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I smile at you and tell you it was a mistake for you to meet me on that dating site. I give you a kiss and explain that my lips were laced with a powerful paralyzing agent. You fall to the ground at my feet and I present the sole of my Converse sneaker. In just four minutes, your face will be nothing but mush. I stomp on your skull, squishing you like a cigarette and then delivering fast blows to the head. I crush your throat beneath the sole of my Converse. I laugh at you as I stomp on you over and over again until finally your skull explodes. Featuring: Luna Sapphire, executrix, sneaker fetish, sneakers, feet, foot, femme fatale