I used to use an app called Whisper. When I was on it, I posted a message that I wanted to meet up with a woman I didn’t know, give her a foot massage, maybe kiss her feet, and then leave. And that would be it. Yes, obviously I have a foot fetish.
A woman responded and said she was interested. We chatted awhile and I verified she wasn’t catfishing me and vice versa. She was the lead of a building maintenance crew in a particular office building, so near the end of the day she left a particular door unlocked, and gave me instructions on how to find one particular unused office within the building. She would meet me there at 6:30pm that same day.
I did exactly that, and I remember my heart racing as I came down the hallway of this mostly-empty office building, and I saw the door of the described office cracked open. And a woman was sitting inside with her shoes off, just chilling in a chair.