It was unfortunate that I felt myself quite alone in this. I had never heard of foot fetishism, and was certain that I was some kind of freak.It was many years until I realized that there were legions of fellow foot lovers. I began to find magazines that were targeted to this interest. I discovered the work of Elmer Batters, may he rest in peace. This realization of commonality was liberating to me. My young wife at the time was sympathetic to my preferences. At least, she enjoyed the foot rubs, even if my solekisses and toelicks were a little far out for her. Alas, we parted many years ago, but I still miss her beautiful feet and sculpted soles.

Have you ever realized what a blessing it is to be wired this way? Far from the problem I thought I had as a youngster, Foot Fetishism has been a blessing. Consider the fun we footfets have just looking around us! And the unexpected places you see feet! I found a pretty hot soloeshot in the Wall Street Journal forcryin' out loud!And, to the best of my knowledge, nobody ever got AIDS from a foot. We can, if we wish, have a fully satisfying sexual experience and avoid all sorts of "risky behavior". 

So, keep your eyes open and your peckers up. The next foot you see could be the best yet.