What…what are you doing? Why do you keep on looking at…are you staring at my boots? Is that a bulge in your pants? Oh…I get it…you’re one of those foot freaks, aren’t you? This all makes more sense now – the reason why you’re always looking at my feet when you’re around me, why your eyes always perk up whenever I talk about shoe shopping… you’re one of those foot perverts. Well, let’s have a little fun with this, shall we? I mean, after all, it’s almost indecent the way you’re drooling over my thigh high boots. I might as well get my kicks out of it, right?
