Besides being very sexy, lovely Gen Padova has a good head on her shoulders. So, believe it or not, we're attracted to her brains. Then, in circumstances too elaborate to explain but which left her bare footed on one occasion, we saw Gen in a different light and had to have her as well as her feet. The urge within us was too much to withstand but what to do, what to do. A smart cookie like Gen wouldn't fall for any dumb line so we had to be creative. However, it was Gen who took the onus from our shoulders when she commented on the stains of old rainstorms spotting our living room ceiling. Other women would have put us down for living in a hovel, but Gen was more fascinated by their Rorschach quality. Taking that as a lead, we diverted Gen's attention by pointing to what looked like Satan doing a Mexican hat dance. As she stared, we quickly removed her shoes, played with her feet and soiled our pants like a young altar boy. She didn't even notice.