Righteous Contempt
Some customers have an entirely nonchalant attitude as they sit high above me on the shoelick chair of power and as I go about my lowly business of tongue-shining their dirty footwear. It’s an indication of their righteous contempt for me.
The superb customer can't even bring herself to look at me, holding me as she does in such righteous contempt |
She's right to treat me with contempt, as she is better than me... |
...being female |
Her neat SOCKTOPS particularly catch my eye... |
...as I taste where she has been |
Needless to say, I am forbidden to look at my customer above the SOCKS |
The Law deems me unworthy to do so! |
But a lowly slave like me can't help but admire his superior customers' SOCKS! |
The SOCKS, like their wearers, are better than me! |
I study the individual STITCHES in the SOCKS... |
...wide-eyed with slavish wonderment! |
I'm just the trash beneath this superb young woman's FEET! |
No wonder she sits haughtily above me |
I'm garbage! |
Mercy SOCKS! You're wonderful, SOCKS! |
God bless you SOCKS! |
I lick your BOOTS! |
Please don't have me beaten, SOCKS! |