Fortunate Fellows

A garrulous young woman tells me all about her wonderful life with her handsome and wealthy boyfriend as I languish in the stocks beneath her. Not once does she enquire about my lowly life. And nor should she. For I am a nothing and a nobody – a mere anonymous slave permanently confined in the town square stocks!

All I can think of, as I eye up the top corner of the garrulous young woman’s RIGHT SOCK, is that both her boyfriend and I are very fortunate fellows to experience her company, each in our own ways of course!

Excitedly telling me all about her handsome and wealthy boyfriend...

...and her wonderful life with him!

Whilst I languish beneath her in the stocks...

...humbly eyeing up the top corner of her RIGHT SOCK!

How fortunate I am to have this lowly view of her SOCK!

I watch as it moves in tandem with the subliminal movements of her SNEAKERED FOOT

I wonder if her wealthy boyfriend bought her those SNEAKERS?

If so, praise be unto him! And even more praise if he also bought her those SOCKS!

For they accentuate her shapely ankles so fabulously!

Meanwhile, her other SNEAKERED AND SOCKED FOOT rests on top of my imprisoned head

...as her boyfriend suddenly rings her on her phone. Now he gets all her excited verbal attention...

...whilst I continue to study her SOCK. I know my place, and it's beneath and beside the SOCKS of a garrulous young woman!



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