Oh gosh, what a day! As a Goddess, you have to take care of yourself, inside and out. This day was all about me, basically just like every other day. I came home so sweaty and tired, and my slut seems to miss me so bad. He just imagined what condition will my soles be in. And he wasn't disappointed. The stink is so intense, I couldn't hold my sweaty socks more then few seconds. But who will turn on the washing machine just for a pair of socks, if he has a slut's mouth? He will make sure that they are cleaned and ready to be worn again. Before we get on with cleaning, I will use him as my ashtray, cause it's more interesting to have a live ashtray than that boring glass one, right?