Secret Socks Service
If you look closely enough, you can just see the customer-mistress's short white socks inside her black leather boots - behind the laces!
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| A pretty customer-mistress approaches me from across the yard | 
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| Black boots; blue jeans; brown top | 
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| I brace myself for some casually-dressed cruelty! | 
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| The black, high-heeled ankleboots stop in front of my face | 
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| It's only when her right boot is shoved towards my humble head... | 
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| ...that I realise I can see her secret, white sock inside the boot! | 
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| Not that her socks are any great secret! | 
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| It's just that, the vast majority of people won't even notice them! | 
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| You'd have to be a humble, bootkissing slave like me to notice her socks... | 
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| ...or to even care about them! | 
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| Meanwhile, the wearer of the boots and socks largely ignores me... | 
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| ...until just before she turns to walk away... | 
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| ...seemingly satisfied with my slavish humility at her booted feet | 
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| Although, it's hard to tell, as she says nothing! | 
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| I wish I could see her face for clues as to her rating of my performance! | 
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| But now all I can see are the backs of her black leather boots | 
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| Even her secret, white socks are no longer visible to me... | 
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| ...though they will long linger in my menial memory! | 
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| As will the taste of her boots in my menial mouth! | 
 
 
