I'm having you stay after class because I've noticed you've been distracted. You're obsessed with my leather Stuart Weitzman boots. You can't stop staring. So I'm going to give you a little extra credit assignment. You're going to lick my boots clean. If you do a good enough job I'll even let you sniff and lick my sweaty stinky socks and feet. You're teacher's boot and foot bitch now.