Misty-Eyed Municipal Footslave

On a grey and foggy evening, a misty-eyed municipal footslave must lickshine a local girl’s sneakers. The fool is so dense, he is even mystified by her plain grey anklesocks as he tastes where she has been walking. 

All too soon she turns and leaves him to wallow alone in the thick fog.







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