Airing Ms Mukta's Dirty Yellow Socks

Ms Mukta has today elected to publicly air her dirty, yellow socks on the side of my face. She is accompanied by her husband, master Simon sir, who, with his own manly shoe and sock pressing down on top of my bald head, warns me that I must show the utmost respect for his wife’s unwashed yellow socks as they air on either side of my face. He strongly advises me to study his wife’s socks and get to know them, as he may well ask me questions on them when they return later today to collect the socks. He suggests I pay particular attention to the weave of the socks.

Meanwhile Ms Mukta looks on admiringly at her handsome husband as he dominates and humiliates me with her yellow socks. The couple leave happy and content that I shall be breathing in Ms Mukta’s yellow sock stink for the remainder of the day – leaving me with an ingrained and very intimate memory of her socks.

Incidentally, that’s why we humble heads are also known as ‘sock heads’ – because our lives are dominated by other people’s socks.

As they walk away from me, I study the backs of the black socks which Ms Mukta madam is currently wearing inside her sneakers – from within my yellow-socked, droopy ears!



































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