Impotent Sock-Fancier

These two fit and intelligent, young women of the Gynarchy know full well that the public footservant is lusting after their socks. That’s because of the wooden sign helpfully attached to the back of his neck.

But they are not disposed to indulge him in his unseemly sock-lusts, preferring instead to tease and torment him with the mere sight of their socks.

‘Go for it’declares the writing on the black girl’s running shorts. But, of course, the pathetic, immured footslave can’t go for her sock – as he cannot move! Ha! Ha! How these two girls despise him as they look down on him – the impotent sock-fancier!























































Q: Which pair of socks do you think the impotent sock-fancier is lusting after the most - the stylish, well-kept, pink and white tube socks of the black girl? Or the scuzzy, crumpled white anklesocks of the white girl? I suppose it all depends on whether he fancies style over substance - the style of a tall and domineering, socked, shapely leg over the substance of blonde-girl foot perspiration in her sweat-dampened bootsocks?

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