The Serenity Of Sock

A supremely serene-looking young woman heads confidently towards me wearing a fabulous, revealing outfit. However, it is only when she stretches forth each of her sneakered feet in turn in front of my face, and hitches up her chiffonous trouser legs, that I get to see the serenity of her pale blue cotton socks!

She clearly wants me to see her socks whilst I am kiss-respecting her shoes!

Serenity personified!

She walks serenely towards me

I get my first glimpse of serene, pale blue sock on her left ankle!

But as she stretches forth her right, sneakered foot in front of my menial mouth, she graciously hitches up her trouser-leg to reveal her sock in all its glory!

And what a sock it is! I study the lines of pale blue stitching...

...and contemplate what a privilege it is for me to observe this normally hidden sock!

The pretty wearer clearly wants me to observe, and admire, the sock on her shapely ankle whilst I am kissing her feet!

What a kind and thoughtful young woman!

She does the same with her left sock!

I tilt my humble, sneaker-kissing head for a better view of the sock

I am not interested in her soft, bare legskin above the sock...

...only the SOCK!

For a public footservant like me has no business looking at, or even thinking about, his customers above the sock!

Their socks are the limits of my existence!


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