A bright young woman of the Gynarchy mocks my late-night
loneliness, asking me how I had liked it – having to kiss ‘that sweaty man’s
sneakers and look at his socks?’
I humbly and respectfully reply that I did indeed feel shame
and humility, begging her female pardon madam?
She then mockingly asks me whether I wouldn’t much rather be
kissing her sneakers and admiring her socks, to which I humbly,
and truthfully, reply that I would indeed be honoured to lip-respect her shoes
and study her socks, begging her female pardon and thanking her for her sweet
feminine kindness, madam?
She laughs out loud at me and duly accedes to my humble
request.
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| Mocking me for having kissed a MAN'S SWEATY SNEAKERS... |
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| ...before offering me her own, SWEET FEMININE SNEAKERS for respect-kissing |
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| She deftly, and daintily, switches her SNEAKERED FEET in front of my face |
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| I VERY MUCH ADMIRE her SOCKS as I kiss the cackling customer-mistress's FEET |
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| Plain, grey socks - with visible lines of STITCHING! |
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| The SOCKS of a WOMAN |
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| FEMALE SOCKS! |
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| I truly admire the FEMININE SHAPELINESS of her SOCKED ANKLE! |
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| Meanwhile, the wearer of the SHAPELY SOCKS is amused at my LOWLINESS and WRETCHEDNESS |
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| How she DESPISES me - the MEN'S and WOMEN'S SNEAKER-KISSER and SOCK-ADMIRER! |
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| Her FEMALE LAUGHTER echoes around my lonely alcove as she leaves me to ROT! |
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| I ponder my WRETCHEDNESS and IMPOTENCE in the face of my BETTERS' SNEAKERS and SOCKS - MALE and FEMALE! |
