Pre-Planned
I’m still super-busy on my nugatory nightshift, but at least I now have a pair of shiny loafers to kiss-respect and bright blue socks to mentally admire!
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Loafers alert! |
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As the smart black loafers and bright blue socks stand arrogantly in front of me... |
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...I plead with their pretty wearer to be permitted to kiss-respect them |
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She gives me her female permission to kiss her loafer shoes... |
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...but says I may only look at her socks! |
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That's par for the course for a public footslave! |
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I therefore kiss the young woman's outstretched shoe... |
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...whilst visually admiring her socks |
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for her part, she looks disparagingly down at me... |
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...as befits a young woman having her shoes kissed! |
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She makes sure I kiss BOTH her shoes... |
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...before turning to leave in the direction from which she came... |
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...thereby indicating that her approach to my public humble head had been no casual encounter... |
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...but was pre-planned. |
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She wanted to have her shoes kiss-respected! |
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I feel both humbled and honoured by her female presence |
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I respectfully watch her socks as they walk out of my lowly life |
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I find the curvature in the bright blue stitching at the back of her heel particularly intriguing! |
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These are, after all, the socked heels of a goddess! |
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A single stitch in her socks is worth more than me! |