Convenience

I’m just a convenient shoecleaner-cum-footrest for this superb customer-mistress whilst she catches up with her social media and her text messages on her phone. She cares little or nothing about my comfort or wellbeing at her feet. And rightly so, for I’m just a slave.

She gets on with her business, whilst I get on with mine

My business is to tongue-shine her shoes...

...whilst simultaneously serving as her makeshift footrest!

I can feel the weight of her SNEAKER and SOCK on top of my humble head

Meanwhile, I get an eyeful of her SOCK!

And a truly SUPERB, SHORT WHITE SOCK it is too!

I study the individual STITCHES in my customer's SOCK, and the way it stretches over her anklebone

This is the SOCK of a GODDESS!

I am honoured to be her SHOELICKER, FOOTREST and SOCK-ADMIRER!

She, meanwhile, doesn't have a second though for me

She is much too preoccupied with the contents of her phone to give any thought towards the old slave man beneath her FEET!

To her I'm just a convenience for her to use whilst she catches up on her social media feeds

I can smell her sneaker leather as my tongue tastes the material of her SHOE

My humbling view of the side of her SOCK!

Truly I am the slave of this young woman's SNEAKERS and SOCKS!

And righty so...

...for I am unfit to be anything else!


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