Heading Off

Regular customer mistress miss Mukta madam, and her husband master Simon sir, have stopped by to kindly inform me that they are heading off to the airport on their vacation, and so I won’t be seeing them for the next two weeks or so. Miss Mukta madam even kindly lets me kiss her dirty sneakers goodbye, and suggests to me that, as she knows I like looking at her socks so much, I should ‘memorise’ the socks she has on, so that I can visualise them in my mind whilst she is away.

She then ‘apologises’ for the fact that she is wearing a pair of ‘manky, old, black socks’ today, but graciously explains that all her ‘nice’ socks are packed up in her suitcase. Still, she suggests I should study the weave of her black socks, as at least that will give me something to think about whilst she is away sunning herself in India with her husband.

I thank mistress Mukta madam kindly for showing me her black socks, and confirm that I will indeed think of them everyday whilst she is away. I then humbly wish her and master Simon sir a wonderful vacation, and assure them of my readiness to serve them both again as their public footservant upon their return.

Master Simon sir just laughs out loud at me, as he knows that whilst he is enjoying all the wonderful sights of India (not to mention the sight of his wife’s beautiful body), I shall be stuck here in this cold and damp backstreet alleyway thinking about, and trying to visualise, his wife’s plain, black anklesocks.

The couple head off happy, leaving me behind with one last glimpse of the back of miss Mukta’s black socks beneath her scruffy, blue denim jean hems.


















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