Lonely Cubbyhole

The view from my footslave-cubbyhole at the top of the sink-estate stairwell would be quite stark and lonely were it not for my kindly customers who take the time to fill it with their magnificent shoes and socks. Here, for example, I get a clear view of the finely-stitched, but bobbled, plain grey socks of a beautiful Muslim customer-mistress as I lickshine the dirt off her black leather shoes.













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