Shame on you for spying on me!

It was a nice relaxing evening, and I curled myself up on my big comfy chair with a great book in my hands and a roaring fire by my side. As I read, I dangle my right shoe off the tips of my toes, letting it wiggle dangerously close to the edge as I sway my leg back and forth, up and down. Will it fall off? The anticipation for those watching is immeasurable.

As I mindlessly giggle my foot with my cute black shoes hanging on my toes, a get a phone call from a friend. As we chat, I cross my legs and let the other shoe now dangle precariously on... Show more