my local shop just got some 09s in and i tried them on
ive never had a boot fit my foot before. i was in euphoria.
The girl asked my name, we stared into eachother's eyes. The words were stuck in my mouth as i was glancing out of the corner of my eye at the spk using peripheral vision.
I almost didn't notice that i pushed her aside into a rack of skis which fell on top of her completely hiding any signs of her body. I was pulled towards the boots.
Associates came over to move me out of the area so they could dig her out of the rubble but I growled and ripped off my shirt, revealing my bodybuilder muscles. The employees, obviously intimidated went about their business.
I took the spk off of the rack, unbuckling ever so gently. I was enjoying every second of it while my tunnel vision kept me locked on sight.
I put my foot in. It was complete pleasure. I took it out. I put it back in. I took it back out. "Quit teasing me, boot", I screamed.
I then clicked the alarm button on my clockstoppers watch and yogged out of the room.
The ending of my story shall be written once I find a glorious member of NS to sell me this fine boot.