Blissfully Unaware

Local girl, Ms Arabella madam, is blissfully unaware of the effect the back of her grey sock is having on the down-in-the-dirt footslave as she chats to her male friend. The slave is completely and utterly mesmerised by her sock.

That’s because he knows it is the intimate foot-garment of a bright, beautiful and intelligent young woman who is haughtily ignoring him as she converses with the real man in the scene – a handsome man, whose boots lowly footservant is unworthy to lickshine.

Yes, Ms Arabella madam is blissfully unaware that the pathetic footslave is smitten by her sock. Or is she? Is she, perchance, deliberately standing in front of him with the back of her jean-hem ‘haphazardly’ at half-mast? Is it just a coincidence, or is she deliberately teasing him?

Ha! Ha! Don’t flatter yourself, footslave! Right now, Ms Arabella madam isn’t even aware of your presence. She only has eyes for the handsome free man – just as you only have eyes for her sock! Ha! Ha! You’re pathetic – excited by a girl’s sock inside her boot!
















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