Mrs Robinson Presents

These socks are supposed to help with foot odor, but I'm not sure with these dirty stinky fungus-y slimy cheesey feet of mine. Why don't you see for yourself?

You find me here in the bathroom so I show you this secret glory hole I heard about through word of mouth. What shall we do with this delicious collection of punishment ideas?

Laying on my stomach in bed with bare feet, I endlessly sniff my sandals and playfully react to the "aroma" while wrinkling my soles and crossing my legs behind me.

Sitting and using a band, I do some bicep curls and work my shoulders. No talking, just arm work. With the exception of the door bell ringing and ensuing protective barking for a minute. ;)

It's time to get this party started, don't you think Leather Boy? ;)

Time for an office snack break! These delicious gummies are calling out for me sharp pointy vampire teeth... :)

Sitting in a chair in my nude pantyhose, patent leather peep toe high heel pumps, and short skirt, I toe tap while crossing and uncrossing my legs. Watch my muscular calves jiggle after each hard toe tap, one leg at a time, both legs together, and while my legs are crossed.

Watch me chew bubblegum, blow and pop bubbles, snapping the gum in between. Bubblicious!

Sitting down and propping my bare feet up in front of the camera, I endlessly flex and rub them together. No talking, just rubbing. :)

Close up to the camera in my satin floral robe, I start to finger brush the tops and bottoms of my gums with my index fingers. I alternate the tempo between slow and fast, showing my teeth and tongue at times, all in the whisper quiet room so you can hear every nuance.

These feet are so disgusting and gross!! I'm getting to the point I have to wear these boots with a lot of insulation just to mask these cheese-y fungus Athletes Foot stench to get through the day!!

Very close up of my toes curling inside my Merrell lace up sneakers. My feet also itch, so I try to scratch them by rubbing one shoe against the other.

Relaxing and checking my phone messages after playing tennis, I'm so thirsty and drink so much that I start to belch and burp. I'm in my home office in my black tennis skirt and Converse Sneakers, propping my long muscular legs up on the table to stretch them out.

Finding my husband's bowling ball, I'm reminded of an article I read about a woman who bowls with her toes and feet. So I try to use my big toe to pick up the ball - and get it stuck!

I start to settle in to check my phone messages, but can't stop fidgeting with my socks and moccasins. They are both too loose and don't fit right, so I try taking them off and putting them back on to no avail.

This time I play with the zippers on my long pink garment bag and the two rain jackets inside.

Sitting in black leather high heel pumps and short skirt, I cross and uncross my sheer black pantyhose covered legs, even double crossing them at times.

Reading in bed on my cozy brown flannel sheets, I wiggle, curl, and spread my red painted toes while changing positions from sitting to laying on my side every so often. I'm in my comfy capri leggings so you'll see my muscular calves when I lay down.

I'm so happy I hired you to take care of my feet, you do such a great job. Especially since you celebrate and worship my ongoing fungus-y dirty stinky feet!

Oh my! I just got home from a Chicago Bulls basketball game, and have to tell you how bad I was in the men's room!!