Like many young women, Baylee’s bright and smooth feet wore a pair of fashionable sneakers.

Her feet didn’t stink, but carried an unspeakable beauty that shone as the sneakers were removed.

Harvey had no intention of enjoying the sight; he took a few glances at the sneakers after Baylee took them off.

“The Tracker Barley’s liquid is right under your soles. You must’ve stepped on it unintentionally. The simplest way is to deal with the shoes and change a flight. Normally speaking, it’d be way