Her feet were dipped in water; water that was warm. The bundle of peaks and the bubbles from a thousand breaths underneath her sole brought her peace.
She felt calm. Just then her foot was pulled out from the solace of damp and was wrapped in fuzziness. But this soft touch didn’t last too long. The calm was ruffled turning into froth and foam. Soon after the tiny grime like balls danced up and down on her feet. It made her feel ticklish. This whole experience of damp and tickle gave her so many sensations. No wonder she was so regular with her monthly pedicures.
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