Staring Perfection In The Face

Everything about this customer-mistress is perfection! From her purple-dyed hair; to the moles on her pretty face; to her ‘bovver’ jacket; to her culotte-style pants worn at half mast; to her bright blue bootsocks; to her shiny, black leather ‘bovver’ boots. And, to top it all, she’s a smoker! I really am staring perfection in the face as I kiss-respect her arrogantly outstretched boot-toe. This is such an honour for me – and she knows it, though she says nothing.

I stare at the backs of her boots and socks forlornly as they nonchalantly turn to walk away from me.































































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