My Little Anita

My little Anita Introduction I've always had a foot fetish, I don't even remember what it was the first time I looked at a woman's foot with different eyes, but one thing in me has always been different from most fetishists, I love watching pedicure, and especially the part where you fuck your feet, and my favorite part of your feet isn't your fingers, it's your heels and my favorite color isn't red is white. The story I kept this secret for many and many years, I was always afraid to tell, I was afraid to be judged as a late or even depraved, but this year of 2010 I was at my limit, I couldn't bear to keep all that inside of me, and I decided to choose someone to vent it could not be any one, I had to trust this chosen one a lot, and the chosen one was a friend, Anita, she is short, pretty face, and body proportional to her weight and height, she is all delicate and sweet, a girl's love, and then I put my plan into practice, one day at MSN, told her everything about my fetish, in the first five minutes she seemed unresponsive, but soon knew what to say, and since then I've been venturing about the difficulty of being a teen with foot fetish. But one day the conversation went further, and in the middle of the conversation I was very nervous and with fear told her about an old desire to see a woman do her foot in a salon, so then I made Anita a proposal, somewhat normal, yet strange, said to her: “Anita, if I take you and pay you will you do your foot in the hall?” But what Anita didn't know was the location of this room. Your shy answer came to change my life: “Yes, I’m in, just tell me what time you come to get me and I’ll be waiting for you.” My hands were shaking, my heart was at a million, I lost my senses for a second, I went crazy with that answer. At the same moment I just said, “Can tomorrow after lunch be for you?” Again the answer came timid, and after a few minutes of torture she said to me: “Yes it is good for me”. I didn't sleep at night I went without sleeping to school, in class we exchanged looks as if we were going to perform a secret mission, mysterious looks with a slight smile on our lips, we acted in a normal way, and we didn't touch the subject, the sign of the exit hit, my heart already started to get faster and my hands shivering, I couldn't eat almost anything either, I just soiled the dish, so exactly at 1:30 p.m. I sent a message with the words: “Anita at two o’clock agent is in front of the mall?” The answer came almost immediately: “Yes, both, it is marked” At 1:58 p.m. I was already waiting for her, when she arrived she was wearing a white mini blouse regatta, with a dark jeans and havaianas slim of golden buckles and light gold yellow sole, my heart went off, and there was still a long way to the hall that is right in the center of the city, on a very well-known street here, we started walking, I guided the path, and looked in disguise at her beautiful, delicate, small feet, she realized, but she did not show concern for my harassing at her feet. After a long 15 minutes of walking, we got on the street and only a hundred yards away until I got to my Disneyland, by that time Anita was already behind me, and it didn't seem like she knew where we were going, I saw the orange facade, my God, it was sweating cold, on a very sunny day, my hands were shaking and my legs were soft, my dream was coming true. I stopped in front of the hall, Anita very calmly asked me: “Is this the hall?” I could not respond without action, I just looked at her face, she fired another sentence: “Go on, come on” I did not waste any more time, I held her in his hand and pulled her step up. We sat, in the waiting chairs, she crossed her legs, left on top of the right, and kept swinging her feet, the slipper attached to her fingers left on the sole of her sample foot for a few seconds before a nice blonde woman approached to steal my attention and say: “Yes?” I was out of action, Anita said: “I wanted to do my foot” and the woman just said “you wait a minute and I will prepare things” Anita just nodded, implying she agreed to wait. At this very moment I was paralyzed in the chair, there was no one else in the room, I was terrified and dying of happiness, the girl approached her again and called Anita with a gesture, she stood up and went, sat on a white plastic chair, calmly left the slippers on the floor and barefoot folded the bars of her pants one by one, and with her gaze fixed to me she put her feet in a black bowl lined with plastic with the rustical forms of a foot, there was water and soap in the basin, while the blonde folded and supported on her knees a white-faced towel, I looked at that scene, I could not let any detail escape, I would record it all as if it were a film on my head. After 5 minutes the girl asked her to take the right foot of the water, which was readily attended, Anita lifted her leg and supported her foot on the girl's knee, when she saw him coming closer, she lowered her trunk and came back with a piece of foot in hand, which was before empty, that was my moment of ecstasy, I went crazy, the girl passed her hand by the sweet girl's heel and began to sand her foot vigorously for about 2 minutes, her whole body moved, with the goings and coming from one side to the other, the woman's movements to screw her foot, the sound of the contact of the sand sand with the heel, I was sweating like a melody, I looked and kept every orchestrad movement made by the two in my memory, when she finished the right foot asked her to take the left foot to her, and without even taking the sand off the sand of the hand, the pedcurs resumed the energy process for another 2 minutes, I saw that scene again, I was one minute more minute with the girl, I had the girl after the floor, and I had the floor on the floored the girl, I had the floored the floor, and I was the Soon it was time to choose the enamels, all the ones Anita held in her hands looked at me, expecting some kind of approval and I granted this approval when she said “and a French girl?”, I nodded with my head, and the pedicurist also understood, and got to do the painting for me chosen. When the blonde girl said “I finished”, all of us (I the girl and the pedicurist) quickly looked at her feet sitting on the white chair, the girl began to gather the materials and at the same time Anita lowered her head and unfolded the bars of her pants, and wore very carefully her Hawaiians, opened a beautiful smile as she looked at her feet, and then raised her head to say thank you without even moving her lips with a glance. Then, with her already standing came the pedicurist's turn to receive her thanks: a simple thank you. That dream was realized in about 40 minutes, between me sitting next to Anita waiting, and the word said by her when she got up from the chair, about 40 minutes. I paid the real seven as if it were only a penny, I didn't even think of the amount spent, I could only fix my eyes on my little Anita's more than perfect feet. We took the way back and in that period everything went normal I smiled at the moment, next to my little girl, we talked as if none of that had happened, put her on the bus, waited for my goodbye kiss and the departure of the bus, but before the start a slight and graceful “thank you” came out of her delicate lips, but this time said in loud and good sound, accompanied by a beautiful smile. I didn't sleep that day either. Only one movie was on my mind, those little, well-made feet of my little Anita. I couldn't forget that story, today I'm almost asking again for my dream to come true, but this time my chosen one will be another, but this is not the right date for it to happen, I can only hope for the best, and it will happen quickly.