would you want to give you a foot massage? =)

how about none cause the model needs the massage more then anyone since they are on their feet doing photo shoots and making videos for their sites to keeps all the members happy and satisfied.....

I would prefer the ones that DON'T want to give me a foot massage. I hate touching other people's feet, and I hate other people touching my feet.

Don't be asking me bout no foot massages...I'm the foot fucking master....got my technique down...don't be tickling or nothing...

and that makes me the clit commander!

Jules: He gave her a foot massage.

Vincent: A foot massage?

Jules nods his head: "Yes."

Vincent: That's all?

Jules nods his head: "Yes."

Vincent: What did Marsellus do?

Jules: Sent a couple of guys over to his place. They took him out on the patio of his apartment, threw his ass over the balcony. Nigger fell four stories. They had this garden at the bottom, enclosed in glass, like one of them greenhouses -- nigger fell through that. Since then, he's kinda developed a speech impediment.

Vincent: That's a damn shame. Still I hafta say, play with matches, ya get burned.

Jules: Whaddya mean?

Vincent: You don't be givin' Marsellus Wallace's new bride a foot massage.

Jules: You don't think he overreacted?

Vincent: Antwan probably didn't expect Marsellus to react like he did, but he had to expect a reaction.

Jules: It was a foot massage, a foot massage is nothing, I give my mother a foot massage.

Vincent: It's laying hands on Marsellus Wallace's new wife in a familiar way. Is it as bad as eatin' her out -- no, but you're in the same fuckin' ballpark.

Jules: Whoa...whoa...whoa...stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.

Vincent: Not the same thing, the same ballpark.

Jules: It ain't no ballpark either. Look maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but touchin' his lady's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her holyiest of holyies, ain't the same ballpark, ain't the same league, ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't mean shit.

Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?

Jules: Don't be tellin' me about foot massages -- I'm the fuckin' foot master.

Vincent: Given a lot of 'em?

Jules: Shit yeah. I got my technique down man, I don't tickle or nothin'.

Vincent: Have you ever given a guy a foot massage?

Jules: Fuck you.

Vincent: How many?

Jules: Fuck you.

Vincent: Would you give me a foot massage -- I'm kinda tired.

Jules: Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' pissed -- this is the door.

. . .

Jules: Look, just because I wouldn't give no man a foot massage, don't make
it right for Marsellus to throw Antwan off a building into a glass-motherfuckin-house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks. That ain't right, man. Motherfucker do that to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'd kill'a motherfucker.

Vincent: Im not sayin' he was right, but you're sayin' a foot massage don't mean nothing, and I'm sayin' it does. I've given a million ladiesa million foot massages and they all meant somethin'. We act like they don't, but they do. That's what's so fuckin' cool about 'em. This sensual thing's goin' on that nobody's talkin about, but you know it and she knows it, fuckin' Marsellus knew it, and Antwan shoulda known fuckin' better. That's his fuckin' wife, man. He ain't gonna have a sense of humor about that shit.

Jules: That's an interesting point, but let's get into character.

Originally Posted by Happy

Jules: He gave her a foot massage.

Vincent: A foot massage?

Jules nods his head: "Yes."

Vincent: That's all?

Jules nods his head: "Yes."

Vincent: What did Marsellus do?

Jules: Sent a couple of guys over to his place. They took him out on the patio of his apartment, threw his ass over the balcony. Nigger fell four stories. They had this garden at the bottom, enclosed in glass, like one of them greenhouses -- nigger fell through that. Since then, he's kinda developed a speech impediment.

Vincent: That's a damn shame. Still I hafta say, play with matches, ya get burned.

Jules: Whaddya mean?

Vincent: You don't be givin' Marsellus Wallace's new bride a foot massage.

Jules: You don't think he overreacted?

Vincent: Antwan probably didn't expect Marsellus to react like he did, but he had to expect a reaction.

Jules: It was a foot massage, a foot massage is nothing, I give my mother a foot massage.

Vincent: It's laying hands on Marsellus Wallace's new wife in a familiar way. Is it as bad as eatin' her out -- no, but you're in the same fuckin' ballpark.

Jules: Whoa...whoa...whoa...stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.

Vincent: Not the same thing, the same ballpark.

Jules: It ain't no ballpark either. Look maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but touchin' his lady's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her holyiest of holyies, ain't the same ballpark, ain't the same league, ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't mean shit.

Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?

Jules: Don't be tellin' me about foot massages -- I'm the fuckin' foot master.

Vincent: Given a lot of 'em?

Jules: Shit yeah. I got my technique down man, I don't tickle or nothin'.

Vincent: Have you ever given a guy a foot massage?

Jules: Fuck you.

Vincent: How many?

Jules: Fuck you.

Vincent: Would you give me a foot massage -- I'm kinda tired.

Jules: Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' pissed -- this is the door.

. . .

Jules: Look, just because I wouldn't give no man a foot massage, don't make
it right for Marsellus to throw Antwan off a building into a glass-motherfuckin-house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks. That ain't right, man. Motherfucker do that to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'd kill'a motherfucker.

Vincent: Im not sayin' he was right, but you're sayin' a foot massage don't mean nothing, and I'm sayin' it does. I've given a million ladiesa million foot massages and they all meant somethin'. We act like they don't, but they do. That's what's so fuckin' cool about 'em. This sensual thing's goin' on that nobody's talkin about, but you know it and she knows it, fuckin' Marsellus knew it, and Antwan shoulda known fuckin' better. That's his fuckin' wife, man. He ain't gonna have a sense of humor about that shit.

Jules: That's an interesting point, but let's get into character.

Protender is way better at writing something like this.

Originally Posted by Spinnr1

and that makes me the clit commander!

There is an opening position yet for a butt pirate.

Originally Posted by ravenmetal

Protender is way better at writing something like this.

I'll be sure to let Quentin Tarantino know.

Originally Posted by ravenmetal

There is an opening position yet for a butt pirate.

I think golden is taking applications since his boyfriend is mia

I'm with BSL on this one, it's the models who should be getting the foot massages, not giving them (except to each other if that's what they want to do).

Alright!!! I'll step up to the plate and give each and every Model at Babe Boards a Foot Massage!!!.....that's if They'll let me

Originally Posted by Chris S. (NJ)

Alright!!! I'll step up to the plate and give each and every Model at Babe Boards a Foot Massage!!!.....that's if They'll let me

Couldn't see this post coming from a mile away....my only question is Chris, what took you so long?

Originally Posted by Chris S. (NJ)

Alright!!! I'll step up to the plate and give each and every Model at Babe Boards a Foot Massage!!!.....that's if They'll let me

Well sure, Chris, we knew you would. But the question in this thread is who would you want a foot massage from

.

None of them.

While the rest of me may look OK, my feet are hideous.

Originally Posted by Happy

Jules: He gave her a foot massage.

Vincent: A foot massage?

Jules nods his head: "Yes."

Vincent: That's all?

Jules nods his head: "Yes."

Vincent: What did Marsellus do?

Jules: Sent a couple of guys over to his place. They took him out on the patio of his apartment, threw his ass over the balcony. Nigger fell four stories. They had this garden at the bottom, enclosed in glass, like one of them greenhouses -- nigger fell through that. Since then, he's kinda developed a speech impediment.

Vincent: That's a damn shame. Still I hafta say, play with matches, ya get burned.

Jules: Whaddya mean?

Vincent: You don't be givin' Marsellus Wallace's new bride a foot massage.

Jules: You don't think he overreacted?

Vincent: Antwan probably didn't expect Marsellus to react like he did, but he had to expect a reaction.

Jules: It was a foot massage, a foot massage is nothing, I give my mother a foot massage.

Vincent: It's laying hands on Marsellus Wallace's new wife in a familiar way. Is it as bad as eatin' her out -- no, but you're in the same fuckin' ballpark.

Jules: Whoa...whoa...whoa...stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.

Vincent: Not the same thing, the same ballpark.

Jules: It ain't no ballpark either. Look maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but touchin' his lady's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her holyiest of holyies, ain't the same ballpark, ain't the same league, ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't mean shit.

Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?

Jules: Don't be tellin' me about foot massages -- I'm the fuckin' foot master.

Vincent: Given a lot of 'em?

Jules: Shit yeah. I got my technique down man, I don't tickle or nothin'.

Vincent: Have you ever given a guy a foot massage?

Jules: Fuck you.

Vincent: How many?

Jules: Fuck you.

Vincent: Would you give me a foot massage -- I'm kinda tired.

Jules: Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' pissed -- this is the door.

. . .

Jules: Look, just because I wouldn't give no man a foot massage, don't make
it right for Marsellus to throw Antwan off a building into a glass-motherfuckin-house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks. That ain't right, man. Motherfucker do that to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'd kill'a motherfucker.

Vincent: Im not sayin' he was right, but you're sayin' a foot massage don't mean nothing, and I'm sayin' it does. I've given a million ladiesa million foot massages and they all meant somethin'. We act like they don't, but they do. That's what's so fuckin' cool about 'em. This sensual thing's goin' on that nobody's talkin about, but you know it and she knows it, fuckin' Marsellus knew it, and Antwan shoulda known fuckin' better. That's his fuckin' wife, man. He ain't gonna have a sense of humor about that shit.

Jules: That's an interesting point, but let's get into character.

Repped.

And..a foot massage....honestly. I'd sooner let someone burn my face off with acid then wear it as a hat than make me touch their crusty, hard feet for even a minute.

Similarly I'd rather get ass raped by an African elephant on viagra then receive one.

There is nothing worse than touching feet or having your feet touched. Eurgh.

Originally Posted by MrWeed

Don't be asking me bout no foot massages...I'm the foot fucking master....got my technique down...don't be tickling or nothing...

Originally Posted by Gina

There is nothing worse than touching feet or having your feet touched. Eurgh.

I hope you never have any podiatric problems.

Originally Posted by Gina

And..a foot massage....honestly. I'd sooner let someone burn my face off with acid then wear it as a hat than make me touch their crusty, hard feet for even a minute.

Similarly I'd rather get ass raped by an African elephant on viagra then receive one.

There is nothing worse than touching feet or having your feet touched. Eurgh.

PRAISE THE LORD!

I guess I know now that whenever your site goes live, the local Pedi Knights (© Golden) won't be able to turn your cam shows into foot fetish shows.

Originally Posted by Pop Not Soda

PRAISE THE LORD!

I guess I know now that whenever your site goes live, the local Pedi Knights (© Golden) won't be able to turn your cam shows into foot fetish shows.

It's true. I've been in shows before when people have asked to see my feet and I'm just like...dude, REALLY?! I have nice boobs, an ok face, and a big round butt, and you want to see my alien-long toes and probably chipped nail varnish?

No no no. I understand fetishes and all that but this is one in particular I just won't indulge!

Originally Posted by Gina

It's true. I've been in shows before when people have asked to see my feet and I'm just like...dude, REALLY?! I have nice boobs, an ok face, and a big round butt, and you want to see my alien-long toes and probably chipped nail varnish?

No no no. I understand fetishes and all that but this is one in particular I just won't indulge!

You have amazing boobs, a VERY pretty face, sweet ass, and damn nice legs.

Don't even get me started on your accent.

However, I've no particular desire to see your feet.

Yeah I don't get the whole appeal of feet. Foot massages have never done much for me. Most of the time I'm just waiting for the guy to stop and move on to other things. And toe sucking? Bleh!

The Cockney one

What happened to this thread?

OK, start over - do it right this time. =)