In this one, I sit at my computer desk with my feet up in a pink shirt and a jean skirt. I'm texting my friends while smoking on a pen. You start staring at my feet. I ignore you. You begin to touch yourself. I still ignore you while wigging my toes. You're such a footboy. I think you're even peaking up my skirt. You're way too excited staring at my soft soles. You want to finish but I deny you. I continue texting and laughing on the phone and then a call comes in. Of course, I take the call since I'm not busy. I begin to talk on the phone with my friend like you aren't even there. I want to finish my "important" phone call so I finally give you a countdown from ten. I dismiss you and finish talking on the phone. You're welcome.