Flower Sock

Today, sockieboy slave is blessed to be confronted by the patterned socks of a superb young woman, beneath the hems of her trouser legs!

Fancy socks for the pathetic sockieboy slave to study and admire...

...on an otherwise soberly-dressed young woman

Sockieboy's cup runneth over, since he loves patterned socks on his customers' feet!

That's right, sockieboy slave - look only at your pretty customer's sock!

These are, after all, the socks of a bright and intelligent, young woman...

...of a superior being to you!

No wonder she looks down on your abject obsession with her socks with feminine disdain!

You're a nothing and a nobody - a sock numpty!

'Study the flower on my sock, slave!'

Do as she says, pathetic sockieboy. Study her decorative sock flower!

There is, after all, much for you to admire in the flower...

...a feminine footsweat-absorbing flower!

 

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