Plain Shoes
Needless to say, a public footslave out on the streets can have no say over the type of footwear presented to him for kiss-respecting. He must show the same footslavish devotion towards a plain pair of lace-up shoes as he would to a spiked stiletto – especially when said plain shoe is on the dainty foot of a beautiful, young Asian woman.
Afterwards a master-sir who had been watching me at work tells the young woman (because he is perfectly at liberty to converse with her, being a free male citizen of the Gynarchy) that he thinks she’s fantastic, and she thanks him kindly for his kind remark.
The master-sir is quite right, of course. This young woman is fantastic as she walks away from me leaving me behind in the dirt, and it has been an honour for the likes of me to kiss her plain shoes.