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History of a foot fetishist incipient. Fresh, WET, pure and fragrant "This is it,  Fresh, wet, pure and fragrant, Cecilia, Whose underwear Awakens my senses and..." David looked up from the folio where he had scribbled these 5  Verses and decided that as a poet was a failure. He looked out the window, as he always did from 7 months ago  When those girls hired a car the floor in front of you. The fetishism. The sexual fetishism. According to the dictionary of  The RAE, in his third sense, "sexual deviation of fixing  Some of the human body or some related garment as an object of  The arousal and desire". Brushed lightly with the tip of the fingers of the panties  Lycra salmon color that was to the left of the folios flouted with their  Poor verses. And a shiver ran down his back. Meanwhile, Cecilia, right on the floor in front, on the other side  The neighbors yard, he felt he was sick. Fed up of not knowing that  Lingerie store get parra buy underwear, because in almost all  Already the tildaban neighborhood of crazy. Fed up with spent almost a quarter of what  He entered his parents every month in the bank only and exclusively  In knickers and bras. Fed up. Sick and tired of carrying more than 5 months. Sick and tired of  Sniffing in the drawers of her classmates floor with such to find some  Evidence that will show you who the thief. Fed up. The previous week had bought 15 sets of panties  In large department stores - were on offer and had to take advantage of - and up to  A saleswoman had commented in tone socarrón: "Forgive me, pretty, but  These are not disposable, eh?". What was said, fed up. She sighed. Narrowing his eyes gave him one last drag of his  Cigarette, crushed it with determination in the ashtray and headed for his  Room. At the end of the day, television had nothing good to offer  The morning... and she had to study. Your room, unlike those of her classmates  Floor, overlooking an inner courtyard, as well as the kitchen. It was a tiny courtyard,  Pretty uncomfortable, since its strings of hanging clothes were far less than  A meter of the strings of their neighbors across the street.  Precisely where David lived with his family. Cecilia never had seen them, but I knew it was a  Married with two children: a girl of about 12 years and a boy that Cecilia  It was estimated would also be in the University, and whose room was right  In front of yours. All this he knew because, despite the fact that it had not  Seen, could hear them. However, by whom she felt more curiosity was by the  Chico. I was looking forward to seeing you. Sometimes he had glimpsed by between  The curtains of her bedroom window, but I've never seen him well, nor  Even enough to recognize you if found  With the down the street, in the portal, where outside.  All in all, no more than mere curiosity. She was very  Well with her boyfriend. In fact, get to know David was not among his plans more  Immediate. In the end, if you had been happy to ignore its existence,  It would also be even knowing it. It was only a boy more, without importance. What  Might be interested in your life? In addition, did the same was interested in  It in those 7 months in those who were being neighbors? NO. Because of that. Only  One more. It was only the neighbor across the street. What I didn't know Cecilia was how wrong she was. Just in those moments, David, from your room and the other  Courtyard side, turned to look out the window and saw her. She was sitting to the  Table in his desk, less than 2.5 meters from the, thoughtful... absorbed in only  God knows what kind of ideas. Cecilia, so far yet so near. Perhaps thinking in  The whereabouts of his underwear. Poor girl. And to think that everything had begun  As a game, as something forbidden, steal the panties to the neighbor, had only  Been a grace, a joke. A funny anecdote to tell friends  Any night of drunkenness, retain the trophy, panties, only a few...  But that soon multiplied to become a varied  Collection, almost by magic ate. The matter had gotten out of hand. He felt  A glimmer of guilt. He was sure that he was doing to spend a  Fortune in panties, but...that was much stronger than him. And that is that, from  It had been several months (maybe 5, did not remember well), had somehow managed  To steal to Cecilia the underwear that tended in the strings the courtyard  Interior. If encaramaba enough from the window of your  Sister, could reach the strings of route without any problem, remove the  Tweezers and take your prize. Although what David regret was that they were panties  And bras freshly washed, because it would have given what was not yet written by  Get the dirty clothes and without washing his neighbor. To perceive their odors  Intimate, able to feel, with the fingertips, a possible moisture in  The area of the panties that had been in contact with their sex. The sex of Cecilia. No. That's not attracted him so much. But his underwear...possess the old underwear  Cecilia the most used one, would be the culmination. A pure dirt, a fresh flavor and  A damp, smelly pleasure. Pure fresh, wet, smelly and Cecilia. Then David dared. Descorrio curtains and opened  Their window, allowing that Cecilia, across the courtyard,  Perceived the movement. She reached to see him well before he laid down and  And how long was back on the bed, naked from the waist down and with  Some of their old panties (the first stole), on his face. David  He began to masturbate slowly, feeling between your teeth the tissue of the  Panties, letting her moans escape his throat, waiting, wishing  She reached to hear him, to see him... And Cecilia, a few meters away, from his window, he could see  Amazed that show, almost not daring to blink, fearing that only  It will be a mirage, and without reaching recognize as their own those panties  Salmon color that your neighbor biting while masturbating... Alienates the Valley.-