Not all my customers are haughty, taciturn and standoffish.
Some can be ‘quite ‘friendly’ towards me – though even those ones make good use
of me to have their feet kissed. They are still my superiors, after all!
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| Friendly local Ms Padma madam approaches me from across the yard |
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| 'Hey, how's it hangin', sockieboy slave? Seen lots of nice sockies?' |
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| 'Yes please, mistress Padma madam. If it pleases you, mistress Padma madam? Though none as nice as yours, most glorious mistress Padma madam!' |
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| 'Haha, kiss my foot, sockieboy. That way you'll get a nice, close-up view of my sock, innit though?' |
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| 'Yes, mistress Padma madam. At once, mistress Padma madam. God bless you, mistress!' |
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| She's not wrong, of course. Kissing her outstretched foot does indeed give me a superb view of her black sock! |
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| Said view of sock |
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| However friendly and accommodating she may be, Ms Padma madam is still compelled look down on me - both physically and by Law! |
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| That's because she is better than me and I'm just the garbage at her feet! |
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| Even her sock is better than me! |
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| I study the sock with every fibre of my footslave being! |
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| This is such an honour - to be so close to a friendly sock! |
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| Ms Padma, meanwhile, no doubt views me as just another weed, down amongst the weeds |
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| She delights in indulging me and my pathetic sockieboy yearnings! |
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| She kindly switches feet in front of my face so that I might examine her other sock... |
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| ...before turning to walk away from me, without saying another word |
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| It's a gentle reminder to me, if one were needed, that Ms Padma is my superior customer; not my friend! |
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| I should feel honoured to even be allowed to look at her socks... |
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| ...the socks of a superior being... |
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| ...of a friendly female! |
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| I watch forlornly as the friendly sneakers and socks show me a clean pair of heels |
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| I only wish I could get to know them better! |
