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One girl I was seeing completely got off on having my stuff laid at her feet.
One time she stayed at my place for a few days, and the whole time my vinyl collection was all over the floors in every room (including the bathroom and toilet)completely covering the flat, with only just enough space for me to be able to walk around, myself, without actually stepping on the records – which was actually quite hard and undignified to do, and which she never even considered doing.
She walked on those LPs in just about every kind of shoe/heel, as well as bare foot and in stockinged feet. She even put out cigarettes on them, grinding the lit ash them between her shoes and the grooves. Food got dropped, and trodden in… and she kind of got used to them being there, as time went on, but she still grinned and even laughed and enjoyed herself like mad when she was noticing, full on. Some of the older LPs cracked and smashed under her thinner heels. Others picked up scratches and perfect heel marks and dents…
This girl also stepped and walked all over a whole bunch of my clothes, including leather coats, indoors and outdoors – including in mud, in puddles, under the tables in restaurants, and on the floor whenever she was in my car. She even made a catwalk out of them (leather coats) from a house we were staying in, in the country, so she could get to her own car without stepping in the wet dirt – and then she drove off and ran one of them over.