I'm busy studying but in the process, you find new ways to explore your imagination with my crossed legs as I dangle my boots until they struggle at the very tips of my toes. As expected from you; you're desperate for them to finally echo after hitting the floor while you're racing to reach an exuberant climax! By this point I'm free to ease the aches and pains from my soles however I please; rubbing, cracking... Tell me, should you be below my boots ready to help or at eye level watching as I ignore any and all help from you?