It's early morning and your alarm has just gone off. You get up, have a shower, and come back to the bedroom to get dressed. You find that I've already turned on a light, despite not having to get out of bed for hours yet. I start moving my perfect feet, pointing and flexing my toes. I rub one foot against the other, almost as if I'm craving the feeling of your hands on them.

You lean back against the wall, unable to tear your eyes away. All you can do is stare while you get harder and harder...

It's early morning and your alarm has just gone off. You get up, have a shower, and come back to the bedroom to get dressed. You find that I've already turned on a light, despite not having to get out of bed for hours yet. I start moving my perfect feet, pointing and flexing my toes. I rub one foot against the other, almost as if I'm craving the feeling of your hands on them.

You lean back against the wall, unable to tear your eyes away. All you can do is stare while you get harder and harder...