I guess you could call it a fetish for slingbacks. Must be, as I become aroused just typing the word. It's difficult to say when it started but I think it was probably in middle age. From what I've read it's not uncommon to develop this type of fixation later in life. Mules I would say come a close second, but there is just something so sensual about a slingback. The way they show off the heel of the foot but that strap providing restraint that seems to suggest 'bondage? why not...' Of course the foot is the thing really. A peep toe with a nice pedicure and one of the naughtier shades of red on the nails seals the deal. Any hard or yellow skin showing though is a turn off. But that's all about care and attention to detail. I've seen sixty year olds who are better turned out than most teenagers. I try not to be too leery or obvious in public but sometimes it's overpowering. I've followed someone around a grocery because I couldn't take my eyes off their splendorous footwear. Mostly I fill my craving off the internet. Not the specialist sites so much as regular online shoe shops. Porn's OK but I can just as easily get off on the Shoe Club monthly mailing. I don't see any harm in it to be honest and It's filled a hole in my life since I've been single again. Anyway, it's not as if I can do much about it. Maybe I wouldn't be this way if I'd worn them myself.