Lucky Day
Today must be my lucky day - for, not only do I get to lickshine the boots of a stunningly beautiful customer-mistress; she also casually drops her used beer bottle down onto the dirty ground in front of my face when she's finished with me, meaning that I can at least smell the alcohol, even if I can't actually taste it!
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| Beauty approaches... |
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| ...a beauty with a beer... |
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| ...and beautiful, black leather kneeboots! |
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| The boots are shoved in front of my face for lickshining... |
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| ...one after the other! |
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| What an honour! |
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| The beautiful wearer of the boots takes a swig of beer... |
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| ...before resuming her supervision of my lowly work |
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| Again she switches booted feet in front of my face... |
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| ...and takes another swig of beer |
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| All I get to taste is her non-alcoholic bootleather! |
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| But it must be my lucky day... |
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| ...for she drops her used beer bottle onto the ground before my face |
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| And it doesn't shatter! |
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| I can smell the alcohol! |
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| What a kind and generous young woman! |
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| I wonder if she was thinking of me when she disposed of her bottle? |
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| Was it indeed an act of selfless kindness on her part? |

















