I call one of My little pets to Me.... He comes to stand at My stocking clad feet and looks up at Me. I tell him that I forgive him for trying to escape and I begin to play with him with My feet, pressing the hot nylon against him, making him climb as high as he can up My leg, making him kiss My fragrant toes, giving him a little peak up My skirt...it does not take long for him to pick up on the sarcasm.