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You look down on the ground, resigned to your fate. "Ok, Amy. I'll kiss your feet." "Oh you will!!" Amy squealed mockingly "Why, thank you Stan!" Amy's eyes seemed to light up as she got an idea. "Say, little bro." She started. "Lets make this a little more interesting. We're going to play a little game."
You don't hold out much hope. He could never beat his sister at anything. "What"
Amy pointed down too her running shoes. "I'm gonna walk over to the fridge to get a drink. Then I'm going to sit down on the couch. If you manage to kiss each of my feet ten times before I sit down on the couch, you will be free for the entire week. However, if you fail, not only will you be my little bitch for the entire week, you'll also worship the feet of our friends and neighbors. Ready?"
You saw a glimmer of hope. If she didn't run, you would definitely be able to do this, what with all the practice you do.
"Go!" Your sister exclaimed. You dived in front of her as she began slowly walking. You managed three kisses on the top of one sneaker before she moved it. You crawled along desperately kissing her running shoes as she walked. You heard Amy snickering above you. She never seemed to get sick of humiliating her little brother.
She stopped briefly and opened the fridge. You frantically caught up too her, bumping against chairs, and began kissing the tops of her worn shoes. If you counted right you had ten kisses on the left foot and only one left on the right. Just as you were about too place that last kiss on her shoe, she moved.
You're whole life flashed before you, and with amazing speed, you leaped up and smashed your lips against the gritty bottom of her right shoe as it was in the air. You fell to the ground in a heap smiling.
Amy settled on the couch triumphantly, and you looked to her, confused. "What? You think you won? By my count you got exactly zero kisses on either foot!" She kicked off her shoes, mocking you.
As you started to protest she interrupted you. "However, it was awfully sweet of you too kiss my shoes for me, I didn't even have to ask." She burst into laughter as she saw the look on your face. In between laughter, she said "Come on over, brother, you said you'd kiss your big sister's feet!"
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