The Whites Of Their Socks
I may not get to see the whites of my customers’ eyes, but I
do get to see the whites of their socks. Very much so!
Here you see me admiring the whites of a smart, young businesswoman’s socks.
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| Staring at the whites of a smart businesswoman's socks as I kiss-respect her smart businesswoman shoes |
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| Staring at socks is all I am good for |
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| My humbling view of the customer-mistress's sock whites |
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| I admire the way the light and the shade dances off her socks... |
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| ...and how the individual lines of stitching follow the contours of her shapely, female foot |
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| White socks are always very special |
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| They show up any dirt or dust... |
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| ...whilst beautifying the customer's foot |
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| What a great privilege it is for a lowly, public footservant such as myself to be so up-close and personal... |
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| ...with the white socks of such a powerful and fabulous young woman! |
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| I have no desire to look her in the eyes... |
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| ...only in her socks |
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| I am not worthy to even think of this smart young woman above her socks! |
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| My only regret is that I rarely, if ever, get to kiss the white socks of my betters |
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| My lowly lips are considered unworthy of such an honour! |
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| Which is why it is all the more remarkable that my equally lowly eyes are permitted to feast on such white-sock delights! |
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| Socks!...Socks!...Socks!...Socks!...Socks!... All is SOCKS! |
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| I live my life amongst the socks of my superiors1 |

















