Stepping outside for a smoke break on this lovely afternoon...and what do I see? Some loser eyeing MY legs up and down. Typical of the male species. I go on to ignore him, yet he's still looking. Why not tease him and turn him into my foot bitch? I don't have to say a word, all I do is flex my feet in the sunlight, show off my gorgeous soles, and wiggle my toes here and there. Once I finish up and leave, my feet will be all he can think about.