So you're the new guy in the Corps, Earth Lantern #5 to be exact. You've been assigned to patrol a remote area of the Mojavé Desert. To be honest…it’s a pretty tedious task. There is only so much to see in a desert.

“Sand, big freakin whoop" You yawn. "Whoa!!” You see a woman just standing there observing a rock formation. That is really suspicious, you think to yourself. She’s pretty too. Sadly your track record with attractive women hasn’t exactly been the greatest. You sigh. Time to be your signaturely stupid self. You mentally chastise yourself.You take a deep breath Ok...just don’t think about her feet, and you'll be fine. “Um, Miss.”

She turns around at lightning speed. “State your business Lantern!”

“I was just patrolling the uh, area, I didn't think anyone was out here, much less a beautiful woman such as yourself.”

She smiles at that. “Flattery gets you everywhere, go on.”

“I uh...” You automatically glance towards the ground embarrassed accidentally causing you to make eye contact with her pink boots which is exactly what you were hoping to avoid. Now you can’t stop staring at them.

Seeing her tap her foot causes you to force yourself to look away from her boots briefly. She’s look at you placing her hands on her hips.

“What are you staring at?” She asks.

You blush embarrassed your hand instinctively going towards the rubber mask on your face. To your relief it is still there.

“That mask hides your face, not your eyes, why do you constantly keep glancing at my boots?”

“Uh”

There is a cat like curiosity in her tone now. “Answer me Lantern!” She thinks to herself a while then floats slightly off of the ground and removes both of her boots. She notices that your eyes don’t leave her feet as she does this even when she extend her legs towards you. “Well Lantern?”

“I...” The smell of her feet is starting to affect your willpower. Curse this Mojavé heat!

She sighs. “This is getting me nowhere!” She flys into you and tackles you to the ground, now sitting on your chest. “I'm giving you one last chance.”

You take a second and wonder how her toe polish is so perfectly shiny metallic pink. “Wait, chance to wh- fmpff!”

You are interrupted by her toes going into your mouth...