Spending the beginning of my summer spread out on a lounger, I never would have expected to catch a glimpse of a tiny man attempting to climb up my chair. Once I took notice of the feeble ant, an internal conflict began to take root. Should I tease him? Put on a show? Flex my feet and show off my long, lean, giantess body? Or.. I could just pick up my decade old rainbow and exterminate him with a quick smack. I wonder if he enjoyed the intertwining smell of leather and my lovely soles as death swept him away?