Relief began to wash over you as you realized the toes in front of you were plain and unpainted, completely untouched by the bloody red coating of nail polish. As luck would have it you weren't on the foot of Sam's mother, but Sammy herself.
Silently you counted your lucky stars that you landed on the bare foot of your best friend rather than her mother's, who from what Sam described hated men with a passion. You didn't know what was up with that, but you knw for certain you didn't want to find out. Instead you kept your focus on Sam... or rather her foot.
You often daydreamed about what it would be like to be this close to her, and now you were literally however small on the surface of her silky smooth skin, surrounded by the sweet aroma of her foot lotion. But, as fun as this was you were still in a dangerous position.
Staying on top of Sam's foot like was incredibly risky. Not only did you risk being seen out in the open, but Sam was barefoot. There was nothing her to latch onto when she inevitably started moving again. If she started walking now then you could be launched practically anywhere and she would never know.
You had to find a place to hunker. Down, the only question was where? You scanned the surface of your friend's foot until your eyes settled on her toes. That's when it hit you. You could wedge yourself between them. If you did then you'd be hidden from her mom and no doubt she'd be able to feel you to. It was perfect.
With that plan in mind, you began to make a made dash for her toes. As you did you looked up to the two goddess and noticed Sam making constant grabs at her crotch with a look of panic that told you she just now noticed you weren't there.
"SOMETHING WRONG DEAR?" The mountain that was her mother asked.
"UH... NO... NO NOTHING'S WRONG I JUST... GOT THE FEELING I MAY HAVE LOST SOMETHING." Sam explained nervously as her mother pat her on the shoulder.
You needed to hurry!
"WELL THEN, I'LL LEAE YOU TO IT. MAYBE WE CAN MEET UP FOR LUNCH OR SOMETHING NEXT WEEK. YOU BEHAVE, AND MIND YOUR STUDIES, ALRIGHT?"
Sam managed to smile. "DON'T WORRY, MOM... I WILL."
The two embrace one last time before finally separating to go there separate ways.
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