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| Moving on, Devon spotted Naomi Campbell and Ujjwala Raut off to the side talking to one another. Both women were wearing black mules similar to Omahyra�s. Ujjwala had her feet out of her shoes, slowly and methodically rubbing them against one another. Naomi�s mules were empty as well, her ankles crossed under her chair with her toes sweeping back and forth against the side of her bottom foot. Devon swallowed hard. He lingered for a moment, wanting to savor the scene, but he figured it best not to lose his cool. He had work to do. Ripping his gaze away from Ujjwala and Naomi, he continued walk around. Over at the buffet table, Ana Beatriz Barros was standing talking to Liya Kebede. Ana had some sort of sandwich in her hand and was waving it about as she was very animated in whatever she was talking about. Looking down at Ana�s feet, Devon noted that they too, were very animated. She wasn�t wearing mules as the rest of the models were. Instead, she wore black flip-flops. She kept shifting her weight back and forth, alternately sliding a foot out of its sandal. She�d wiggle her toes and curl them at the back of her shoe, then slide back into the shoe and start over with the other foot. Her soles were extremely dirty, which intrigued Devon. Occasionally, Ana would run her toes slowly up and down the length of her calf, giving Devon a good look at her soiled, slightly wrinkling soles. At this point, Devon had made his decision. He hoped that Ana would be hanging out at the table for a little while longer, because priority number one was Ujjwala and Naomi. |
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| . Devon walked over and crouched down in front of the girls, momentarily halting their conversation. Ujjwala scratched her sole vigorously with her big toe for a second before crossing her ankles, the sole of her top foot facing Devon. Both women wore colorful sarongs, similar to some of the other models. Others wore sundresses of a similar pattern.
�Excuse me ladies,� said Devon. �Naomi, I just wanna say that it�s an honor to meet you. I�m a big fan.� He smiled and shook her hand. �Thank you,� said Naomi, giggling. �I�m a big fan of yours, too,� said Devon, turning to Ujjwala. �Are you?� �Most definitely.� Devon quickly slipped his feather out of his coat pocket and started stroking the toes of Ujjwala�s top foot. �Hey!� said Ujjwala with a gasp. She started giggling and wiggling her agitated toes. As Devon continued is tickling, Ujjwala uncrossed her ankles and seemed to be trying to slide back into her shoes, but Devon managed to get his feather underneath Ujjwala�s soles. He caught her arch, turning her giggles into out and out laughter. Naomi just watched the spectacle, mesmerized, unable to help. One would think a scene such as this would draw attention to itself, but everyone backstage was pretty much busy with preparing for the show. Devon�s position in front of the girls blocked the view |
| of their feet from anyone looking over, so it just looked as though Devon had told a really funny joke. As Devon was feathering both of Ujjwala�s arches, her toes raised and spread violently.
�EEEESH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! What are you doing? BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!� �Doesn�t this look fun, Naomi?� said Devon. �Wanna try?� �Huh?� Naomi, engrossed in Ujjwala�s ordeal, had completely forgotten about her own exposed feet, as they were still crossed at the ankles and resting atop her empty shoes. Before she knew what was happening, Devon had unleashed his feather attack upon her toes. She initially yelped and jumped in her seat, then started giggling hysterically. �Cut it out! CHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHAW! HEE HEHEEHEEHEEHEEHAHAHAHAAHAAHAA!� Devon though Naomi�s laugh was adorable. Naomi started rubbing her feet together and when that provided no relief, she drew her feet into the air, curling her toes. Naomi�s toes kept spreading and curling as Devon continued to tickle the balls of her feet. Her back began to arch more and more severely as her torture continued. At some point, Devon noticed that Ujjwala�s soles were stretched out towards him as she slumped in her chair, still attempting to recover from her tickling. �Oh, you want some more?� Devon asked. Without waiting for a response, Devon began tickling the soles in front of him, making Ujjwala squeal and shoot up straight in her seat. �WOOOOOOO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! SHIT! CHEEHAHAHAHAHAAA!� Ujjwala clutched the sides of her seat in agony as she threw back her head with laughter. Devon continued for a couple more minutes before taking out his paint. He quickly sprayed both girls� feet, then left them in their haze, heading to his next target. He knew he had to strike quickly, as Ujjwala and Naomi would soon regain their wits. Normally, he�d be leaving the scene of the crime after unleashing his calling card, but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and he didn�t want to leave it, having only tickled two girls. |
| Ujjwala Raut |
| Naomi Campbell |