Your family friend Rachael that you've known your whole life is visiting you at you apartment. She's a cute goth girl with some of the best feet you've ever seen. You've never made any moves on her feet, worried about how she would react, but today you had a golden oppurtunity. Rachael had left her well worn boots near the front door, and she was currently in the bathoom.

Deciding this was your chance, you hurried over and buried your face in the, taking deep whiffs of the pungent aroma. The scent was so intoxicating that you didn't realize how much time had passed until you heard footsteps approaching the room. Looking back you saw Rachael standing there, staring at you in surprise.

After a few moments of silence, a smirk formed on Rachael's face. "So , do you like how my boots smell?"