So I moved to your neighborhood recently, right next door to you and I couldn't help but get the feeling that I was being watched. Particularly in the garden where I swear that I have noticed flashes coming from your window while I am out in the garden sunbathing. Then the gifts started arriving at My door, no surprise there, My stable of obedient slaves from all over the world are regularly buying Me gifts online and the poor postman is always struggling up the path with plenty of boxes. (I am certain that he is submissive and will be at My feet before too long, its what happened with the last postman at My old address). But these gifts were arriving hand delivered with no postmark so I suspected there was a local admirer, soon to be a new mindless slave of Mine, and here you are now knocking on My door under the pretense of welcoming Me to the neighborhood. Well come in, I don't have much time at the moment, although I don't need much time with you, I can see it in your eyes, you are practically grovelling your way into the house, sit over there this won't take long. You caught me just about to get changed, what a perfect opportunity for Me to establish exactly what your dirty little fetish is and then start to exploit it. You may start to feel a little strange as I start talking to you, don't panic, this is perfectly normal... by the end of our little "chance" meeting you will be mind numbly addicted and obbsessed with My feet