I knew right away I had to have her feet, so I gave her my info so we could meet up later and do a shoot. She was pretty skeptical about the idea ever since her jail friend told her about it on the phone. Needless to say, I didn't necessarily inspire a lot of confidence by being some schmoe with a foot fetish in a seedy late night gas station parking lot LOL!
These nuances of how we met would not hinder the great relationship that Shiloh and I developed over the years, from going out to eat or even gambling. I even got more hook-ups from her jail-buddy who knew all the hot women! In fact, the dude almost got his butt whooped one time by an angry big boyfriend who was at work when he arranged the foot hookup with the dude's "ole lady". I'll never forget that day how the angry b/f was yelling on the phone constantly when he shoulda been focused on his roofing job (which eventually led to us having to end the shoot early on that particular day). Ahhh, the life and times of a desperate foot fetishist...
