I'm going down to the resturant for lunch. A floor view for you as I slide into my favourite pair of well worn leather knee boots. Mmm...smelling the leather reminds me how much I love the oder. They feel so good as I zip myself into them. A snug fit against my strong calf muscles they have moulded themselves to my legs after all these months of wear. Look at the wrinkled soft used leather. Wonder if there's any leather boot fetishists in the bar? I'm going to rub my legs together and cross and uncross them....I'll soon spot them!