I get home and immediately start bitching about what happened while out. I'm huffing and walking back n forth in my pantyhose. I finally sit in front of you and continue my bratty rant, when you show me something (not seen) it's pretty, and you're swinging it.... You're right... I should tape my brat mouth shut because I talk too much.... I should tape my ankle together too... You're right... Now that I'm all tied up, I continue to try and talk even though I'm duct tape gagged. I'm moving my feet around giving a sole and toe wiggle and toe scrunch show without realizing it. Eventually the tape on my mouth loosens, but you mesmerize me into making the tape tighter. I can tell know that you want my pantyhose feet, so I bring my wrinkled soles closer to you (camera)