuff. So my foot masseuse promptly tells his friend to sit down and earn his cigarette.

Here I am in the middle of a crowded diner have my feet rubbed by two men for a cigarette.

The best part is yet to come......

A little while later after the massage is over and they have happily smoke their cigarettes, his friend comes back over. And asks for another smoke. *shakes her head* Masochist.... I tell him if he wants another, he has to kiss my feet.


He promptly drops to his knees and kisses my feet. In front of 30 people.



Men....

I love them.