World Of Her Own
The pretty customer-mistress is in a world of her own as she chats with her manfriend on the phone. But she still finds the time to subliminally use me to have her feet kiss-respected!
Meanwhile, I am in a world of my own - a world of her sneakers and socks!
Gabbling away in a world of her own |
Subliminally she stops to have me kiss her feet |
She has no need to speak to me - her body language speaks louder than words! |
I, of course, am forbidden by Law to speak to her |
I am fit only to kiss her in the sneaker and look her in the sock |
Such a finely stitched sock! |
I humbly study the lines in the stitching... |
...above her sneaker laces |
All day long my lowly lips must kiss feet and my eyes study socks |
I'm just a municipal footslave... |
...a thing people can use to feel superior about themselves |
She's not interested in me - this bright young woman! |
She only has eyes and ears for her boyfriend! |
Her happy conversation with him hasn't stopped throughout my encounter with her street footwear |
I bow my humble head in shame and awe at the feet before me... |
...especially the socks! |
Pristine white socks! |
The socks of a black goddess! |
Oh to be the permanent, full-time slave of those socks! |
The socks! |
Oh the SOCKS! |
GODDESS SOCKS! |
SOCKS that NEED to be served! |
The SOCKS of my female better! |
SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS! |