You're not worth my attention. Don't bother me, just leave me alone and let me read my book while you are behind me watching me while I'm in the pose with my legs in the air, feet swinging towards you. My milky peaches & cream soles being flashed to you as I mind my own business, flipping the pages of my novel. You're probably getting aroused watching while I crinkle my toes and mindlessly flex my feet, not even acknowledging an ounce of your worthless existence.