Pure & Simple

There's no doubt about it - no matter how much I may admire the multitudinous styles, textures and patterns of my betters' socks whilst I am lickshining or kiss-respecting their various types of boots or shoes, the sight of a dirty grey sneaker and slightly grubby white sock remains amongst my favourites. It's the contrast between the relative cleanliness of the sock, and the dirtiness of the sneaker. So pure and simple - even if one can detect that the sneaker-sock is seeped in the sticky sweat of its beautiful owner as a result of her mid-afternoon jog!

Note how I respectfully focus on the stitching in the elasticated top of this young woman’s sock as I kiss-respect her dirty sneaker-toe. I dare not look her in the ankleflesh, since I am just a slave!













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