Glad Of The Company

On a lonely, rainy night a public humble-head is approached by a stern-faced and unsympathetic woman and is made to kiss her damp, musty-smelling sheepskin boots. He should be glad of the company!

On a damp and dreary night a lone woman approaches a public humble-head through the rain

She stops to despise him...

...before inflicting one of her rain-dampened, musty-smelling, sheepskin boots on his menial mouth

The slave instinctively kisses the proffered boot-toe - the boot of his better

He is aware of the wearer's sock peeking out from the top of her boot...

...but dare not look up at it, for fear of angering it!

His lowly job on a rainy night is to kindly kiss the female boot...

...NOT to lust after sock!

He's just a slave, and must think only slavish thoughts

He is not good enough to think about this young woman's socks!

She loiters over him for a while...

...occasionally switching her booted feet in front of his face...

...before silently and stern-facedly walking away from him...

...leaving him to rot in the damp behind her

He ponders his lowliness...

...as the boots walk out of his lowly life

This, quite possibly, will have been his only human contact on such an inclement night

Pathetically, he yearns for the boots to come back, so that he might continue to kiss-respect them!


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