No Interest

Generally speaking, women have no interest in speaking to me - unless it's to bark down their orders at me as I lickshine their shoes. They see me as very much just a 'thing' that cleans their shoes for the delectation of their boyfriends, whom they chat with on their phones high above me whilst I go about my humble business!

Be they blondes or redheads...


...smart young women have no interest in conversing with me...


...since I'm just a 'thing' that lickshines their shoes and boots...


...for the benefit of their boyfriends


It is, quite simply, an honour for me to do so...


...since I am not worthy to even think about these young women...


...above their ankles!


As soon as one moves away, another takes her place


My tongue is more or less constantly at work!


The only times my customers speak to me is to bark down their orders...


...before resuming their text conversations with their boyfriends!


Truly I am fit only to lick female shoe!


Certainly that's the view of my many customers!


They see me as the garbage beneath their feet...


...and rightly so!


For I'm just a public shoelick!



  

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