I know a hot feet in a pair of ballet slippers is the equivalent of kryptonite for you. You can not help but become weak for high arches and long legs. Knowing this I decide to completely mind f*** you with my balllerina feet. I watch how helplessly crave for my curvy arches. I demand you repeat after me "I am addicted to ballerina feet". I want you to go wild for my arches so I could convince you of anything.