I know you love to drool over my perfect feet. My wrinkled soles peek out at you through the torn fishnet, teasing you and tantalizing you. I show you just one partially clad foot, wrinkling my cute soles. Then I tease you with the other foot through a stocking that is so utterly shredded that my whole sole is bare. I pull the fishnet up over my toes so that they peek through the holes and briefly show how my long toes can spread.