People call me creepy but I don’t care. I like what I like. I don’t judge them on their past-times or…fetishes. I used to be a shoe salesman for a very large department store chain but of course, no one understood. They ridiculed and taunted me. It was not like I did anything while in the view of a customer. I kept the pleasure to the backroom while transporting shoes back and forth for them to try on. After I could no longer take the torments of my esteemed co-workers, I made a change and began working at the roller-rink.

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