Unfriendly Cleaner
The late-night, unfriendly cleaner-mistress insists that I pay my respects to her boots every night through the bars of my foothole cell before she will even begin to think about mopping the filthy floor around my confined head.
It's yet another humiliation for me, having previously been obliged to kiss-respect the boots of my female guards throughout the day. I do admire the cleaner-mistress's socks, though.
It's yet another humiliation for me, having previously been obliged to kiss-respect the boots of my female guards throughout the day. I do admire the cleaner-mistress's socks, though.