It was another lazy weekend, and you spent most of it relaxing and winding down. By 3 PM you had realized your martial arts class had started an hour ago, and you were late! (Again!)

Racing out the door, you quickly ran to the dojo, entering as soon as you could. When you opened the door, it was silent, and the lights were off. You had missed it.

With a sigh, you entered the dojo and went into the office where Ms. Kwon, your instructor, was waiting, glaring at you. Her steamy, sweaty feet rested on the counter.

"How disrespectful... Every day so far, you've either been late, or missed your class entirely! You are going to prove to me right now whether or not you are serious about these lessons. Lick my feet clean, in their entirety, or I'll ban you from my dojo. Understood?"