
So, you think you have a hot collection of shoes my dear? Eat your heart out Imelda Marcos! Wait til you see my shoes.
See my sexy booties! Bet you don’t have anything like these. My master ordered them for me because I kept slipping on our slick floors. This didn’t used to be a problem but since I’ve grown a …
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