Look at my bare feet. Couldn't you just touch them? massage them? Worship them with your hands and lips?
Nope. Never happen. Not in this lifetime. I am so way above you that it's just impossible to even think of that.
Nope. All you can do is look and dream your sweet dreams of me, isn't it?
You are allowed ten strokes to my perfect feet.
Ten.
Ten worship strokes and that is all.