Thursday, July 12, 2007

Lady Macbeth and the ShoeBoy

Lady Macbeth visited me last Monday.

Leaving her job behind and traipsing half way across the world to Costa Rica for Spanish Lessons. I knew there was a reason I liked her.

We met whilst I was travelling and she lives in Sydney. That said, she and I are good friends. It isn’t often you feel completely at ease around people. With her, this is the case. And this is why she is able to tell me that one of her Ex BoyF’s has a shoe fetish.

Pointy red shoes with killer heels, or so she said.

‘He makes me try them on when we’re out shopping and gets very excited as I put them on.’

Shoe fetishes/foot fetishes are no knew thing, granted, but it was the part of our conversation (that took place as we were both attempting to fall asleep) where she suggested that he wanted to fuck the shoe, that rendered me completely awake.

Where precisely would his cock fit into the shoe?
Wouldn’t a hearty fucking be incredibly painful?

And there was I, thinking he might simply enjoy looking at the shoes, looking at her in the shoes, maybe only the shoes. Perhaps, I thought, he might lick them, as I’ve seen done a number of times before.

That the ShoeBoy may have connections with the Turkish Mafia seems an ancillary point alongside this shoe fetish.

Lady Macbeth also suffers from anything but English/Australian man syndrome. This condition manifests itself exactly the way one might expect. She only seems to find attractive and date men who live miles away, but who have fit bodies. That men are drawn to her like flies to a candle remains an undisputed fact. It’s just the distance can and always will create barriers both to love and sex.

Leading on from this, it is positive news that she seems to have found a great Costa Rican for whom she has feelings. And, as far as we are aware, there is none of this shoe frolicking business. That said, we all have our fetishes. Some people take longer to embrace theirs than others.

For now, Lady Macbeth is refreshed, filled with life and possibilities. And this is no bad place to be.

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