"There, isn't that better. ... and such pretty little bare feet" Anne smiled triumphantly as she admired the dainty, unpainted toes. "Why, would you ever wear socks Flattered, but still recovering from the shock of her feet being bared by Anne, Sarah responded "Only hippies go barefoot" "Well then, I guess I'm hippy..... and you should be too" With this Anne kissed the sole of Sarah's right foot playfully, before climbing off her and laying back on the grass.
Sarah decided to accept her barefooted state, and enjoy the sun and the view. The two women talked a while, before Anne drifted off. She was awoken by the sensation of grass lightly scratching at her soles. It was a sensation she knew and loved, but she was surprised to see that her tormentor was Sarah. She scrunched and flexed her soles in response to the tickling, and Sarah giggled with delight. "Not only are they smelly, but ticklish too!" "Haha, just wait, I'll get you back"
Sarah explained that she was restless and ready to head back to the car. Anne agreed and gathered their discarded shoes as well as her own socks. She decided to suggest they remain barefooted until they reach the car. With a little cajoling, Sarah agreed. They set off an the leisurely walk in the afternoon soon, with a spring in their steps, and smiles on their faces.
When the pair reached the car both were feeling relaxed, if a little tired from the walking. Sarah flopped in the passenger seat, with her bare legs and feet dangling out of the open door. Anne walked around to the boot, opened it, placed the trainers inside and closed it. She then got in the drivers side and closed the door. "What about our shoes and socks?' "Oh, come on Sarah, we hardly need them now" "but.... but.. you can't drive barefoot, its illegal" "No it isn't dear, and its also very liberating. You should try it some time"
Sarah spent the drive home in silence, thinking about the things Anne had said, and her conflicting feelings about being barefoot. As she did she studied her feet as she dug her toes into the soft mat. She had to admit that she had enjoyed spending the afternoon without her shoe or socks, but she was worried that people might see. But what did she have to be worried about- Anne was right, her feet were very pretty, and she took good care of them. She decided that maybe she could try being barefooted more often, after all Anne seemed to enjoy it so much.
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