This clip begins innocently enough, with one foot resting on my bear. Then I put the other foot out and tickle him under the chin. It occurred to me that my feet were kind of dry for my poor bear, so I take a break and put some moisturizing lotion on my wonderfully-arched peds. When I get my feet all nice, I offer them up to him and start sweet-talking about Valentine's Day coming up—all the while playing with his little face with my toes. I slip on my open-toed red pumps with the cute little bows, and he seems to like it when I play with his little body, but then I get a little mean, squeezin...

This clip begins innocently enough, with one foot resting on my bear. Then I put the other foot out and tickle him under the chin. It occurred to me that my feet were kind of dry for my poor bear, so I take a break and put some moisturizing lotion on my wonderfully-arched peds. When I get my feet all nice, I offer them up to him and start sweet-talking about Valentine's Day coming up—all the while playing with his little face with my toes. I slip on my open-toed red pumps with the cute little bows, and he seems to like it when I play with his little body, but then I get a little mean, squeezing and scissoring him. He gets to the point where he doesn't know what to expect, and with good reason. Out of the blue, I drive one of my heels into his little throat! Then, in the next breath, I'm all nice, taking off my shoe and bidding him to lick my toes. I know you identify with him, don't you?