A couple minutes before her training ends, she catches you staring at her feet. She stops her training and sits close to you, catching her breath for a few seconds before turning to look at you with an annoyed expression on her face.

Man, you're a real freak aren't you? And don't try to act surprised because you know what I'm talking about. I've seen you look at the girls' feet every chance you get.

She turns her face away as you try to defend yourself, exhaling in annoyance as you yap nervously. Ignoring your words, she reaches down and holds her right boot, lifts her foot, placing it on top of her left leg and takes off her shoe. The sweaty, smelly sole is now facing you, and you stare at the steamy, visibly warm skin of her foot, rendered speechless.

Look at the stupid look you got on your face now, she says. I knew you fucking liked feet. Now admit it, or I will make you...

She stares at you, waiting for a response, ready to prove her point either the easy way or the hard way.