"Please Mom no! Please don't leave me alone with her!" you plead to your mother. "Honey stop whining about your sister. She's not going to do anything to you. She's in charge til we get back and please try to get along?" There went your hopes right down the drain. You couldn't believe it. A whole week trapped under your sister's rank feet. You sadly watched your parent's car drive away. Suddenly you feel a hand on your shoulder. You turn around and see Amy. "Alright Stan I'm in a generous mood today so I'll let you choose what kind of foot torture you want first. I'm gonna make you do all of them by the time this week is over anyway so you might as well choose one. Do you want...