Two pairs of superior sock encased sweaty feet and one desperate foot boy, pining for the chance to worship them! His face so close to our feet as we tease him with the prospect of removing our socks. His luck was in and we slowly reveal our bare sweaty soles and make him inhale their scent! We sat and realised just how hard our lives can be as we made this inferior being worship and massage our perfect feet! Oh to be at the top of the food chain...