Face up and tongue out, foot bitch. The bottoms of some of my favourite heels are absolutely filthy and you're going to clean them for me. I wonder if you'll learn all my heels by taste eventually. Does the inner city grime on my work pumps taste different from the sticky spilt drinks on my clubbing heels? I don't care if you get sick or can't keep it down, all that matters is that you lick up and eat all the different muck from my heels, understand? Good little foot bitch.