I just got home from the university, and you're already up in my face trying to bother me. Relax pig! I need to take off my shoes and air out my tired sore feet. You need to worship my soles with and then without socks! Meanwhile, I'll sit back, have a cigarette and ignore you. You love it, and the smell of my feet is so strong today... seeing as to how much I was sweating walking around campus in these heels all day. Smell and obsess over my soles slave