You would love to worship my legs and be in my company. Let’s discuss a realistic scenario that could happen. Come on and offer me a beverage as if you had just seen me at the swimming pool. Uh, what? No, I do not want a drink. *SNAP. Get on your knees, loser. You’ll kneel on my command and stare down at my legs. This is exactly what I’d do to you publicly. I’d humiliate you before everyone. You deserve for everyone to know that you’re a reject. At least I can use your head to hold my drink while you look at my legs. On my command, you will be licking my high heels to remove the sweat while everyone around the pool is laughing and taking pictures. You can also find my email address and the instructions I gave to those who were chosen to be ridiculed and laughed at in Los Angeles. Princess Beverly