My mother had always told me that there is nothing that speaks volumes about your manhood (or lack thereof) like your shoes your belt. Of course along the way, i made rules of my own and discovered things that took more priority over others. But, however, the shoe and belt thing also became a huge part of my reality. I have always been a sneakers kind of person but these days, by some power of some force, that is slowly becoming a thing of the past. Over the last year or so i have been trying to maintain my resistence from the shoe bug but that, my dear friends, is proving to be a losing (or lost) battle. I have this increasing obsession over shoes and part of me is not even sure if i want to keep resisting. Putting on a good pair of shoes has proved to me more orgasmic than any sexual escapade known to me. Could i be crossing over to the dark side maybe???
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