Lucky Man

As far as this smart young woman is concerned, I'm just a 'thing' beneath her - a thing that licks shoes. She doesn't even give me the time of day as I tongue attend to her footwear. No doubt she is texting her manly boyfriend to finalise arrangements for their hot date tonight. I expect that he will be the focus of her attention this evening, lucky man! My role, it seems, is simply to make sure her shoes are nice and shiny for him.

I like her fancy socks.















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