I come home from work completely wiped out. The worst part? My feet are aching like they're about to fall off. You need to put those big strong man hands to good use and get rubbing, oh dear boyfriend of mine. Dig your fingers in deep- my soles are so sore from wearing heels all day. It doesn't help that I have to wear PANTYHOSE despite the fact that its August. My weird boss must have a fetish for sweaty feet or something. Nevermind my smelly feet. Focus on making me feel good, and prove yourself as an acceptable boyfriend!