Greatest Perk

The greatest, perhaps the only, perk of my job as a public shoelick at a sit-down shoelick chair is that I invariably get to see my customers’ socks at close quarters, and you can tell a lot about a customer from their choice of socks!

Take the bright and intelligent young woman seated over me right now, for example. She is clearly a girly girl, into her pinks with fun, non-serious, cartoon-print socks on her shapely ankles. That doesn’t mean, of course, that she is all sweetness and light. Indeed her haughty and dismissive tone as she had barked down her female orders at me suggests quite the opposite – she is to be feared and admired, despite the frivolity of her cartoon-print socks!

My greatest perk...

...being so close to my pretty customer's pink SOCKS!

Pink, cartoon-print SOCKS!

Girly SOCKS!

I admire the SOCKS and look up at them with slavish awe and wonderment!

The SOCKs say a lot about this bright young woman's personality...

...as do the CREASES!

She is a fun-loving, carefree young woman!

NOT that it means I can relax as I tongueshine her SNEAKERS!

She can still have me WHIPPED if I displease her!

Better to please the customer-mistress than to feel WHIP!

I hope that, by studying her sock intently as I lick her shoe, I am being pleasing to her!

Not that she seems to be paying much attention to me

She is, like so many of my esteemed customers, glued to her PHONE!

And understandably so, given that I'm just a slave at her FEET!

I am a nothing and a nobody. She is a somebody - with friends to text!

I don't have, or need, a mobile phone, since all I ever do is LICK SHOES...

...and ADMIRE SOCKS!

The SOCKS of my BETTERS!

Their SOCKS!

Oh, their SOCKS!


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