Xmas Tradition

Regular customers Ms Mukta madam and her magnificent husband master Simon sir traditionally visit me on Xmas night so that I might pay homage to Ms Mukta’s boots and festive socks. It’s always the highlight of my Xmas Day! 

The solemn tradition of kissing Ms Mukta madam's boots on Xmas night

I so admire her colourful festive socks...

...such a pleasant change from her usual plain grey socks!

Not that it's any of my damn business which style of socks my customer masters and mistresses choose to wear!

I must show slavish respect for all their footwear choices!

But on a cold and frosty night, Ms Mukta's brightly-coloured socks pathetically brighten up my lowly life!

What an honour for the likes of lowly me - to be so close to such a fabulous pair of festive, female socks!

I sometimes wonder if master Simon sir is even a tint bit jealous of my proximity to his wife's socks?

Haha, who am I kidding? Of course he isn't! Master Simon sir is a real man!

Not a pathetic sock-staring slave like me!

I cringingly admire both their pairs of socks as the happy couple turn and walk away from me

Their SOCKS! Oh their SOCKS!

Their SOCKS!

Ms Mukta's SOCKS...

...on her ANKLES!

Another year of public humiliation and servitude towards her and her husband's SOCKS awaits me!


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