The soles of my feet are a dangerous prospect for your mind.. you know they’re your kryptonite and you know I take great joy in manipulating you with their alluring curves. The way my soft arches entrance you.. the way you can feel yourself melt as soon as you see them, my feet control you with little resistance. The very thought of them fills you with both fear and longing, and you know that you are utterly at my mercy. I dare you to stare at them just a little longer..