It's hard to tell whether my pretty, tracksuited customer-mistress is feeling blue, or is tickled pink, as a result of receiving her text message. One thing is for sure, however - I am utterly, and pathetically, mesmerised by her dark blue socks, as a lowly public shoelick-slave damn well should be!
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Lickshining her pink and white sneakers as she receives a text message on her phone |
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I can't tell if it's bad or good news, as the pretty customer-mistress isn't giving much away |
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In fact, in common with most of my customers, she is steadfastly ignoring me as I go about my humble business of tongue-cleaning her shoes |
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I am, literally, beneath her - and therefore not worthy to converse with her! |
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My only business is with her shoes and socks... |
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...and I am particularly mesmerised by her deep, blue socks! |
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The dark blue socks of a pale-blue-tracksuited mistress |
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An infinitely superior being to me! |
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Her text messages really are none of my damn business... |
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...any more than the contents of people's passing coffee cups! |
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I must, by Law, focus solely on my customer's shoes and socks... |
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...and mentally praise and honour them - especially the socks! |