When we met Kris, we were shooting three of the models on location at a nearby park.  Everything was going good until a small group of children ran over to where we were.  I was hoping someone would call them back to the other side of the playground.   The children began asking questions as to what we were doing, and why the models had their shoes off, and why were we taking pictures in the playground.  Sure, I like kids and all, and I know we were invading their space, but I just wanted them to go away.  They were wasting my time and I was racing against the clock in terms of the sun setting.  Soon I heard a voice call out to the children to come back to the other side of the playground, but they were just so infatuated with what we were doing, that they didn't move.

 

"Did you guys hear me?  I said come back over there where I can see you,"  said the young lady.

 

The children began to giggle and run back across the playground.

 

"I'm sorry, I hope they didn't bother you," said the young lady.

 

"No, they were just asking a few questions," Rolanda told her.

 

"Are you guys shooting for a magazine," said the lady.

 

"No, this is for a website on the internet," I said.

 

As she stood behind me, I looked down at her feet, but she had on gym shoes. 

 

"You wear about a 8½ or 9 don't you," Rolanda asked.

 

"Yes, how did you know," she said.

 

" Well as you can see feet are our business, I said."

 

"What type of website are these pictures for," she asked.

 

"They're for a foot fetishism website.  Do you have pretty feet," I asked.

 

"Sure I do, I get compliments on them when I go out to clubs," she said.

 

"We would ask you to take off your shoe, but since you have the children with you, I won't do that, Rolanda told her."

 

"Those are my nieces and nephews, and they are very nosey," she said. 

"I see that," Rolanda chuckled.

 

"Do you think you would like to pose for us?"

 

"It looks like fun, and I know that people would like my feet," she said.

 

"Oh really," I said.

 

"Well, I would really like to see your feet then, are you available today?"

 

"Wow, you guys don't waste anytime do you," she said.

 

"I just have to take them home and after that I'm free," she said.

 

"That sounds good!  Oh by the way, my name is Rolanda and this is John.  This is one of newest models Eboni."

 

"Cool.  My name is Kris with a K," she said.

 

"Nice to meet you.  I can give you our address and you can come over in an hour," Rolanda said.

 

"Sure that's fine, I'm a little curious as to what it is you guys do."

 

In a little over an hour Kris arrived.  She was still wearing her gym shoes, but this time there were no kids around.  As I offered Kris a seat, I told her to take off her shoes so that we could see her pretty feet.  I gave her a hand as I quickly pulled off her shoe and took a big whiff. It had that good foot odor to it.  She looked at me as if I were some kind of nut.  I looked at her feet and noticed she had some very nice wrinkles.  We talked for a little while to get her loosened up and then we went to work.  She loved every minute of it too.