Just Visiting
Whenever misses Mukta and Arabella madams pop out into the back passageway for a cigarette and a chat, I am reminded of my lowliness and worthlessness, as they ignore me completely and talk amongst themselves, leaving me to study their SOCKS in abject, slavish silence. They don't even have me kiss their SHOES! My mistress Mukta stands with her back towards me as she converses with her smoking companion, Ms Arabella madam The two bright young women obviously have better things to talk about than me... ...the lowly footslave at their feet! I therefore take the great, if humbling, opportunity to study the STITCHES in the back of Ms Mukta's SOCK Her other SOCK, sadly, is not visible to me, owing to her left sneaker being covered by her left jean leg! Of course, I remain alert towards Ms Arabella's SOCKS also, even though she is standing further away from me I am particularly intrigued and enamoured by the little pink lovehearts on her otherwise dark grey SOCKS My mistress Mukta...