Looming Large

It is with fear and trembling that I watch as the petite, Chinese girl looms ever larger into my humble view from across the square – for I can tell not just from the cold expression on her pretty face, but also by her smart and sexy attire, that she will be most demanding of her public shoelick, and that she shall expect my humble tongue to do a damn good job on her pretty, beige-brown ankleboots!

Having approached me, she stands momentarily in front of me in order to afford me a good view of not just her dirty boots – the boots I am about to lick clean – but also her pink, latticed sock-tops. Then, sure enough, she has me lickshine her boots in public from every conceivable angle, making me pay particular attention to the dirty soles, so that I get to taste where, and in what, she has been walking. Needless to say, throughout my humiliating ordeal her pink sock-tops continue to loom large in my consciousness.

Afterwards, she crouches down to denounce and denigrate me to my face, her pretty Asian features contorted with utter contempt for me. She calls me all kinds of derogatory names – in both English and Chinese – before marching off triumphantly back across the square, making her way, no doubt, towards her date with a real man!













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