Dreaming Of Bettering Himself
Oh how I would love to be her 'at desk footslave', kneeling beneath her office desk and studying at length the intricate stitching in the shapely ankle areas of her dark nylon stockings throughout her long, working day. But I'm just a public humble-head - a nothing and a nobody positioned at the entrance to her office building outside. In her pretty eyes I'm only a 'thing' that licks shoes on her way home. She barely even notices me and certainly would never converse with me, as she knows she's much too good for me. Still, I can dream of bettering myself in her eyes and perhaps of winning her approval through my diligent lickshining of her office shoes?