Nice Thought

My regular customer Ms Mukta madam has  brought along her friend, Ms Arabella madam, so that I might wish the latter well as she is about to embark on a trip to Australia where she hopes to find work. Ms Mukta orders me to kiss her friend’s feet and praise and bless her.

As I humbly comply with Ms Mukta’s wishes, Ms Arabella jokes that she wishes she could take me with her, as she will need a slave in Australia to take care of her shoes and socks! It’s purely a joke, of course, since Ms Arabella madam knows I can’t go anywhere. I’m just a public footslave – permanently immured in this wall.

Still, it’s a nice thought – especially as Ms Arabella madam is wearing such fabulous socks! 

Praising and blessing Ms Arabella madam and wishing her well for her forthcoming adventure

She's wearing fabulous socks...

...dark grey, with little pink lovehearts festooned all over them!

I feel unworthy to stare at her socks as I kiss her black shoeleather

But when she jokes about my accompanying her to Australia as her personal sock and shoe slave...

...I contemplate what a nice thought that is!

Of course, accompanying Ms Arabella madam abroad would mean that I would no longer get to see regular customer Ms Mukta's socks

And that would be a shame!

Perhaps I would do better to just remain here in my dirty alcove?

It's academic, of course - I'm not going anywhere!

It's not my decision to make. I'm just a municipal footslave

Even Ms Arabella madam doesn't have the authority to take me as her personal footslave!


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