From this day forward I had accidentally struck lucky with a bloody gold mine – guys were messaging me constantly, all I had to do was take pictures of my feet in battered shoes, send it them and they would pay for the shoes to be sent out. EASY PEASY right?

I became quite the business woman, pushing for add-on sales with worn tights and socks, it was all running along smoothly. I had set up a PayPal account, new email, eBay page and was on my way.

Some guys even messaged me just asking to pay me money as they liked the idea of having their last tenner snatched from them. One bloke even set up a standing order to my account for £10.00 per week. Let me stress I did absolutely nothing to earn this – he just wanted to feel used.

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We agreed that I would ring him once a week and give him some abuse down the phone, but I never actually bothered to do this and he seemed to like this even more when I just ignored him.

Another one asked me to send him links of expensive make up. He would buy it, I would meet him somewhere safe and busy, walk up to him, snatch it out of his hand and walk away without speaking.

Shoe orders were coming through thick and fast and even my mum was sending me shoes to sell at one point that she had collected from her work friends. Black heels were a clear best seller, battered and well worn so thanks to Mama B and her army of mature ladies I was well stocked up and was earning a pretty penny.

Never one to be selfish, I would sell shoes for other people and give them their dollar for an admin fee of course. I was in my element. As time went on though, the requests got weirder. No longer did they just want an image of the new purchase on my foot, they were now giving specific instructions like ‘Just hang the shoe off your big toe and let it swing carelessly from your foot’.

Guys with these fetishes need more and more and more. I was overrun with emails demanding videos of me walking in the shoes or out dancing in them, on more than one occasion I was offered extra cash to do some very uncouth things with them, which I shall leave to your imagination as I gracefully declined the offer.

This one guy in particular turned into a full blown whoppa – shoe overload I assume. He had made an order for 2 pairs of shoes, a pair of lace ankle socks and a pair of used tights, he also wanted a DVD specially made for him of the items being worn in and used just for him. When he was told clearly it was not going to happen he became a mega nightmare, calling all hours of the day, leaving threatening messages and even threatening to post pictures I had sent to him previously on the Internet. Considering he only had a picture of my feet I was obviously not too concerned about this.

‘GO AHEAD YOU MASSIVE TWAT’ I replied.