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I sit down in front of you (my friend) and start talking about what I'm doing, what I'm looking at on my phone, what I did over the summer, etc. While we're chatting I notice you staring at my feet. I don't mind. I'm just crossing my legs, dangling my clear roxy flip flops and chatting with my friend. I walk out of frame to go get something and you can hear the sole slapping sound the entire time. Eventually I can tell you really like my feet, so I invite you to come sit by them. "You really like my feet, huh? I don't mind. They are pretty sexy." I dangle my flip flops in your face, teasing you, and I accidentally kick you in the chest, and teasingly say "whoops, didn't mean to do that." I dangle my flip flops off and let you touch my soft, lotioned feet while I talk about how my feet feel and smell. "You can worship my feet. Smell them, kiss them, and even lick them. I like it when my feet are played with, but be careful because I'm ticklish."