On a bitterly cold night, a customer-mistress has me admire
her stylish, yet practical, legwarmers. I wish she would kindly use them as my facewarmers!
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A young woman, well wrapped-up against the cold in her puffer jacket, leggings, bobble hat and legwarmers, approaches me confidently from across the frozen yard |
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The closer she gets, the more I admire her thick legwarmers |
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Thick, beige legwarmers, with lots of creases! |
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The legwarmers, and accompanying dirty sneakers, stop directly in front of my freezing face |
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Then the right sneaker is unceremoniously shoved towards my waiting, menial mouth... |
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...swiftly followed by the left |
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The beige legwarmers tower masterfully over my humble sneaker-kissing head... |
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...as their pretty wearer looks down upon me... |
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...repeatedly switching her legs in front of my face! |
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My humbling view of her foot, including a tantalising glimpse of plain grey sock underneath the legwarmer |
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Oh how humbling! Oh how humiliating!... |
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...To have a girl's creased legwarmers towering over me as I must humbly kiss-respect her dirty sneaker toes! |