The sight, speaks for itself. My sparklingly flats slipping in and out of my bare soles in a tease. Your eyes lock onto my pointed toes, balancing one flat off of them. You've been craving this for so long, seeing my feet dangling in ballet flats. Exposing my arches, wrinkled soles, and scrunched toes. This, is a foot boy's wet dream come true; though it comes with instructions. You should know by now that everything is always on my terms. For my pleasure.