This feels like it happened years ago, but it was just August of 2018! (I'm posting it in early January 2019.) Right now as I sit and type this it's cold and rainy in the NYC area, but when this happened it was sultry hot and humid. There weren't many people on the lawn as a result, and I was crapping out -- not good because the lawn is almost constantly closed now, so when it's open, I really need things to happen. But then things happened.
There were so few people on the lawn, I actually saw her arrive. She was tall, she had long amazing legs, a long torso, and a mesmerizing contrast between her dark hair and her skin, as fair as an elf, like porcelain, like ivory, like milk. What so many Goth girls try so desperately to have, she has by nature. She had on a sleeveless number that showed her snow-white shoulders, a sight which was, frankly, MAGNIFICENT. I could see when she arrived that she was tense, it was in her body language. She sat in the shady part of the lawn, even though it was overcast, which I guess is just a habit when you are so fair skinned (I am too, but I'm not in her league, no sir). She put her legs up, her business heels remaining on. She was pretty enough that I watched her from across the lawn anyway. She put her arms out, then brought them together slowly. She seemed to calm a little immediately. Interesting. But then I went back to scanning the lawn. A few minutes passes and my eye drifted her way and I saw the pumps were off and her feet were bare and I immediately got up.
When I sat in front of her, her eyes were closed and she had her arms out to her sides, palms pointed upward. I think she must have seen me out of the corner of her eye though, because as was fidgeting with the camcorder, she put her arms to her sides and they more or less stayed that way, and she opened her eyes and looked at her phone, wriggling her big feet around lightly now and then and scrunching them once or twice. But eventually she closed her eyes again and kept her breathing closely moderated, listening to something on her phone via buds -- I'm guessing meditation music or sounds. Stressful job, I'll wager, and she was taking a break to center herself.
She was beautiful, reminding me of an actress but I couldn't put my finger on which -- a mixture of Elizabeth McGovern and Madeline Stowe, maybe, when they were both young? Maybe. Hey eyebrows were works of art. Her feet were large, about size 9.5 or 10, and they were as flawless and soft as the rest of her ivory skin, her blood-red toenail polish a stark contrast. Beautifully shaped, they cried out to me, I'm very sensitive! That of course is why I love feet, so opened the viewfinder and began shooting.
I know now that she knew what I was doing, but when I was shooting I wasn't sure, and that bothers me. I sit and shoot in a way that is both low-key but also fully visible to the woman, so she knows and can put a stop to it if she wants. But she didn't seem to be looking and then she closed her eyes for a long time. But when I reviewed the clip I saw right away that she glances right down at the camera on numerous occasions. I was worried that she was stressed and trying to decompress and being candidly shot might not be the best thing for that, but based on what I see when I look at this, my presence doesn't seem to have mattered to her at all.
Except for one point a few minutes into the segment, when she put her feet down (which I thought was for good, but was just for about forty seconds), she had those big porcelain beauties up the whole time, ankles crossed, sometimes twitching or flexing them as she meditated, all the while being aware that a man was shooting video of her with the soles of her beautiful bare feet front and center in the shoot. Yet she mostly kept her eyes closed, with that thought it her mind. I don't know about you, but that is a HUGE TURN-ON FOR ME! She got a text that seems to have called her right back to the office, as she shoved those big feet in their black pumps and strode right off the lawn. When she left she looked so much more relaxed than when she had arrived, and I admired her ability to exercise control in that way. Another observation I had: she's fucking white-hot, and so are her soft, sexy soles. lol
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