Twenty five years ago, or something like that- it was in what certainly feels like another lifetime now, I made the acquaintance of a woman who was a phone sex operator and a fetish model. The interesting thing about her, well actually there were a few interesting things, but the one which stuck in my mind is that she only modeled shoes and most of her phone clientele had a shoe or foot fetish. She was a very large woman with small, exquisite feet. Yes, of course I made her show them to me. Wouldn't you? Today we have nicer adjectives for women of her size, but back then I just thought she was huge. Except for her feet. She was maybe a size 6 and she had perfectly shaped ankles.  Nothing else about her physical presence appealed to me personally, but I had to admit she was perfect for this particular job, except for the fact that she had a strong Brooklyn accent which I found funnier than hell and not at all sexy. Every now and again I would get her to tell me stories about the men she made her living off of and I would insist she tell me these stories in her "phone voice." The whole idea that men would actually call her and pay good money to have her describe her shoes and how she would walk all over them in her 5 inch feels was hilarious to me. At least until I met a professional dominatrix about a year later and then the whole shoe thing just seemed silly.