I just finished up solving one of the longest and hardest crime fighting mysteries in a long time. I was warned of the rough terrain so I wore my thigh high boots with a excruciatingly high heel. I hand over the villians and I away insisting I must get these boots off immediately. I walk in to my secret hideout that nobody knows where it is and remove my boots with much relief and pleasure. Since I cant have anyone knowing where my secret hideout is, I must massage my sore swollen stiff aching feet on my own. Its not worth the risk inviting anyone over. This is my safehaven and if i must ru... Show more