Where it all started: who was your muse?

Since my earliest memories, I've always been drawn to feet. As a child, my play was very much about feet, but I didn't know exactly why. As I grew older, I began to understand. The first contact was with my older cousin: she always walked barefoot, and at the end of the day, her feet were always a little dirty, and she asked me to clean and massage them. Confused but happy, I followed her and did what she asked. She was my muse, and after many years, those memories are still etched in my mind.