Taking Her Sage Advice
It’s late at night, and regular local customer-mistress Ms Mukta madam has kindly come to check up on me – as well as give me a taste of her dirty SNEAKERS, of course! She mockingly asks me if I have had a good and relaxing day, to which I must humbly and politely reply that I have indeed had a good day, madam, thanking you kindly for your kind question, miss, but that I have had little opportunity to relax, mistress madam, on account of my being a public slave and having to kiss the feet of many esteemed customers, miss, begging her female pardon, miss, if you would be so kind and understanding, miss? Ms Mukta laughs at me and my obsequious response before adding her own footwear to the long list of SHOES, SNEAKERS, SANDALS and BOOTS that have graced my menial, municipal mouth with their superior presence during the course of the day. As I kiss respect her SNEAKER DIRT, Ms Mukta counsels me to try to get some rest during the night, as I will doubtless face yet another busy day ...