At The Base Of The Steps

One of the great things – perhaps the only great thing – about being a public footslave positioned at the base of a flight of concrete steps, is that people do tend to stop and use me, prior to climbing the steps. So, I get a good look at their socks, whilst I am kissing their feet!

People often kindly stop at the base of the steps to let me kiss their feet

I think they know that I am a 'sockieboy slave', obsessed with my betters' SOCKS!

And by kiss-respecting their OUTER footwear, I get a good long look at their INNER footwear...

...their SOCKS!

This attractive young woman's SOCKS are particularly appealing!

Even in the gloom of the subterranean corridor, I can make out the individual lines of STITCHING in the SOCKS!

Other people's SOCKS are my MASTERS!

I live to STUDY and ADMIRE their SOCKS...

...particularly whilst they are wearing them inside their SHOES!

SOCKS!... SOCKS!... SOCKS!... 

...my betters' SOCKS!

See how the bright young woman looks down upon me with righteous contempt

And yet, she still kindly takes the time to switch her feet in front of my menial mouth...

...thereby giving me a view of her other SOCK!

And, this time, the whole of the TOP RIM of the SOCK is visible!

So I get to compare and contrast the VERTICAL STITCHING of the elasticated top of the SOCK...

...with the HORIZONTAL STITCHING on the main body of the SOCK!

Sadly, I can only imagine what the stitching in the reinforced toe and heel areas of her SOCKS looks like! But I must be grateful for small mercies - and this is undoubtedly a privileged, if lowly, view of a superb young woman's SOCKS - whilst she is wearing them!

Would you care to join me, at the base of the steps?

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