This slob is lucky enough to gaze upon my gorgeous leathers and it doesn’t even seem to appreciate it! I can easily close those eye holes off so it can’t see me at all. Or I can make it turn around and smack it’s bare flabby ass with my cane until it cries from the pain. Actually, I can do whatever I want to it… it’s mine. Perhaps it forgot that fact since it’s been a while since it was under my boot heels. Never a problem for me to remind it of its proper place, of course!