Selina and Gale go inside to freshen up and get drinks. Leaving you with Tiffany. You are really nervous. The southern hottie with beautiful legs and feet just kept staring at you through her sunglasses. She smiled at you, trying to break the silence.
However, you couldn't help but look at her feet. They were pale, but smooth. Her toenails weren't painted, but that didn't matter. After a few seconds, you heard her ask something.
"Something wrong?" she asked. You looked at her face, she had taken off her sunglasses to reveal the prettiest hazel eyes.
"Wow! You're really pretty," you slip out. Oops. She smiles at your remark.
"Thanks," she said, "How old are you?"
"19. You?"
"Just turned 18 last week," she snickered. You smile at her. She put her sunglasses back on lied down on the large towel. It was almost as if she was teasing you. Then you looked at her feet again. Her toes were flexed and wiggling, then she scrunched her toes and wrinkled her soles. You stared, amazed by their beauty.
"What's wrong with my feet?" she asked. You caught you.
"What do you mean?"
"Well," sighed Tiffany, "I've noticed you looking at them and wondered if something was wrong," while talking, she brought up her foot to her to check if everything was ok. She then began rubbing her soles with her hands as if they hurt her. Then she looked up at you?
What do you tell her?
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