My cabinmate—as soon as I arrived on the ship, they put me with him. I noticed the size of his huge feet on the first night and was already obsessed. He used to drink heavily at the bar, and that day was no different. On the very first night, his loud snoring bothered me, but I also knew he was in such a deep sleep that he wouldn’t react. That same night, I had to get close to his feet. I took off his socks, smelled them a lot, took photos, and went back to sleep with his socks on my nose.
 
I couldn’t handle a week with his snoring. The ship’s routine is too tough to handle without sleep. He moved to a cabin alone, and I got a new cabinmate, freshly boarded from Morocco, who became a great friend and stayed with me until the end of the contract.
As the contract went on, we became closer as friends, and I always made it clear what I did in my videos during my ship vacations. He was always curious but refused to try it—always very macho, very sexist, and even toxic. Still, he was a good guy. It was both good and unbearable to have him around, but my dream was to have all that masculinity over me. I dreamed of those wide feet crushing my face.
 
Just before I left, during my farewell week on the ship, it happened. He offered to record and asked for $300. I accepted without hesitation, and the result was this incredible video we made right after working together at the party, dancing with passengers for hours. I smelled his strong foot odor and went to heaven.