A familiar pair of female feet from the past approach my
permanently confined face. As I kiss-respect Ms Karen madam’s boots, I think
about all the places they must have been in the intervening months since she
last used me.
I, of course, have been nowhere!
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| I never forget a pretty BOOT (or SOCK!) |
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| These are the BOOTS and SOCKS of erstwhile regular customer Ms Karen madam |
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| My humbling view of the long-lost BOOTS and SOCKS |
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| BOOTS and SOCKS of GREATNESS! |
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| I ponder where they may have been in the intervening months since they last deigned to visit me? |
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| I, of course, have been nowhere! |
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| And, unlike the SUPERIOR BOOTS and SOCKS, I am going nowhere! |
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| It's a truly HUMBLING thought! |
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| I hear Ms Karen madam, meanwhile, cackling with triumph above me... |
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| ...before imposing her long-lost BOOT TOE on my menial, municipal mouth |
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| Swiftly followed by the other one! |
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| It clearly AMUSES her to regale me with her DIRTY BOOTS... |
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| ...and CREASED SOCKS! |
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| The BOOTS and SOCKS of a GODDESS! |
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| I am fit only to KISS HER BOOTS, and TASTE where they have been! |
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| She LAUGHS OUT LOUD with GLEE! |
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| She KNOWS she is BETTER than me! |
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| And that even her BOOTS and SOCKS are BETTER than me! |
