My humble job is to lickshine the boots of weary commuters as they wait for their bus - should they wish to have their footwear lickshined!
Here you see me lickshining the black leather, loafer shoes of a smartly-dressed young woman, whilst two other potential customers wait in the wings.
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The lady's loafers must be licked! |
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She has demanded a lick and a shine of her shoes! |
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The shoeleather tastes vile. Shoeleather always does! |
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But I do have the compensation of being intimately close to her sock! |
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Close enough to be able to discern the individual stitches in the black sock! |
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Truly these are a pair of hardworking shoes and socks to be admired! |
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They are my betters! |
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Meanwhile, the pretty wearer of the shoes and socks seems uninterested in my humble efforts at her feet! |
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This gives me the opportunity to look beyond my current customer's feet and footwear, to the boots and socks of another young woman seated nearby... |
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...another pair of female socks for me to, potentially, admire at close quarters! |
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Though she seems distracted by something! |
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Beyond her - another potential customer. A potent master-sir... again distracted, in his case by his phone |
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But if he subsequently wishes his shoes to be lickshined, then lickshined they shall be... |
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...and his light grey socks admired |
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A public footslave has no say in the shoes he must lick or the socks he must study! |
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They are all the shoes, boots and socks of my betters! |
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I'm just a slave... |
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...serving permanently at the feet of my betters! |
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The travelling public's boots, shoes and socks are my life! |
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Especially their socks... |
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...which brighten up my day! |
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I only wish I had time to count the individual, visible stitches in this customer-mistress's fabulous socks! |
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But she keeps switching her feet in front of me! |
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'Make sure you get off all the gunk, and that, slave!' |
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'Yes, pretty mistress. I hear and obey you, pretty mistress-madam.' |
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By 'gunk' I presume she means all the street dirt and detritus she has been walking in |
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It is an honour for me to taste where she has been, and to be so close to her warm, commuter's socks! |