So you like feet huh? I've heard the office rumors of you staring at my heels every time I walk in a room. I've caught you staring into my office door during the day when I take my heel off to rub my sole after a long stressful meeting. I see you over there, drooling. Come into my office & worship my perfect feet, lick them, rub them and clean them with your mouth foot boy. Your lunch break from now on is to be used to service my feet, the full hour. I laugh and take pictures. You will be working for minimum wage from now on, no raises EVER, no promotion. Just staying at the bottom of the totem pole for life. What will your wife say when you're here for years but bringing home lousy paychecks? I take pictures of you licking my bright green toes so you can never go against what your Boss has to say EVER AGAIN or else....