Help clean up

“What do you want me to do?” You ask. “I need you to get down under the table. My back is aching”. She replies. She hands you a cloth and then sits back on the sofa, propping her now bare feet on the coffee table you are meant to be cleaning. You get down on your knees and begin to wipe the dust from under the table.

Miss Lythe’s feet are very close to your face at this point. If you wanted you could come up with a reason to touch them. Or keep cleaning.