Array

The dumb ornamental footkisser is often faced with an array of female feet waiting to be kissed – for no self-respecting lady likes to exit a public restroom without her feet being kiss-respected by a human humble head!

But he must not rush. His instructions are to repeatedly kiss the foot in front of him until it is withdrawn from his face – his humble head bobbing up and down over the toes in a servile series of repeated, audible, but non-lascivious kisses to the female foot or footwear, demonstrating equal respect to the proffered foot be it clad in high-heeled shoe; open-toed sandal; heavy boot; or lightweight sneaker.  And he must silently contemplate the condition of each superior foot placed under him as he is kissing it – be it the colour of the pedicured toenails; the texture and weave of the sock; the creases in the nylon stocking; or the dirt stains on the boot.

Yes, the ladies of the Gynarchy will wait patiently in line for their feet to be properly kiss-respected as they exit the restroom, for there can be no respite for a pathetic restroom footslave!

























Which of the above feet would you most like to kiss-respect? The open-toed stilettos of the party girl? The demure, white, laced-up shoes and matching white socks of the pink-haired, black girl? The heavy, brown leather work boots of the construction-worker girl? Or the pink and white, low-top sneakers of the Indian girl using her phone?

Not that you have any choice in the matter – you must kiss-respect them all!

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