"My socks just came off..." I slowly lowered myself onto the couch...the day still palpable in my legs, and especially in my feet. Warm. Slightly damp. My socks were clamped tightly around my skin - full of smell, full of memories of today. As I took them off, very slowly... I felt the air slide past my toes. My red nails emerged, my bare feet finally found peace - and you may now enjoy what was left behind: my socks. Soaked in me - soft, warm, a tad naughty. They lay ready, fresh off my feet. Smell it already Norah 💋