The approaching customer-mistress looks a bit rough. Certainly not to be messed with! When she demands that I kiss her feet, I show her nothing but the utmost slavish respect!
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| Rough! |
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| NOT to be messed with! |
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| Her stance, when she stops in front of me, is very much of a young woman who is used to being obeyed! |
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| 'Kiss my feet, boy!' |
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| 'Yes, mistress. At once, mistress! Please don't hurt me, mistress. I'm frightened of you, mistress!' |
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| The socks, like their wearer, are a bit rough looking. But nevertheless superb! |
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| The rough girl glowers down at me as I fearfully kiss-respect her outstretched sneaker! |
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| She is very much the master, and I am very much the slave! |
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| What an honour to kiss such a rough girl's shoes... |
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| ...in the face of her creased, grey anklesocks! |
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| You've got to admire the sock... |
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| ...keeping its rough mistress's foot warm and cosy inside her sneaker! |
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| My humbling view of the sock |
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| And the other one, when she switches feet in front of me! |
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| Oh to smooth out those creases in her thick, grey socks with my nugatory nose! |
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| But I dare not even suggest such a humble sock-service without first being asked to do so by the rough mistress! |
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| Maybe she likes her socks to look untidy and rough? |
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| Whatever, she silently turns her back on me in order to leave me... |
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| ...her face as glum and rough-looking as when she came! |
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| A decidedly pretty face, for all that! |
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| Not that I am in any position to focus on the rough mistress's face! |
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| My humble positioning only permits me to examine the backs of her socks! |
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| So examine them I do... |
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| ...as befits a public footservant breathing a sigh of relief... |
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| ...that he has survived his encounter with a rough customer-mistress's sneakers and socks! Praise be to her for showing me mercy! |
