Getting On With Her Life

Regular, haughty and beautiful customer-mistress, Ms Pratheepa madam, has kindly been visiting me for years during her strolls along the toepath. She now has a family and is clearly getting on with her life, whilst I languish down here amongst the other toepath weeds, kissing feet!

She is going places. Whilst I am going nowhere. How she despises me – the impotent and infertile, feetkissing slave!

Kissing the familiar boots of regular toepath customer Ms Pratheepa madam

She is beautiful and fertile and therefore has every right to look down upon me...

...an impotent, feetkissing slave!

She makes sure I lip-respect BOTH her boots!

Meanwhile, her SOCKS tower ignominiously over my humble, bootkissing head!

Even her SOCKS are better than me!

I study the dirt on her boot as I humbly and respectfully kiss it

I am a nothing and a nobody. I am privileged to even breathe in the same air as Ms Pratheepa's BOOTS!

Or to be so CLOSE to her SOCKS!

She knows it, and I know it!

Throughout our encounter on the toepath, Ms Pratheepa madam doesn't speak to me, because I am beneath her.

She merely turns to silently walk away from me

Her body language says it all

I am a THING that is DESPISED!

And rightly so, for divine Ms Pratheepa is going places...

...whilst I shall remain down here for the rest of my lowly life, kissing people's dirty BOOTS and SHOES...

...and looking up to their SOCKS!

Ms Pratheepa has already forgotten about me. She must decide what to make for her husband's tea tonight!

I have no decisions to make. All decisions are made for me - such as who will stop by me to have their feet kissed!


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