My little Anita 2

My little Anita 2 Months later, I hadn't forgotten that film that in my memory was recorded, every day I waited anxiously for Anita to come to school just to see if she had gone with her little feet, but unfortunately she never went without tennis. I couldn't anymore, almost all night I dreamed of holding those feet, doing a very time-consuming massage, so I came up with a complicated plan because I had no choice, no way else, I would have to risk it. Soon I thought about where I was going to take Anita, but I had a more than perfect idea, this time I wouldn’t take her in any room, I myself would be her pedicurist, I went after Anita, I asked with apparent calmness from the outside, but internally I was very nervous: “Hi Anita, how’s your beautiful feet going?” before she answered looked down, it was like she wanted to check out, despite the sneakers covering her feet, and the answer came: “The nail polish has come out, and I think it’s time for me to go to the pedicure again” I scared her, she was direct to know what I wanted with her, and I was ready to hit her: “I can solve this problem of yours and I want to surprise you, so I’m not going to give you details” just one look that I understood that she had agreed. Wednesday, a day of cloudless sun in the sky, I changed and went to school, but it was far from just another day, it would be the day I would make Anita's little feet. It was all timed, there was no time for mistakes, it would have to be perfect, my house would be empty in the afternoon, and I'd ride everything right there, and in three hours everyone would come back, counting lunch time would have to be at most two hours, I'd have to settle for it, and hope she'd agree. I went ahead with my plan, in the middle of class I called Anita, she sat in the next wallet, and whispering I invited her: “Can Anita be the two in front of the school today?” she looked, as if she had not understood it, her expression was of doubt, and then I answered it without even saying a word, just looked at her feet and she followed my look and soon understood, and her answer was no longer timid she said calmly and calmly without extolling any reaction: “Of course, I really needed it, both of them I will be here waiting for you” I looked and nodded with a confirmed head. I had to run, get home to lunch and clean up and set up the space where everything was going to happen, for all this had only one hour, and this was making me nervous, before 13:20 I had just finished lunch and started to organize the house, and I had a simple sweep through the floor, and I arranged the place, it was a perfect choice, I looked at the clock 13:50, I went running out and went to meet, before arriving my heart was moving my whole body so fast and strong that it was her heartbeat, I tried to take a deep breath and control the anxiety, I saw my little girl, my eyes were shining when I saw her, I wore the shirt of the uniform still, a white jeans, very tight in her body, blue Hawaiian slippers with colored drawings on the sole, and the hosts of the party were sweating, the color of the slipper highlighted the clear skin, my, I was standing in front with them, and then they would be in my hands. In less than a minute we were on the way home, and we talked about anything but feet or anything like that, but one thing caught my eye, I had a little pressure so we walked fast, and the sound of the slipper hitting her foot, it was leading me to another world outside the galaxy, I couldn't concentrate on the conversation anymore, just that sound and again the movie was going through my head, I closed my eyes for a second and I looked up, I opened my eyes, the strong sun dazzled my eyes and I kept walking and Anita talking. Coming to the hill where I die, we stopped to breathe, I got down, put my hands on my knee and lowered my back leaning on them, she put her hand on her waist, and looked at me seemed suspicious of something, and it wasn't long before I found out I was right: "Our place is this salon, huh? We are in the middle of a neighborhood, there should be no salon around here” I had to answer it, and tell the truth: “ Anita this time we are not going to go to any salon, we are going to go to my house, I will be the pedicure this time”, after that for 2 seconds nothing was said, her silence made me distressed, but I let her digest the story. She looked at me and said: “Look, I trust you, just as you trusted me to tell me about your fetish, as you yourself told me not even your parents know it, so let’s go home and do my foot.” What I felt at the time was a great mix of emotions, happiness for her to trust me so much, and fear of doing something wrong and putting everything to waste, almost without thinking I gave her a very strong hug, she responded, and so she pointed to the hill's self, and said, "Is it this way?" I waved that yes with my head, slowly we went up the hill. At the end of it we were gasping, we arrived at the door of the building, the doorman immediately recognized me and opened the social gate, entered and in about 2 minutes was opening the door of my house, Anita asked for permission, and entered asked to sit on the couch, and in a corner of the room, there was a beige upholstered chair, a normal round basin on top of a dark pink bath towel, almost a pink, in front was a lower seat than the chair on the side a small blue bag open, and you could see the nail polishes and the finger separator. I went to the kitchen and warmed up some water, came back and took the basin and filled with water and with soap I took back to its place of origin and without wasting another second I went to her until she held her by hand and I looked into her eyes and she opened a smile of who really gave herself to me, fully trusted one person, I took to the corner prepared to position her and prepare to start another dream. She sat down and looked down and folded the bar of her pants, still of Hawaiians I asked her not to take it off, she looked at me and stopped moving I went to her, I knelt down and took her right foot in my hand I took her up close to my face closed my eyes, pulled the strongest air through my nose, I smelled it, and without opening my eyes I slipped my hand to the end of the slipper. I took it off. I lifted his foot to a level above my face, touched firm with my hands all the extension of the sole, I controlled myself and took my foot to the basin, only when I felt the water released him. Anita was paralyzed in the chair, realized that I was living moments of extreme happiness and maybe that's why she kept quiet, just following my movements, facilitating the handling of her feet. With my breath panting and my heart is about to attack, I left for the left foot, again I held firm on him, and I took his slipper, I took him to his final address. Already with her foot in the basin, I prepared a bath towel, folded in the middle and put on my knees holding a pumice stone in my left hand, asked her to remove a foot from the water and take it to me, her look made me feel comfortable and that's how I started to rub her heel warmly, it was a matter of 1 minute or less, her toe was very soft and soft, didn't need much effort on sandpaper. Without going back in the water, I asked for the other one I screwed to the same extent, maybe a little less. I looked at the blue bag and I saw the green finger separator, I picked it up, I put it very fondly between your delicate little fingers, our I was floating, no money in the world would pay for the emotion there felt. With great care I cut the nails, which were already short was just finishing, there were almost no cuticles then neither did I touch them, and a phrase said by her caught my attention: “do not paint today, leave in natural color, pass at most a base” Without thinking I followed the instruction given by it, I passed a base layer, when I finished everything I left my feet resting on my bench and went to store the materials and get that basin out of there. After it was finished, I asked her to go to the couch, because I was going to give her a massage and it would be more comfortable for her, I took the cream and put a small amount in my hand and started a nice massage. When I was done with both feet, Anita was taking a nap, and I was very careful to get up and put the cream away, and I waited for her to wake up without my influence, and before we left I told her: “Anita I am very ashamed to ask this, but I did not have the courage to do it without your permission” Still sleepy replied: “If you don’t ask I can’t leave” Nervous I made the request: “Can I kiss you on the foot?”, I closed my eyes and I felt my cheek turning red, a laugh made me look at it: “I knew that at some point you would ask me something like that and I was preparing to say yes” There was no way it was true, I was dreaming, or I was already in heaven and I didn't even realize it, but still, I knelt down and slowly moved my trunk to its smelly, delicate feet, with a single move I gave him a kiss right in the middle of his pink little sun. I took her to the school where she took the bus back to her house, walked away, but it looked like she was in the clouds, not on the asphalt.