I'm waiting for a friend to pick me up for a lunch and this is a perfect time for you to be on your knees while I wait. You have time till I smoke a cigarette to look at my boots and worship them. But no, you can't touch them, they are too precious and you didn't deserve it. You can only imagine how much sweat is in them and how stincky they are. I've been in these boots since morning and my soles are boiling inside. That must be so tempting to you, you've been dreaming about them all day. And, when you finily tought you could sniff them and maybe clean them, I wouldn't let you do it. So cr... Show more