Julie couldn’t reject him, so she walked towards the bedroom in a pout, and lay on the bed, casually reaching for her feet, and propping them in his face. Let him smell them!
The man sat on the bed. He saw blood and pus flowing from Julie’s sole, and, on taking a closer look, discovered that there were three broken blisters. He held Julie’s ankle, and gently laid her feet across his lap.
As the cold ointment was applied, her calf muscle tightened. Thompson glanced at her fingers, which had just gripped the pillow; she was in pain, but remained silent the entire time.
Thompson’s movements became lighter, and Julie felt as though she was being kissed by a feather. Julie tilted her head, noticing the pain in her sole transform to coolness. The cotton swab was like a feather moving from he
