It’s after midnight, and Aldo is lying still in bed. Ricky has always his eye on his roommate Aldo’s socks and feet. Ricky tiptoes into his friend’s bedroom and pulls the covers up quietly to expose Aldo’s blue socks. Pulled closer by the aroma, Ricky smells and then tastes his best friend’s feet as he remains still in the bed. After swimming in the pleasures of the fragrant socks, Ricky pulled one off and then the other. Aldo’s feet looked huge from Ricky Larkin’s perspective – his nose pressed against his roommate’s toes. It’s a smell Ricky has thought about ever since that night, and he can still taste the salty sweetness from between Aldo’s toes.