Chapter 9

About a week later, Danny was gathering his books while in his class at school. He was also being very quiet as he was putting his books into his book bag. He simply wanted to get everything ready as he was about to leave the classroom.

While he was getting ready to leave as he completed getting his stuff in his bag, his instructor approached him.

“Danny,” she began.

“Yes, Professor Hill,” Danny replied.

“How have you been doing?” she asked.

“Why do you ask?” Danny wondered.

“I have noticed lately that you are not paying much attention to any of the young ladies around you,” Professor Hill replied. “Are you interested in anyone?”

“Not right now,” he replied back. “I just want to get through school first and then, I’ll look for someone for that.”

“I’ve also noticed that when you do look, you gaze upon their feet if they are wearing sandals,” she added. “Is that what you are into, Danny? Are you into young ladies’ feet?”

“Professor Hill,” Danny said a little hurried. “I don’t want to discuss that with you as that is my business. Please respect that, okay.”

“Danny,” Professor Hill answered. I just asked a simple question. If that is what you are into, you can tell me if you are. It’s okay.”

Danny simply picked up his bag off of the floor and hurried out of the classroom.

About an hour later, he arrived home to see his mother sitting in the living room. He placed his bag on the floor where the dining room table was and walked into the living room.

“Hello son,” Karen greeted. “How was your day?”

“Terrible, mom,” Danny answered.

“Why?” Karen wondered.

“One of my instructors had the nerve to ask me way too personal questions,” Danny replied. “She had the nerve to ask me about if I had any interest in anyone. She also had the nerve to bring up something about me looking at the feet of other young ladies there.”

“Really?!” Karen responded very surprised. “That instructor did have nerve to even think of asking you these things or even implying about that. That is really none of their business.”

“I know, mom,” Danny said. “I mean, I can’t really help it. The sight of a ladies sexy and beautiful feet are a turn-on for me. I just got perturbed about being asked this by my instructor, I also stormed out angrily from the classroom as I was afraid that she might go even deeper than what she was already asking me.”

“I understand how you feel, Danny,” Karen answered. “That instructor had no right to impose on you or even pry into your business. I think you handled the situation pretty well.”

“Thanks mom,” Danny replied gratefully.

However, my son,” Karen replied. “I know how you can be cheered up after what happened.”

“Really?” Danny wondered. “How?”

“Let’s go to my room, Danny,” Karen answered. “I have been doing lots of work all day since you have been in school and right now, mother needs servicing at her feet and I know you would love to do that, wouldn’t you?”

Danny took his mother’s hand and led her to her room. He was smiling brighly at her suggestion as he did enjoy doing that for her.

Once they were in Karen’s room, Karen laid down on her bed and turned to her right side. She also kicked off her slippers as she laid on it.

“Okay my son,” Karen said. “Mother needs servicing real bad. Now go to work, Danny, and do what you need to do to please your mother.”