I see you staring all the time at my trouser socks. It took me a while to get you alone in the break room, but I did and had you on your knees. You've enjoyed watching my shoe dangle, and my dress slacks inch above my knees so you could get a good glimpse of them for a long time now. If only you could put my smelly trouser socks in your face so you can sniff them and worship them. I am going to let you, but it comes at a price. I will tell everyone in the office about your little fetish unless you give me that raise that I want! I know you'll do the right thing, and maybe you'll even get to sniff them a bit more if you do, huh, trouser sock bitch?