High (Heeled) Opinion

Office goddess, regular customer-mistress Tahira madam, certainly has a high (heeled) opinion of herself. And rightly so – for she is a very bright and successful, young businesswoman. Unlike me – a down-in-the-dirt kisser of people’s feet.

As I kiss her pedicured, smoker’s toes through the peep-toe front of her high-heeled, office pump, she demands that I also verbally praise and bless her – extolling her virtues as a smart and successful, young woman, and expressing my own sense of awe and wonderment at being permitted to even touch her painted toenails with my lowlife lips and menial mouth.

Needless to say, I am only too happy to do so, since it is all true!

Small wonder then that, as she turns on her high heels to walk away from me through the dirt and detritus in which I must remain, she has a justifiably smug and self-satisfied expression on her pretty, Asian face. Whilst I just look as gormless and as stupid as ever. Hopefully some of her superior, female toenail-DNA will have rubbed off onto the roof of my mouth, making me a better person by at least a scintilla.







































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