What are you doing here? You're wasting my time. I have no desire to interact with you at all. You're like a little pest, a gnat flying around. Do you know why I don't mind being naked in front of you? Because I don't even think of you as human. You're like a piece of trash on the street. Why don't you go where you belong, under my boot. That's right, that's all you get from me. Lick the soles of my boots. Can you taste the grime? You're worse than the on the street. Clean them up really good now, I don't want a single thing left on these soles. This is all you're good for.