Pouring a little more oil into my palm, I began to work her feet, oiling them both before I started to press my thumbs into the arch of her foot. She was glad that she didn't have to worry about any twitches or jerks as she worked. "You have beautiful feet, strong, but well-formed." A simple truth, I rarely gave compliments about beauty, spoiled as I was for my d'Angeline upbringing. It was difficult to compete to the beauty of my people.