Stiff-Neck Syndrome

In common with all public humble heads, I often suffer from ‘stiff-neck syndrome’, on account of my neck and head being permanently confined in a concrete wall. When regular customer Ms Mukta madam asks me in her customary cheery manner how I am doing, I mention my painfully stiff neck to her and she kindly responds by crouching down in order to manipulate my head with her hands, as she says it is important for a humble head slave to be able to manoeuvre his head around ‘every nook and cranny’ of his customers’ shoes and boots.

Such a kind heartened and thoughtful young woman!

She then has me kiss-respect her dirty sneakers with my newly mobile, menial mouth.

I am suffering from a bout of painful stiff-neck syndrome as regular customer Ms Mukta madam cheerily approaches me down the sink-estate walkway

She asks me how I am doing, and I selfishly complain about my stiff neck

She kindly crouches down to 'fix' it, by manipulating my humble head with her haughty hands

She finds the additional pain she is now causing me amusing...

...as she tells me it's important that I can manoeuvre my menial mouth properly over my betters' shoes and boots

My humbling view of Ms Mukta's crouching sneakers and socks...

...givers of PAIN!

Yet, they are only being cruel to be kind

As Ms Mukta rightly points out, a public humble head with a stiff neck is of no use to anyone!

Having loosened my neck muscles, Ms Mukta stands up in order to have her sneakers kiss-respected

My newly mobile mouth is now able to reach the dirtiest areas of her shoes

The pathetic patient's treatment has been successful, thanks to 'nurse' Mukta madam!

I kiss her feet with gratitude

I can once more focus on the task in mouth...

i.e. kissing the feet of my better!

This is what my head, neck, mouth and lips are for...

...kissing feet!

I gratefully admire Ms Mukta's SOCKS as I kiss-respect her healing SNEAKERS!

She switches feet several times in front of my face...

...giving me ample opportunity to manoeuvre my head around her dirty sneakers...

...exploring them...

...and tasting them!

Eventually, she silently turns to walk away...

...feeling rightly proud of herself

She hs done not just herself, but others, a favour...

...by ensuring that I can once again kiss their feet properly!

Praise be unto Ms MUKTA, her SNEAKERS and her SOCKS!

For they are GLORIOUS!


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