I have a very strict policy of never buying any used porn from homeless men on Sixth Ave — but this time I had to make an exception.
This baby was too good to pass up; it’s a classic. I know what you’re thinking: “Maverick of the foot fetish world” is a term so overused it’s become trite and meaningless, but how else can you describe Bob Jones? The angles, the suspense, developing each toe as a dynamic character — he even leaves the story open-ended while still providing the audience with a sense of closure. I smell sequel!